You are in my heart

Red hope, green dream, just because you are in my heart-my language.

Is that you? China people. Beautiful, luxurious, soft ... I can't decorate you with any words. Li Bai's Yun Fan is dotted with the sea, Xin Qiji's eyes are blurred with the light of the sword, and Wen Tianxiang's passion echoes in the whole voice ... Because you are in my heart, China people, I know ambition, persistence and patriotism! Invite the moon to be full, raise your glass high, and I will wander in your poems, watching the red flowers turn into spring mud, sighing that the country has broken mountains and rivers, praising the east fence for picking chrysanthemums, and singing incomparable pride. Feel and experience you in the arms of junior high school.

Just because you are in my heart, you turn the sound of your heart into flapping wings and take me flying.

Is that you? China people. The separation of human feelings in the Grand View Garden, the implication of the three knots in Taoyuan, the dispute on Xijing Road, and the lofty aspirations of gathering. Because you are in my heart, I understand helplessness, unity, courage and loyalty! Let the scattered flowers go and be buried! Give it a complete home; Let it divide the world, fight! Give it a beautiful nirvana; Let the devil fight with him! Give it a painful interpretation; Ann, let him talk, go to hell! Give it a complete glory.

Because you are in my heart, you have turned famous works into paving stones, paving the way for my success.

Is that you? China people. The water in Miluo River is fiercer, the sunset along Yishui River is redder, and the water around the stream is brighter. Because you are in my heart, I understand Qu Yuan's thoughtlessness, admire Liu Bang's lofty aspirations, and feel sorry for Shi's departure. I am pregnant with you and measure my heart density, but I feel particularly heavy.

Just because you are in my heart, you have turned all the celebrities into a source of motivation and pushed me forward.

China people, because you are in my heart, my hope makes you red and my dream makes you green. Just because you are in my heart, my language, let me win 2008! Singing in the sky in 2008.

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First of all, the questions are accurate and the materials are typical. The article defines "you" as "China people", which jumps out of the general understanding (you are a person). The materials selected in this paper are all Chinese, from poems to masterpieces to celebrities, which are all rich knowledge reflected in the language and show the breadth of the language.

Secondly, the concept is meticulous and the structure is perfect. At the beginning, it points out the position of "China people" in the author's mind with concise language; Then I got used to "Is that you?" Language. "From the beginning, it led to the spiritual shock brought by Chinese in poems, masterpieces and celebrities; The end takes care of the beginning, achieving a round head and a round tail, effectively achieving "clear regulations and rigorous structure." "

Third, the language is poetic and unforgettable. The language of the article is extremely concise and expressive. Between sentences and paragraphs, the author consciously creates a beautiful atmosphere, giving people a feeling of sweet-scented osmanthus, which is not amazing, but the fragrance lasts for a long time!

Fan Wener:

You are in my heart

In the intense study of junior high school, you, youth, quietly walked into my heart, let me really feel your figure fluttering in the wind, let me feel your vitality like the sunrise, and let me learn to cherish you in my junior high school life.

In my heart, you always help me remember those beautiful dreams. In the sound of Lang Lang's book, you helped me remember the endless knowledge and let me swim in the ocean of knowledge. When I was playing with my classmates, you helped me paint a clear picture and let me remember this wonderful time forever.

You are in my heart, and I feel your flower-like life with that calm heart, beautiful but easy to wither. If you don't take care of it, it may disappear before it becomes beautiful. Feel your footsteps like the wind, coming and going in a hurry. Now sitting in the examination room, I feel the deepest, because I find myself missing too much. I feel your figure is like rain, hazy but affectionate. If I don't catch you, it will turn into tears and break in my heart.

You are in my heart, I admire you wholeheartedly, even if you encounter setbacks, you will still have a firm and persistent dream; You are like a thick book, which can be filled with happiness or loneliness. You are like a steep mountain. Let me know that only climbing can range rover, and struggle can succeed; But your steps will never stop because of me. You are the most beautiful scenery in my junior high school life, beautiful and spectacular, recording my joys and sorrows. Catch you, cherish you, and let you walk into my heart; Having you and praising you, I seem to have the vitality of sunrise.

You are in my heart, let me appreciate your melody that doesn't stop because of wind and rain, and let me cherish your footsteps that don't stop because of waiting. I realize that struggle is your essence, and your value is brilliant because of struggle; Sweat is your nutrition, and your life is enriched by soaking in sweat; Tears are your solvent, and you have created a strong body because of the baptism of tears.

You are in my heart, giving me the courage to seize you and cherish your heart. Your presence in my heart has enriched my junior high school life and my knowledge. Thank you-youth, I will always remember you in my heart.

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Writing in the examination room must first be related to the topic. This paper is close to the center, with novel materials, and expresses my feelings about youth. High-spirited style, fresh feeling after reading and beautiful sunshine should be valuable in junior high school students' exercises.

Fan Wensan:

You are in my heart

Grandma, this is a kind name. Every time I mention grandma, my mood will be very complicated and I can't say clearly. In fact, I really want to say to my grandmother, "No matter what, I love you the most forever!" " "

Grandma is always alone. I like to stay with her and chat with her. When I was in primary school, I would accompany her every weekend or holiday and help her with housework (grandma's legs were bad), although I was very young at that time. At this time, it is so kind to think of the days when I was with my grandmother. Every morning, when I open my eyes and can't see my grandma, I shout "grandma, grandma." Grandma will say, "Ning, I'm at the door." Then I went down to look for it. Now I think I was so naive at that time, maybe I was afraid of losing my grandmother. At that time, my grandmother was closer to me than anyone else. She seemed to be my support, so I followed her wherever she went. When I was enjoying the cool in the alley, my grandmother asked me to play with those children, but I never went. I always lie on my grandmother's lap, and she gives me a fan. Grandma will tell me everything, no matter what it is, even if I don't understand it, I know grandma won't be bored when she says it, but sometimes I will nag and refute her, but I really want to slap myself afterwards. I know my grandmother was very tired all her life, and my grandfather passed away a long time ago. We used to live with grandma, and then we moved out and asked grandma to go with us, but grandma insisted on guarding her old house, so I decided not to let her be alone. ) During the day, I will play cards with my grandma, and sometimes she can't play, so we just mess around together. Grandma said I cheated, and then she tickled me, so I was very happy. Sometimes grandma will lie down and watch me pick up stones, sew shuttlecocks or write and draw. I can't sleep at night. I like listening to grandma's stories, solve riddles on the lanterns. I can't get tired of telling those stories many times. In this way, I stayed with my grandmother every day of the holiday, never going out by myself, and never looking for classmates to play. At that time, Shazikou was a strange place for me. The little space I was most familiar with was with my grandmother, but I was very satisfied and happy.

But it is inevitable that there will be sad times. After the holiday, I left my grandmother and went to her house. At that time, my grandmother would walk me to the door on crutches. I will see tears shining on grandma's face and her attachment. I can understand everything. I will tell my grandmother that I will be back at the weekend. When I close my eyes at night, I will see my grandmother waving at me at the door, and I will think that my grandmother is alone tonight and can't help crying.

I also learned a lot from my grandmother, especially the sentence "It is difficult to ask for help, but it is difficult to ascend to heaven!" I will always remember that grandma doesn't like asking for help. She can do it herself, so I don't like to bother others now. So far, I haven't said a word "beg" to others, and I don't like people always saying "please", which will make me very disgusted.

Now, grandma is really old and I have grown up, but I can't stay with her all the time. Grandma is still alone, but now she lives in my aunt's house and I feel very happy. Grandma won't be lonely, but I don't want to go often because she is at my aunt's house. I don't know why, maybe I like the feeling of being alone with her.

I like the smell of grandma's house and the feeling of being with grandma. I love grandma, and many times I can't express my feelings for her!

Fan Siwen:

You are in my heart

Graduation is just around the corner, and the sadness of parting gradually spreads in our hearts, sometimes even diluting the tension before the exam. Strange to say, when I think of the coming departure, the first thing I think of is not my classmates who get along with me day and night, but your kind teacher like a mountain.

You are beautiful, you are always silent, you are lonely, but I may be your best friend. You stand quietly in the corner, and your appearance is not amazing. I met you by chance and fell in love with you from now on. After class, at noon and in the evening, I always like to sit next to you and talk about the anecdotes in the class and my recent emotional experience. I am an introverted child, but my feelings are very delicate, and I can't say many feelings, so I found you. You never bother me or laugh at my stupidity. You always listen patiently. The breeze blows, you tell me in a rustling voice; Sometimes I feel very depressed and I can't help crying in front of you. You are still speechless and seem to share my sadness. You will hand me a handkerchief made of leaves and wipe away my crystal tears. You will selflessly let me snuggle up in your thick arms, let me cling to your heart and feel your message-don't be sad, everything will be fine.

It was a rainy evening, and my heart was full of gloom. It must be admitted that I was defeated by setbacks, and I am not strong. I couldn't help but find you again when I fell to the bottom. At first glance, I was shocked. Your hairpin made of flowers usually shook off the ground. You are still young and not strong. You swing from side to side in the whistling wind, but you still hold your head high stubbornly. You were hurt by a rain bead as big as a bean, but you didn't cry or flinch. You stood firm in your place, like an invincible warrior. You waved your arms and told me to be strong, strong!

In this way, you accompanied me through junior high school for three years. You have been deeply engraved in my heart, your posture, your smile and your silent love. It was you who gave me great encouragement when I was helpless and lit up hope for me when I was sad. You stand on campus and give me the gentleness and care like a teacher. You and I are as close as classmates, and our hearts are connected. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? Graduation is just around the corner, how much I can't bear to part with you-my friend, confidant and my beloved locust tree. You are always in my heart, which makes me more powerful when I think of you in the years to come.