1, natural beam. No matter what style of article, after expressing the content, it naturally closes the full text, instead of designing profound philosophical sentences and carving rich symbolic forms. This ending is called "natural ending". It completely avoids the end fault of gilding the lily and moaning without illness, which is concise, lively and unpretentious, and is widely used in the composition of the senior high school entrance examination. The composition atmosphere in the examination room is tense and the competition is fierce, so we should not pay too much attention to "form" and "law". As long as you have passion, write freely and fully express your feelings, it is a good article. However, attaching importance to "nature" does not mean being arbitrary and hasty, but ending the overall situation along the natural trend of literary thought development. There are many such examples in the learned text, so I won't repeat them here. 2. Echo from beginning to end. The end should echo the beginning, write a sentence that echoes the beginning, and don't simply repeat it. This way of ending is a common way of ending all kinds of articles. This method can arouse readers' psychological aesthetic feeling and produce a feeling of rounded head and tail. For example, A Precious Shirt says, "In my house, there is a white shirt, which is really cool." At the end, it reads: "In the past four years, this work
Precious shirts, I carefully collect, I am not willing to wear them once. Praise the end of the poplar and the beginning echoed at a distance: "I want to praise the poplar loudly!" "
For example, my grandfather: My grandfather is over 60 years old, tall, with a pair of eyes embedded in a wrinkled face. The proudest thing is that he has the quality of "never too old to learn".
That day, as soon as I walked into my door, I was pushed and pulled to the study by my grandfather. Baoshu pointed to an English word for advice: "Good granddaughter, how to pronounce this word?" I'm at a loss. How could grandpa ask me for English advice? It is true that the sun rises in the west. I won't know until I ask. It turns out that there have been several foreign guests recently. Grandpa learns English to prevent us China people from playing dumb in front of foreigners. I suddenly realized.
Mom asked grandma, "Dad, what's the matter? Learn English. " When grandma heard this, she was so angry that she couldn't fight. She quickly spit it out: "Today, she said she would go out to buy things, and then she bought things!" I actually bought an English book. Do you find it irritating? "
As soon as the voice fell, grandpa rushed in and shouted, "It's over, it's over." I wonder, grandpa, what's the hurry? I saw grandpa turn on the TV and tune it to 17. Fluent and sweet English was introduced to my ears. It turns out that grandpa still watches the English program "Into America" on time every day.
Grandpa is like this. He is "never too old to learn" and is an example for me to learn.
Unforgettable things
When I was in the third grade, something happened, which has been deeply imprinted in my mind and I will never forget it.
It was a Friday afternoon. I finished my English class in Cambridge. It's already past six in the afternoon. My stomach growled. I'm so hungry! I walked towards the school gate with my schoolbag on my back. As I walked, I thought: Why are you so hungry today? If only a few roasted chicken legs or a few dollars could fall from the sky! Just thinking about it, I suddenly saw something shiny in front of me. "It can't be money!" I said to myself. Although I didn't believe such a good thing would happen, I ran towards the shiny thing. Take a closer look, it's really one yuan! Haha, the dream has come true. God help me! Although there is no roast chicken leg, it is not bad to have a dollar. I quickly picked up the money, dragged it in my hand and skipped out of the school gate, intending to buy two delicious kebabs to fill my stomach.
Just as I was about to hand over the money, there seemed to be a voice in my ear reminding me that you are a young pioneer, so don't forget the money. What should I do now? My outstretched hand shrank back. I hesitated, so I stopped eating mutton kebabs. At this time, my "damn" stomach growled again, as if urging me: "Don't hesitate, pass the money quickly." I held out my hand again. Suddenly, I feel as if there are countless pairs of eyes watching me. I blushed and drew back my outstretched hand. I am a young pioneer. I found the money and should give it to the teacher, not buy what I want. So I ran back to school and gave the one yuan to the teacher in the brigade department. The teacher smiled and nodded at me and said, "Well done."
Although I didn't eat delicious mutton kebabs that afternoon, I was flattered because I experienced a test, which showed that I was a real young pioneer.
Unforgettable things
I have been reading happily every day since I went to school, but something happened at school not long ago, which I will never forget. Here's the thing:
It was Friday afternoon, and my friends and I went to the school's four-wheel drive interest group. From learning to assembly to operation, it went smoothly. At the end of the interest group activities, an unexpected thing happened to me. My good friend Guo Jie, who loves fighting and is naughty, suddenly pushed me behind my back and looked at me with a smile. I was so angry and funny that I couldn't help pushing and chasing him. Just as we were getting more and more excited, I accidentally pushed him down and let him step on the track of four-wheel drive. The track was deformed immediately, and the parts on the track were scattered all over the floor. We were shocked at once, from joking at first to arguing with each other. The students next to him immediately invited the invigilator, Mr. Li, to see the "scene". "Teacher, someone stepped on the runway!" That classmate called in a hurry. We can't wait for a crack to come in After cordially understanding the situation with us, Mr. Li said seriously: "The runway has been severely deformed and can't be repaired, which will affect everyone's preparation for the city's four-wheel drive competition. What about damaging public property? " Guo Jie and I immediately promised to make amends as soon as possible. Teacher Li said earnestly, "You have the courage to admit your mistakes, and your honesty is not bad, but you must be careful not to patronize yourself and bring losses to others or the collective." Later, our parents actively cooperated with the teacher, not only compensated for the loss of the runway, but also seriously educated us.
Now this incident is like an alarm bell ringing in my ear, reminding me not to get carried away for my own happiness, not to chase and fight too much, to keep collective things and care for public property in my heart, to be an honest child and to do more useful things for the collective!
A person I admire most.
Some people admire Ronaldo who is all-powerful on the football field; Some people admire Beethoven, a musician who can play countless beautiful music; Some people admire the learned Lu Xun; Some people admire ... and I admire my ordinary and great mother.
My mother works hard. When I was 4 years old, my parents took me to Shamujia town to work because my hometown was barren and poor. It's sunny and cold, and people are doomed. In the winter when I was 4 years old, my father was ill, and my mother silently shouldered the burden of life with her weak shoulders. She got up early in the morning and looked for a job everywhere in the dark, regardless of the snow. Because my mother is kind-hearted and hardworking, Zhang's work has not been finished yet, and Li's uncle and aunt have an appointment again. After many twists and turns, my mother finally found an experienced family clinic for my father. They made a wonderful comeback, and dad's illness finally recovered in this clinic. It was not until the following autumn that my father recovered. My mother continued to work, let my father rest at home, sent me to a large kindergarten class, and often supplemented my father and me with nutrition, but she was frugal, but my mother was always cheerful and didn't complain. When she is free, she also teaches me to draw. From that moment on, my mother planted a seed of painting in my heart.
Mom is smart and capable. The next spring, my mother wouldn't let my father do rough work for fear that he would get sick. She learned to make rice bean jelly in her hometown. In spring, her mother cooks rice bean jelly at home, and her father sells it by bike. The rice bean jelly made by her mother was praised by everyone. In autumn, my mother asked my father to go to my hometown to collect dry cigarettes. After coming back, my mother and my father carefully picked up dried tobacco leaves. In winter, my father rode a bicycle to sell dried tobacco leaves. After three years of ups and downs, my mother had a little savings because of her diligence and thrift, and my father's bike was replaced by a small electric tricycle. Under the careful guidance of my mother, my painting has a certain foundation, and my mother sent me to a painting class.
My mother is not only my father's good helper, but also my good teacher. In my study, she often helps me analyze some difficult problems, gives me comfort and encouragement, and makes me stride forward in life and study rain or shine. Mother let our boat sail from the whirlpool to the steady current. This year (2009), our family opened two grocery stores. Dad got on a small container truck, three or five miles around selling groceries.
The business between mom and dad is getting hotter every day, but my mother is still so casual about her clothes, but the learning conditions and living standards she gives me are getting higher and higher every day. My mother is tolerant, kind and hardworking, and people at home and abroad sincerely admire her.
My mother is ordinary and great. She is too busy making money to enjoy life. The goal is to make me an admired Lu Xun and Xu Beihong. ...
Buy food for the first time
"The first time, how nice!" Is that really the case? I thought the same thing.
The long-awaited Spring Festival has finally arrived. This time, the family can have fun, because it is a treat. Mom is busy cooking and dad entertains guests. Because there were not enough people and I didn't buy all the vegetables, I was sent to buy vegetables when I was having a good time. Although I was extremely dissatisfied, I went anyway.
At the vegetable market, except for a few stalls, almost all the vendors went home for the New Year. I walked aimlessly and everything paid off. I came to the place where onions were sold. I can look at that man and think: he has a long beard and small eyes. He doesn't look like a good man. It's my first time to buy food, and I'm a little worried. What if he lied to me?
Just then, an aunt was buying food at a nearby booth, and I watched her learn. "How much is this cabbage?" "sixty cents" "it's so expensive, everyone sells it at forty cents, which is cheaper." "All right, fifty cents." The stall owner said helplessly. I see the old lady likes picking leaves very much. I thought to myself: that's all I said, take a deep breath and go to the place where onions are sold.
"How much is this onion?" I asked confidently. "Eighty cents a catty, ok?" The stall owner squinted and said. "It's too expensive. I've seen it. Other things sell for 60 cents. If it's cheaper, I'll buy two Jin. " The stall owner smiled and said, "Really? Now that the Spring Festival is over, all the onion sellers have left. It seems that I am the only one. " Listen to this in a sarcastic tone. I had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "I want two Jin." I saw him take some leafless onions and put them on the scale. When I saw them, I said loudly, "Slow down, others want more Ye Er. Do you think I am a child and lie to me? " The stall owner looked at me with surprised eyes and said, "Well, I'll give you a lot of leaves."
After paying the money, the stall owner smiled at me and said nothing. I was secretly pleased that I was not cheated by him. Trot all the way home, trying to get mom's praise.
When I got home, my mother took out the onion and said to me, "you child, you have done enough." Why choose onions with so many leaves? How can you eat them? " I suddenly realized the surprised eyes of the stall owner at that time.
If you don't climb the mountain, the mountain is rich and high; Don't face the deep stream, I don't know the thickness of the ground. Indeed, if you don't buy food, how do you know that you are knowledgeable? Only when you try for the first time can you get what you have never got.
Therefore, life should constantly try new life, so as to be rich and colorful.
Spider story
Today, I was lying in bed alone with my eyes half open and half closed. Inadvertently, I saw something black on the wall. I thought: Could it be a spider? Out of curiosity, I stood up and looked forward. Unexpectedly, it actually moved. Ah! It is really an "eight-legged freak"! I shouted in horror. You know, the insect I fear most is spiders, and this kind of spider is black and big, which is very scary.
Mother heard the crying and came over and asked, "What's the matter?" I stammered, "There are ... spiders here." Then she pointed to the spider on the wall. Who knows, my mother casually said, "What do I think? Isn't it spiders that make a fuss? It won't bite. What are you afraid of? " Say that finish and went out. I thought: What is a little spider afraid of? I am hundreds of times older than it! It can be pressed into patties with one finger. I think so, but my eyes are always fixed on the "eight-legged freak", fearing that it will climb into my crib. I saw it crawling and crawling. When it climbed to the edge of the air conditioner, it suddenly fell. My heart thumped and I stared at the spider. I didn't expect it to swing in mid-air. It turned out that this spider was doing acrobatics with the silk it spit out. When it has played enough, it rises like a spring. I sighed, but fortunately I didn't fall into my bed. Alas, it is so.
I feel happy for myself. I didn't expect it to climb to my crib at a fast speed. I was taken aback. The joy just now has vanished, followed by the heartbeat of "drumming", but this spider didn't know it at all and was still crawling to my crib. I jumped out of bed and touched my "savior"-grandpa, who saw this scene and tore up a newspaper. He put the newspaper in the path of the spider, waiting for it to "trap itself". I saw that spider really climbed up along the newspaper. Grandpa gently picked up the newspaper, opened the window and put the spider back into nature.
I asked my grandfather, "Grandpa, why didn't you kill the spider?" Grandpa smiled and said to me: "Spiders specialize in mosquitoes and are beneficial insects. We should protect them. " I nodded and thought: you can't just look at the appearance of a thing. Only by knowing more cultural knowledge can we better protect and utilize them.
There is always sunshine after the storm.
I remember reading a report that a pair of twin sisters, both disabled, can only be in wheelchairs for a whole year. But the two sisters have infinite yearning for life. They bravely faced the cruel reality and overcame it, so they chose the road of writing. However, only the sisters of primary school culture failed again and again. However, instead of falling down, they became stronger. Finally, they published the first edition, recording their years and setbacks, which was praised and recognized by the society and respected by people. Now, they are trying to swim to the other side of success, believing that the two sisters will create a brilliant tomorrow.
In retrospect, disabled people are so strong, not to mention those of us who are physically and mentally disabled. Every life comes to this world with hope, a chicken and a grass. Who among them didn't come to this world with difficulty? Therefore, we should grasp this beautiful life, even if there are more setbacks and difficulties, we should face them bravely and try our best to overcome them.
Indeed, life is actually wonderful. When you feel miserable and desperate, you might as well try to think and look at it from another angle. You will find that life is not as bad as you think, so you will find that life is so beautiful and full of sunshine of hope. It's actually quite simple. Close your eyes, take a deep breath and say to yourself, I can do it!
When fate closes a window for you, it will also open another window for you. Sunshine is always after the storm, please believe that there is a rainbow.
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2011-05-2216: 00 The Secret Point of Love E| Level 3
Although my cousin is 4 years old, she is very tall, one foot 1 m, 10. She is chubby, with small eyes and curved eyebrows like willow leaves, and she can't stop talking. Everyone likes her.
My sister is not only clever, but also sensible.
My mother told me. One day, her mother went to a relative's house. Her mother asked us to take care of her. My mother is not at home. Dad was very tired after work and fell asleep in the bedroom at once. My sister fell asleep in the big bedroom.
In the middle of the night, my sister woke up and cried when she saw mom and dad not around. She cried and cried, only to hear her father snoring. At this time, there was no light in the room, and my sister followed the snoring to find her father. She saw my father sleeping. I fell asleep beside my father without saying hello.
10, my mother came back and turned on the bedroom headlights, but I couldn't find my sister. My mother came to the small bedroom and saw my sister's eyes red with tears, lying in a bed with her father. When my sister woke up, her mother asked her, "Doudou, why don't you call dad when you wake up?" My sister cocked her head and said, "I don't want to wake my father." I'm afraid he has a bad rest. "Mom and dad laughed.
Is my sister smart and sensible? !
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2011-12-1612: 21wlsh0908 | Sixteen grades
Although grandma and I can't get along day and night, we can even meet once a year during the Spring Festival. However, she impressed me the most. Every time I think of her, my heart is warm and I can't help laughing.
My grandmother can't read, and her height is less than 1.5 meters. Because of working in the sun for a long time, her skin is tanned and her hands are covered with calluses. However, she has a very kind face, a bodhisattva-like heart and a spirit of struggle. You can give everything to your children and grandchildren.
Let's take last year when we went back to our hometown for the Spring Festival: we were only ten miles away from home, and we saw a thin figure standing on a distant hill, staring straight at the direction of our home. My father is short-sighted, so maybe mother and son are connected. Father said at a distance, "grandma is coming to pick us up!" " "I smiled disapprovingly at him." Can you see grandma so far away? "When we approached, it was grandma. She greeted me with a smile. She held me in her arms, stroked my face and said, "Peng Er is back. "Grandma's calloused hand stung my face, and I struggled to break free. Grandma looked at me in surprise, but soon recovered her composure.
When I go back to my hometown every New Year, I see my grandmother is always the first to go to work every day, but she is always the last to eat. She always said, "It's rare for you to come back and have a rest!" She is very distressed by me, and will work hard to cut camels and snails for me, take us to temple fairs and buy local products. Every day, she always tries her best to cook good food for us, which makes us have a good time.
The car drove away, looking at grandma's thin figure still standing still, my eyes were wet, and I thought: this is my favorite person! My grandmother, an ordinary 70-year-old man.
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20 10-05-27 19:50 repeat the same mistakes _ | level 4
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20 10-05-27 2 1:59 enthusiastic users
My sister likes music. I have been learning to play the electronic piano since I was 4 years old. He practices the piano for half a day every day. One day, I said to her, "Stop practicing and let's play chess." Sister said, "Sister, sit down and listen to me." Say that finish, play with your face. She plays the little girl who opens the sea. It's very nice.
I seem to hear the sound of running water: wow, wow, wow: I seem to have entered a music maze again. It's really good. I don't think I should have disturbed her just now.
My sister can also draw. In the competition in Nanjing, she won the third prize ... no matter what the teacher taught, she learned quickly. Once, when I was painting, my sister finished painting, sat aside and quietly painted my painting posture. As soon as I finished painting and washing my hands, she put the painting in my schoolbag. I didn't know it was my sister until I got home.
Sister is really naughty, don't you think?
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This is my sister, hehe!
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20 10-05-28 17:34 enthusiastic users
My sister likes music. I have been learning to play the electronic piano since I was 4 years old. He practices the piano for half a day every day. One day, I said to her, "Stop practicing and let's play chess." Sister said, "Sister, sit down and listen to me." Say that finish, play with your face. She plays the little girl who opens the sea. It's very nice.
I seem to hear the sound of running water: wow, wow, wow: I seem to have entered a music maze again. It's really good. I don't think I should have disturbed her just now.
My sister can also draw. In the competition in Nanjing, she won the third prize ... no matter what the teacher taught, she learned quickly. Once, when I was painting, my sister finished painting, sat aside and quietly painted my painting posture. As soon as I finished painting and washing my hands, she put the painting in my schoolbag. I didn't know it was my sister until I got home.
Sister is really naughty, don't you think?
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This is my sister, hehe!
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2011-12-0919: 09 Summer Night Xinxin | Level 4
In the past, whenever I saw a roadside garbage collector, I always held my nose and bypassed him. But through that incident, I was deeply impressed by him.
It was a dark summer, and in an instant, bean rain fell from the sky like a broken pearl. I had to run home because I didn't bring my rain gear.
On the road, I saw a grandfather who lived for more than 70 years to sweep the road. His bronzed face never smiles.
Maybe it is responsible for the work! Without rain gear, he braved the rain to chase the plastic bag that was blown away by the wind. I just stared at him on the side of the road. The wind stopped, and he bent down hard to catch the plastic bag. The wind seems to be teasing him and scraping the bag again. Grandpa knocked on his back again, stood up with difficulty, and grabbed the blown bag again. It is raining harder. I don't know whether I am crying or raining. Grandpa still desperately grabbed the naughty plastic bag. Maybe the wind was moved and it stopped. The bag fell to the ground, and grandpa reached down to grab the plastic bag. He straightened up and didn't know whether it was sweat or rain on his head. However, it is more sweat. He was soaked to the skin and struggled towards the pavilion. He looks older. He almost fell down several times. Tired, he finally fainted to the ground and the plastic bag flew to the sky. I hurried to help grandpa. It's raining harder, and my tears are flowing down again.
Grandpa left on that rainy day. But it was on that rainy day that I understood him. Whenever I walk on that road, I always seem to see my grandfather. Every time, I ran to him with tears in my eyes ...
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Before 2011-12-1:42m199911| level 3, whenever you see scavengers on the roadside, But through that incident, I was deeply impressed by him.
It was a dark summer, and in an instant, bean rain fell from the sky like a broken pearl. I had to run home because I didn't bring my rain gear.
On the road, I saw a grandfather who lived for more than 70 years to sweep the road. His bronzed face never smiles.
Maybe it is responsible for the work! Without rain gear, he braved the rain to chase the plastic bag that was blown away by the wind. I just stared at him on the side of the road. The wind stopped, and he bent down hard to catch the plastic bag. The wind seems to be teasing him and scraping the bag again. Grandpa knocked on his back again, stood up with difficulty, and grabbed the blown bag again. It is raining harder. I don't know whether I am crying or raining. Grandpa still desperately grabbed the naughty plastic bag. Maybe the wind was moved and it stopped. The bag fell to the ground, and grandpa reached down to grab the plastic bag. He straightened up and didn't know whether it was sweat or rain on his head. However, it is more sweat. He was soaked to the skin and struggled towards the pavilion. He looks older. He almost fell down several times. Tired, he finally fainted to the ground and the plastic bag flew to the sky. I hurried to help grandpa. It's raining harder, and my tears are flowing down again.
Grandpa left on that rainy day. But it was on that rainy day that I understood him. Whenever I walk on that road, I always seem to see my grandfather. Every time, I ran to him with tears in my eyes ...