Late at night, the moonlight shone through the window sash and scattered all over the floor. I sat at my desk alone, letting my tears "beep, beep" wet the test paper with poor scores. This final exam, I am far from achieving the expected results. I feel very wronged. Why do I pay so much and get nothing every time? I blame God for being unfair. Unconsciously, I remembered the scene of burning the midnight oil to read a book, and I remembered the scene of my parents sending me bread and milk. Why, why, am I really not learning material? Forget it, don't think about it, turn on the light and read extracurricular books. I turned on the lamp. I found biscuit crumbs moving on the table. I pushed my glasses to see more clearly. I saw several ants moving the biscuit crumbs, and the biscuit crumbs stopped moving, as if struggling to move. How interesting! I brought a magnifying glass to take a closer look at these little things. I have to put some obstacles in their way. I put the pencil in front of them, only to see them change direction. I was surrounded by my pen. See what they can do this time! I watched carefully with a magnifying glass, and an ant climbed the fence first. This is like a commander. Several ants climbed up one by one. They tried to grab the biscuit crumbs, but failed several times. The leading ant lifted the biscuit residue, and the ant behind pushed it hard. It took about thirty minutes, and the biscuit residue was finally carried away from the pencil by ants. I suddenly realized that even such a small ant was not discouraged in the face of setbacks, and we humans should dare to face setbacks. I remember again: Edison's laboratory was bombed. In the face of such setbacks, Edison did not lose his fighting spirit, but successfully invented the phonograph in just three weeks; Beethoven was deaf in both ears, which is undoubtedly the biggest setback for a musician, but Beethoven did not flinch in the face of setbacks. He said, "I want to seize my destiny." In this way, Beethoven wrote the world-famous symphony Destiny. There are storms and thorns on the road of life. As long as we struggle, there will be flowers and applause waiting for us. Celebrities have said that frustration is a bottomless pit for incompetent people, but it is a stepping stone to success for those who dare to face setbacks. I opened the textbook again, when the first ray of sunshine in the morning entered the room, where I fell and got up again. I smiled, frustrated, I challenged you, and life was more exciting because of failure. Postscript: My later achievements are like sesame blossoms. I am grateful for that sleepless night. On that night, I tasted failure and read its letter. I am grateful for failure!
Have you ever experienced success or failure? Write a 300-word composition and recall your successful experience when you succeed. When you fail, reflect on the reasons for failure. Look at my article. Emotion leaves traces of growth, and life is never barren. Life is always repeated in the busy. People passing by, things experienced, sorted over and over again, the taste in my heart can't be expressed in words. Is this life? Isn't there a different five flavors hidden behind every different face? Counting the light gray of the world and sketching the colorful world with your heart, maybe your own is more indifferent than the four seasons. Going back and forth, rushing by, quietly leaving shallow scratches. Looking up at the sky, there are clouds floating in the blue sky, occasionally flushed, and occasionally covered with gray tracks and clouds. Can you replace one? Can you regard it as the joy and sadness of life? Every scenery, every casual discovery, is the touch of the soul. Emotions are released more often, but at the same time they are buried, real, illusory, unknown, or known but unable to release. They will also be driven into traces by the gears of time, hidden in their hearts and unable to extricate themselves for a long time. Mood is no longer a person's mood, it contains too many plots. My mood is divided into several sections by myself. What should be lost is not lost, and it is getting more and more full. It has been going on. Getting heavier and heavier, gradually forgetting. Many things will always be understood after experience. Just like feelings, you will know how to reflect on yourself after the pain. If you are stupid, you will know how to persist and give up at the right time, and gradually know yourself in the gains and losses. Life doesn't need meaningless persistence, and nothing can't be abandoned. Learn to give up and turn away before crying, leaving a simple and lonely figure; Learn to give up, bury yesterday in your heart and leave the best memories; Learn to give up so that we can have an easy start. Unforgettable love doesn't have to be black and blue. We love the unique scenery of Yuan Ye, but we can't take it home. Every relationship is beautiful, and every journey is charming. The regret that we can't have makes us more attached. Missing at midnight makes us miss it even more. Emotion is a questionnaire with no answer, and hard pursuit can't make life more complete. Maybe a little regret and sadness will make this answer sheet more meaningful and last longer. Pack up your mood and continue on your way. If you miss the flowers, you will get the green grass. If you miss the rain, you will get a rainbow. Miss her, and I will meet you. Go on and you will reap your own beauty. I once said I love you, and I still love you today. I just love you, but I can't be with you. This journey is deep and shallow, and it is not easy to get to today. I gently pulled out my hand and waved it away. Say goodbye. I really appreciate it-your emotions have left traces of growing up all the way, and life will never be barren.
Write a composition on the topic of life and write your own inner feelings. The cold wind blew off the swaying yellow leaves on the branches and buried them in the deep soil. In winter in southern China, only some evergreen trees stand proudly in the cold wind. Oh, I would like to be a deciduous tree that leaves in the cold wind. I will not deliberately show myself in the cold winter like an evergreen tree, but turn that display into strength and wait for the next spring to bloom.
Some people say: "Simple, simple again, this is life." After the smell of harvest was diluted by the cold wind in the south, I deeply felt that life was so short and youth was so full of vitality in the days of racing against time. Learning knowledge is like an annual ring. Over time, it carved traces of knowledge in your mind bit by bit. After learning, I can't help feeling: a little busier, a little busier, that is learning.
I sigh that time passes like water without trace, so I cherish time more. Before the fateful exam next year, our life is a sea of books. Ostrovsky said, "You only have one life. Don't regret doing nothing. " He said it, and he did it, resulting in an immortal masterpiece "How Steel was Tempered", which shines with the light of life. From the race against time, I understand the true meaning of "young people don't work hard, but old people are sad" Yes, in the field of study, you have the same sunshine and plenty of water, but the richness of the fruit that grows as a result depends on the fertility it obtains. We are busy studying in a simple life, trying to create energy, and waiting for a bumper harvest in the coming year in constant efforts.
I am amazed at the vitality of youth, so I redouble my efforts to sow my own seeds and wait for them to blossom and bear fruit. Comrade * * * said: "Young people at the age of seventeen or eighteen are like the sun at eight or nine o'clock, full of vigor." Yes, we are like the sun. We must know how to sow light and heat in order to harvest a vibrant life. But if we don't know how to sow, then the earth will be dead, and all we get is darkness. Youth is upward. As long as you know how to sow and be good at sowing when you are young, a green and vibrant harvest field will be displayed in front of you.
Although sowing is an important way for us to succeed. We are eager to harvest and enter the hall of success, then we must learn to sow. When we stand in front of a magnificent building and marvel at its brilliance, don't forget that it is not a castle in the air, but a pile of ordinary bricks, or it can be said that it is the harvest of sowing again and again. It's also a pile of bricks. If you use it, it may create the most gorgeous building in the world. On the contrary, if you are lazy to use it, it will eventually become a pile of useless bricks, and you will accomplish nothing.
I sow, so I reap. I deeply understand the truth of "no pains, no gains". So, I took the hoe of knowledge and worked hard in the field of learning, gradually becoming clear from the hazy state in my dream until it became a reality.
Perhaps the trees in winter are dreaming the same dream. Under the cold wind, they gradually shed their leaves and let them fall back to their roots. This is also sowing a hope like ours. It allows Ye Er people to replenish nutrients and accumulate strength, hoping to show their prosperity next spring and let people see the power of life-this is the harvest of trees. In spring, people will only praise these trees that have regained their brilliance, and will not praise those evergreen trees that don't know how to sow.
"A little more, a little more, that is the harvest." We are eager for harvest, so we should "work harder and sow harder".
Write a 400-word composition combining running failure and success. On the afternoon of February 9th, the school organized a running competition.
The competition requires six boys in each class to participate in the 6× 400m relay, and six girls also participate in the 6× 400m relay.
In the afternoon, the wind is very strong, but the players are full of energy and high morale, just like little squirrels standing in the cold winter wind, ready to go.
"bang!" With the sound, nine boys have flown out like bows and arrows. Chen Yunyang of our class one lived up to expectations and played a leading role from the beginning. Soon, he left the others far behind.
In the back. "The second stick starts to run!" I don't know who shouted. The whole class is shouting, "Come on! Come on! " "Class one, win!" Slogan. Unfortunately, he fell to the fourth place. The third stick is on its way. He is me.
The "pillars" of our class come and go without a trace. "Super, super!" Some students shouted. "Super, super!" Someone shouted again. Finally, our class came to an end with the sixth place.
The second game is a boy competition in several other classes. I didn't read it. I went to kick shuttlecock with my classmates.
Next is the girls' competition. I hope they can get a good ranking and win glory for the class. "bang!" Everybody set out. I didn't expect the first place in our class to be so powerful that the second place was half a lap behind after running a lap! take over
These four people also live up to expectations, in our "Come on! Come on! " "Class one, win!" I stayed ahead in the shouting, and the fifth stick was nearly one lap behind the second! The sixth one is worse. She is in primary school.
The sports team easily fell behind the last two laps! Our class is firmly in the position of champion with absolute advantage.
Failure is the mother of success. Although the boys were sixth in the front, the girls took the first place! Better luck next time! Friendship first, competition second. Every class will be as United as before! Focus on participation. Don't be afraid of losing, there will be opportunities in the future, just participate!
Friendship first, competition second.
To tell the truth, it is not advisable for students to write an 880-word composition on the topic of failure and success, because failure and success are difficult for adults to understand, let alone students.
If the school really has such a problem, then there is no way but to write, for example, what you have learned and your sense of accomplishment, that is, success and failure. For example, what you do, because you have no perseverance, because of some excuses for procrastination, you must write if you fail, otherwise.
This big topic is not something that students can start with.
Write a composition about failure or success, which you have experienced yourself. Can you write your true feelings about the failure or success of others? Would you please write your own real experience?
Since you want to have your own sky, not only the smooth roads extend under our feet, but also the long white clouds and dense fog floating over our heads.
Since you want to keep pace with a swift horse, why complain about Wan Li's journey?
Only by whistling in the sky and raising your hooves can you reach an unprecedented height.
Since you want to stand on the peak, you have to work hard, climb up, have courage and determination.
What gives you such motivation and such rhetoric?
It's applause, it's applause that makes me have my own sky, it's applause that makes me keep pace with maxima, and it's applause that makes me have the courage to climb the peak bravely.
Applause is wordless, sincere, warm and even more warm. ...
I remember, it was a crisp autumn afternoon, and I took part in the speech contest held by my school.
A few minutes before the speech, I was still making final preparations to ensure success.
During the speech, I looked at the familiar faces under the stage, but I became more nervous. My heart is beating so hard that I just feel my legs shaking.
At this time, the audience was silent, even the murmur of the river water could be clearly heard, and my heart was even more flustered. I only feel this quiet and terrible silence. I stood on the stage, stunned for a while, at a loss, speechless for a long time.
Suddenly, a crisp applause came into my ears. It's him, the headmaster, clapping for me. He clapped his hands steadily and forcefully, like a clear spring pouring into my heart, like a fragrant flower, like a red wave stirring my heart.
This applause opened my mind, and the speech ended unconsciously, but the applause echoed in my mind for a long time.
Write a 400-word composition according to your own personal experience. I am a grumpy little girl, very small, but I am a "little adult" at heart. I pay great attention to my clothes, and I am good at taking care of myself.
I am an independent little girl. I always hope that I can be free from the control of adults, arrange and play freely in my life. I am not the "little emperor" in this family, nor the "big princess". I live well in this ordinary family, and sometimes I share some burdens for adults more or less. My parents are also very kind to me.
Mom said I was a "faucet" that often leaked water. Every time my mother talks about my mistake, I feel that my mother has hurt my self-esteem and will cry. Dad knows that if he does something sorry to disturb me, I will also cry, because I am a girl with strong self-esteem.
Because I didn't like drinking milk and eating green vegetables when I was a child, I am not tall now. I often don't grow taller for myself. I hide in bed and cry every time. I don't know what to do. I've been thinking all day: I hope junior high school can grow taller, which is my only wish.
My advantage is being generous and friendly to my friends. When I was in primary school, I once became sworn friends with two good friends. We are like three sisters, inseparable, and now we go home together every day.
My weakness is that I am too careless. In a math exam, I accidentally wrote down a decimal point, and as a result, I dropped 20 places in my class. It's incredible. I'm trying to get rid of this shortcoming now.
This is me, a little girl who is eager to grow taller!
self-introduction
I went to the mirror and looked at him in the mirror. I laugh and he laughs; I cry and he cries. I waved to him and he said to me, "Hello, my name is Yan Limin." A pair of watery eyes, two black eyebrows, a nose that is not too high or too low, a cherry mouth, laughing, and two rows of teeth standing in the mouth. There is a ponytail behind the melon face. Medium height, thin body, making people feel fragile. This is me-a cheerful and optimistic girl. I like traveling, and I have dreamed of traveling to Venice since I was a child.
Some people say that man's greatest enemy is himself; And I want to say that a person's best friend is himself. Some people say that man's strongest competitor is himself; And I want to say that a person's best companion is himself. Some people beat their chests and complain that God has made them incompetent. I want to be a bole for myself. Because I know myself.
As soon as I learned to speak, I was bored sitting in bed, so I picked up a pen and scribbled. Inadvertently, I wrote from 1 to 100 in one breath. That mouth contains rich expressions: when you are happy, you curl your lips and make faces. When you are angry, you can hang a small teapot with a pout. What comes out of this mouth can sometimes make others angry and choked up, but sometimes it can make Renda laugh. I was only 2 years old that year.
I am not only emotional, but also active. Whenever I have time, I take out my pencil and draw a picture in an art book. After finishing, I draw a dog or a tree with three strokes. When I was tired of painting, I picked up a colored plasticine from somewhere. I am full of expectations for my future junior high school life. I hope I can spend these three years happily, build deep friendship with my classmates and learn more knowledge and truth from my teachers.
Write a 200-word composition, from failure to success in learning to ride a bike. Today is the eighth day of winter vacation, Saturday. My mother didn't go to work, and the housework was finished. She had nothing to do, so I asked my mother to teach me to ride a bike, because all the students in our class can ride a bike, but I can't.
My mother came from home with a bicycle and said to me, "Look ahead, don't look at your feet, push hard …" Then my mother showed me a demonstration. I see, it's too easy. I quickly got on the bike, but it seemed to point at me. Under mother's hand, it is a docile little sheep. Under my hand, it is a little donkey with a unique temper. The car lurched for a while, and I couldn't grasp it at all. My mother came over and said to me earnestly, "Don't be afraid, failure is the mother of success! Remember, be sure to keep your eyes on the front, not your feet, and step on it hard ... "I did it according to my mother's method, and rode for a while by myself, which was not bad. I'm a little proud. But when I went down the mountain, a stone appeared in front of me. I want to brake, but the speed is too fast to stop. I fell down and my bike caught fire. I cried in pain, and my mother saw it from a distance. She rushed over, lifted me up, touched my injured foot and said to me with encouraging words, "Nice ride. But when you first learn, you can't ride too fast, and you can't control the speed if you are eager for success. " This sentence makes me feel that there is a heat flow in my body. I got on the bus again and rode slowly. I haven't wrestled for a long time, and finally learned to ride a bike.
By learning to ride a bike, I understand that as long as I pay, I will definitely get something back. Pay more, the return will be great, and vice versa. This is my experience in learning to ride a bike.
Write a 400-word composition about what touched the heart. Everyone wants to have a happy life, but not everyone knows the true meaning of happiness. Since ancient times, many people have been trying to define the meaning of happiness. However, the complicated culture has brewed various views on happiness, and people have planted a tree of happiness in their hearts. However, whether it is satisfaction with nature or dissatisfaction with enterprising spirit. Whether it is wisdom and erudition to share happiness with the people or extreme selfishness to enjoy alone, in the final analysis, happiness is both material and spiritual satisfaction. Is happiness just material satisfaction? Of course not, happiness is not a simple combination of eating, drinking and having fun, nor is it the superficial satisfaction of personal desires. Wealth owners are sometimes unhappy and obsessed with money, which cannot be equated with happiness. Therefore, simple material satisfaction is not true happiness. Whether people tilt the balance of happiness to spiritual satisfaction, Confucius sees that "it is a pleasure to have friends from afar"; Mr. Wu Liu loves reading, "I am so happy that I forget to eat every time I know"; The meaning of drunkenness is not wine, but also mountains and rivers. Therefore, Mr. Qian Zhongshu's view that "all happiness belongs to the spirit" is regarded as the truth by the world, but when you think about it carefully, you feel that spiritual satisfaction is also flawed, and sometimes it even seems pale and powerless. It is often seen that musicians who bring happiness are suffering in life. Hard-working scientists occasionally see their gray-haired selves in the mirror after their success, and new China often passes a trace of sadness. I often hear model workers say in an interview that although I work hard, I am psychologically happy! It is true that they all show amazing perseverance and noble quality when they take pleasure in suffering, but at the same time, it is not difficult to see that their happiness contains the consciousness of "self-denial" Strictly speaking, this is not complete happiness. Many fans especially admire Ronaldo Jr., the 2002 FIFA World Player of the Year. They all think that he is very happy both on and off the court. He must be a happy man, but happiness is not simple happiness. True happiness should be the harmony of material and spirit. The spiritual satisfaction of pure material spirit can only be regarded as a necessary condition for happiness, not a sufficient condition. Only by combining the two can we be truly happy. Spirit and matter are not antagonistic, but promote each other. Only having certain material wealth can activate happy spiritual cells. Only by maintaining a cheerful spirit can we have the confidence to create more wealth with managers. Maybe you think it is not easy to achieve complete happiness. But matter and spirit are not fish and bear's paw. You can have both. The key is to pursue and create on your own. Happiness, as long as you work hard and dare to create, a happy angel will always accompany you. The first article: Motherly love touches my heart. Tibetan antelope is a powerful animal, living in the Qinghai-Tibet prairie, where it is a pearl. But you know what? The natural Tibetan antelope also has a tearful side. There is an article called Worship of Tibetan Antelope. After reading this article, I can't be calm for a long time ... This story tells the story of a hunter hunting on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. One morning, he came out of the tent and saw a fat Tibetan antelope. He was so happy that he took out his shotgun and aimed at the Tibetan antelope. Suddenly, the fat Tibetan antelope knelt in front of the hunter with two tears in his eyes. The hunter was stunned. Seeing such a scene for the first time in his 30-year hunting career, his heart not only softened. But a hunter must be a hunter. As soon as he closed his eyes and pulled the trigger, the Tibetan antelope fell with the sound. After the killing, the hunter did not deal with it immediately, but it took several days to start work. When he cut open the abdomen of the Tibetan antelope, he was shocked: he found that a young antelope had formed in the antelope's womb. It turns out that Tibetan antelopes bow their heads to keep their children alive! The hunter's butcher's knife crashed to the ground and the hunter's shadow disappeared from the grassland. That mother left a deep impression on me. She made me understand how great maternal love is! I believe that mother Tibetan antelope knows how risky it is to beg that heartless hunter, but if she escapes, there is not even a glimmer of hope for life! If there were no children, maybe the Tibetan antelope would run away, but it had children, and it made such a bad decision for the safety of the children. Everything a mother does is not for her children. Think about the great mother of Tibetan antelope, and my mother's shadow also comes to mind. My mother loves me very much and is inseparable from me. For me, she would rather do something she doesn't like. I heard that my mother ate all the nutritious things when she was pregnant with me. My mother likes hot pot best, but the book says that eating spicy food is not good for the fetus. My mother swallowed for ten months. My mother especially hates the taste of walnuts, but walnuts are nutritious for the fetus. My mother wants to "sacrifice herself for others" for me. Mothers all over the world are the same. They will devote all their energy to their children and even give their lives for them, just like the mother of Tibetan antelope. Every time I think of the sight of the Tibetan antelope bowing its head, my heart is shocked. I can't forget those two crystal tears, and I can't forget that bow, because it is full of sadness and great maternal love. There is a song that sings well: "Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a baby …" That's right! How great and important the mother is.