. Pay attention to the pedestrians in this world, the same people, the same road, but with different looks. Some people walk easily and fly high; Some people are full of pain and struggling. Is it just a small grain of sand doing strange things? Maybe you can't accept this view at once, but if you think that it is a tiny gravel that touches our skin and a grain of sand that can torture our hearts, the answer will be relieved. It is this grain of sand that brings us physical pain, and it will turn into a heavy boulder in our hearts, casting a lingering shadow. How can the heavy pressure of our hearts make us laugh at the peak of life challenges? Therefore, dumping sand and learning to trudge has become the guarantee of victory. For the trekkers, dumping sand is undoubtedly a relief for their own journey, but for the distant mountains, they have regained great courage and firm confidence. The journey before dumping sand is painful, and people are often tired because of fear in the face of endless roads and mountains far away. After dumping the sand, the journey is bumpy, but there is an indescribable ease, and what is the immediate difficulty? For scholars, dumping sand means making progress in continuous improvement and perfection. For a series of difficult problems, dumping your grain of sand, which is afraid of difficulties, will give you the courage to overcome all difficulties and finally make them easily solved in your pen. In the face of repeated setbacks and failures, you will gain the courage and strength to stand up again and finally sail to the other side of success. Dumping sand is a process of self-improvement, so that we can go into battle lightly. People who trudge through life must remember to "dump it" when they find a hateful sand in their shoes! 2. Write a composition according to a paragraph

Pay attention to the pedestrians in this world. The same people, the same road, have different looks. Some people walk easily and fly high; Some people are full of pain and struggling. Is it just a small grain of sand doing strange things? Maybe you can't accept this view at once, but if you think that it is a tiny gravel that touches our skin and a grain of sand that can torture our hearts, the answer will be relieved. It is this grain of sand that brings us physical pain, and it will turn into a heavy boulder in our hearts, casting a lingering shadow. How can the heavy pressure of our hearts make us laugh at the peak of life challenges? Therefore, dumping the sand and learning to trudge becomes the guarantee of victory.

For the trekkers, dumping the sand is undoubtedly a relief for their own journey, but for the distant mountains, they have regained great courage and firm confidence. The journey before dumping the sand is painful, and people are often tired because of fear in the face of endless roads and mountains far away. After dumping the sand, the journey is bumpy, but there is an indescribable ease, and what is the immediate difficulty?

For scholars, throwing away sand means making progress through continuous improvement and perfection. For a series of difficult problems, throwing away your grain of sand, you will gain the courage to overcome all difficulties and finally make them be solved in your writing. In the face of repeated setbacks and failures, dumping the disheartened sand will give you the courage and strength to stand up again and finally sail to the other side of success.

Dumping the sand is a process of self-improvement, so that we can go into battle lightly. People who trudge through life must remember to "dump it" when they find a hateful sand in their shoes!

3. Ask for a passage

The waves come one after another, hitting the rocks lying on the sea surface, splashing and falling; Washed my feet, and naughtily took away the mark I left on the beach as its permanent treasure. Looking at the sea coming from time to time, it seems that it will never be tired; Listening to the noise of the sea, it seems to be so happy forever. Standing by the sea, the tide is hugging me and playing with me, as cheerful and lively as I am.

standing in front of the sea for a long time, it seems that everything is still, the clouds are no longer floating, and the heart is no longer moving. It just suddenly feels that we are so small. Staring at this boundless sea, my heart has broadened a lot and I feel that I can tolerate everything. There is a great famous saying: the blue sky is wider than the ocean; What is broader than the blue sky is the human mind. Breaking away from the city and looking at the rushing sea, you can't help but want to open your arms, greet and shout, and rush to hug. At this time, you will feel that your mind is suddenly enlightened, which is very broad and inclusive of the whole world.

I finally see the sea! When I saw the sea, I felt that I had entered a brand-new world! But at the same time, I saw the horizon, where water and sky meet, and I couldn't tell the difference between the sea and the sky. At this moment, my curiosity about the other side of the sea far exceeded my curiosity about the other side of the sea-what's on the other side of the sea?

I finally saw the sea. The sea was like a beautiful girl in a blue veil, and the sound of sea breeze blowing waves was her welcome song. Look at the golden beach by the sea. Under the morning sun, it seems that every spun yarn is shining. On the beach, there are many gifts from the sea: small and exquisite shells, hermit crabs carrying small houses, sea hedgehogs covered with hard spines, jellyfish like small pockets … all over the beach. These are all left behind at low tide. When the sea rises, they will return to the embrace of the sea. Like the boundless sea, it is still covered with a thick layer of fog, and some fishing boats are vaguely moving in the water fog, appearing and disappearing. The sea breeze blew in bursts, and the waves were hit on the rocks, splashing white water. It rushed to the shore and gently stroked the soft beach. The waves swing lightly from a distance layer by layer, drawing a white "skirt" for the beach, like setting a glittering silver frame on the vast sea, making the sea more charming. The sun rose, and the fog on the sea gradually dispersed, revealing the true colors of the sea. ? When the tide rises in the evening, the sea becomes a different look. It becomes like an endless battlefield. The sea breeze blew a sharp horn, and the waves seemed to be attacking the coast violently by thousands of fighters, making a rumbling roar. The 1-kilogram-heavy stone on the shore will be submerged to the bottom of the sea with a gentle stroke ...

This is the beautiful and mysterious sea, and I love it because it is the cradle of life, a mysterious magician and endless reverie ...

The sea is so vast that it can't be seen at a glance; The sea is so wide that it embraces so many tourists. I opened my arms and threw myself at the beautiful blue sea, suddenly feeling open-minded. O sea, you are as calm as a mirror, and you are surging. The blue sea is silvery with the microwave. I stood by the sea for a long time, listening to the sound of the sea, which was making a noise for me. All this is so sweet. At this time, I gently opened my arms to embrace the sea. Suddenly, I found that there is a bit of bitterness in this sweetness. Oh, so it's salt. The grains of salt are the crystallization of the sea.

Choose by yourself. 4. Write a paragraph for the composition My Ideal

Everyone has a beautiful ideal, and of course, I have one! My ideal is to be an excellent CCTV host. I want to be an excellent host, and I must work hard from now on. I want to study cultural knowledge well and cultivate and exercise my eloquence. Raise your hand diligently in class and communicate with the teacher after class; You should know more about news and current affairs, improve your writing level and develop in an all-round way in order to be a good host. The ideal is so beautiful, it is a beacon, the goal of struggle, and it is. . "One minute on stage, ten years off stage." A pay, a gain. For my ideal, lay a solid foundation and work hard from now on!

I believe that through my unremitting efforts, I will succeed! 5. Write a paragraph as required .. Words (about 2 words)

In spring, I stood under the willow tree, and the leaves wrapped around my arm with new green with wicker. I think this season is really like a misty dream! In summer, I stood by the lotus pond, and the lotus leaves swayed like layers of waves.

my hair is flying, and it itches when I put it on my face. My skirt is shaking, and I feel that the heat is slowly fading away.

I think this season is really like a pair of warm hands stroking my face. (The summer wind blows the lotus leaves all over the pond. If the landlord has seen the lotus pond, he will understand the wind. Hehe, we have the Lotus Lake here.) In autumn, I stood under the buttonwood tree, and the leaves fell one by one. I turned several times in the air before I reluctantly fell to the ground.

I think this season is really like a beautiful painting. In winter, I stand in the snow and put on a scarf, but I still feel my face is cold as ice, like a small knife cut on my face.

The white snowflakes are still falling, and I stretch out my hand to catch them, but this naughty guy has gone elsewhere. I think this season is really like a lovely child.

(The winter wind, sometimes cold and sometimes gentle, sets off its variety. ）。 6. Write a composition according to my first paragraph. It's urgent. The topic is self-selected.

Friendship. Chen Ming and I are good friends.

one day, we took out the small wooden boat made in the handicraft group to play, and Chen Ming accidentally dropped it on the ground. During the argument, Chen Ming trampled it, and I was very angry. I grabbed a small wooden boat for him and shouted angrily, "Since you smashed my small wooden boat, I want you to pay the price."

as soon as the voice fell, I waved my hand and smashed it to the ground, only to see his boat smashed into two pieces. At this time, he was not to be outdone. His face was red, and he stepped on my boat and kicked it aside.

I shouted, "You have no right to do this to my boat." He immediately retorted, "Who told you to smash my boat? I didn't mean to smash your boat."

We had a terrible quarrel. If our classmates hadn't stopped us, we would have fought. Later, we broke off all relations.

Although we go to school in the same way, we meet each other as if they don't exist. Afterwards, I calmly thought that there was something wrong with me. Chen Ming just accidentally smashed my boat, but I deliberately smashed his boat.

I began to regret it, and I was very depressed. I lost a good friend, and nothing can help me restore my friendship with Chen Ming. A few days later, after school, I met Chen Ming. I felt sorry for him and wanted to slip away quickly.

As a result, he stopped me. He lowered his head and remained silent for a full minute. Then he said hesitantly, "I was too impulsive that day ... I shouldn't quarrel with you ... Can we still be good friends?" I was shocked when I heard this, and then I quickly said, "I also had shortcomings that day, and we are still good friends." As soon as the voice fell, we took out the new small wooden boat, and we were very happy.

From then on, we never quarreled again and became best friends. 2 small wooden boat (1) Chen Ming and I are good friends.

One day, we took out the small wooden boat made by the handcraft team to play, and Chen Mingyi accidentally broke mine. In the dispute, Chen Ming trampled it again.

I was so angry that a small wooden boat that took him trampled it. Chen Ming ran into the classroom, and so did I.

no one spoke, and no one paid any attention to anyone. In this way, we walked over as soon as we met each other for weeks.

I feel lonely whenever I walk to school, because Chen Ming is my only good friend. Only then did I know how important friends are, and it was too much to think of me at that time.

people accidentally broke it, and they still blame him so much. I tried to ask the teacher for help with my diary, but the teacher said in the comments that I believe you can do a good job in the unpleasantness between you and Chen Ming.

The teacher's comments let me know that I have to do my own thing. Do I have to let the teacher get on well with me when I go to the society in the future? I decided to apologize to Chen Ming. Unexpectedly, the next day, there was a small wooden boat in my sitting position, and a small note was put in the boat for Chen Ming to write.

it says, I'm sorry! Would you still like to play the canoe race with me? I turned around and smiled at him and said, "Would you like to play with me?" The two of us ran to the little Chun Mu with clear water by the pond, and some of them were faster. So we made up.

Chen Ming and I both decided that the small wooden boat is the evidence to reconcile us. Keep it safe and let it be our reconciliation witness! 3 Small Wooden Boat (2) Every time I see the exquisite Xiao Mu chicken-used box of glucoside hidden in the drawer, I think of Chen Minglai. When I was in the first grade of primary school, Chen Ming and I were classmates.

our two families are very close. Every day we go to school together, go home and review our lessons together.

We became inseparable friends until the fourth grade. One day, an unpleasant thing happened.

after reviewing our lessons, we took out the small wooden boat we made in the ship model group to play. I saw that he had made it beautifully, so I took it in my hand and turned it over to look at it, but I couldn't bear to put it down.

unexpectedly, when I slipped, the small wooden boat fell to the ground and broke with a bang. When he saw it, he was anxious and cried for compensation.

I argued, "I didn't mean to." He said angrily, "If you are not careful, you must pay for it!" And gave me a hard push.

I stepped back and just stepped on the small wooden boat and crushed it. This time, Chen Ming was even more angry.

He picked up my small wooden boat, slammed it on the ground, crushed it with his foot, grabbed the schoolbag, turned around and left without looking back. Looking at the small wooden boat trampled by him, I was too angry to speak.

our friendship broke down from then on. A few months have passed in an instant.

one day when I came home from school, I walked in front and he walked behind. I secretly looked back at him, his right hand pocket, trouser pocket bulging, I don't know what to hold.

suddenly, he caught up with me in a few steps and pulled out a delicate wooden boat from his trouser pocket. I looked at him in surprise.

His face was flushed and he said excitedly, "It was my fault that time. I shouldn't have trampled your boat. My family will move away tomorrow. I made this boat for you, and leave it as a souvenir! " With that, he stuffed the small wooden boat into my hand.

think about what happened that day. it was my fault. I looked into his warm eyes and couldn't say a word, just holding his hand tightly.

Chen Ming moved to other places with his parents. After that day, we never met again.

I hid the small wooden boat he gave me in the drawer. As soon as I saw this exquisite little wooden boat, I seemed to see Chen Ming standing in front of me. 7. The 8-word composition is based on the following paragraph. The topic

The moonlight is bleak, like running water.