This is also the third year of successful narrative essays, and I have succeeded in junior high scho

You can bring a video camera, a tape recorder, an in-depth observation of life, actively participate in life, and with sketching, writing diaries, writing observation notes and other forms, timely record family life, campus life, social life and other forms. When recording, it is necessary to grasp the details and grasp the characteristics of people, things, objects and scenes. In this way, the articles written are flesh and blood.

3) It is necessary to strengthen the accumulation of ideology. Opinion is the soul of the article. If the center of the article is not clear, or the idea is not profound, it often indicates that the author's thinking is superficial.

Therefore, it is necessary to create a "think tank".There are two ways: first, think well.

One more thought, one more harvest. "Usually think deeply, and ask more "why", "what", "how".In this way, we can see the essence through the phenomenon.

It is also necessary to record the "spark" of thinking and the conclusion of thinking at any time. The second is to compile, that is, to extract famous quotes, aphorisms, aphorisms, etc.

In short, it is necessary to strengthen the accumulation of composition, establish the three major writing warehouses of "vocabulary library", "material library" and "think tank", and regularly inventory, organize and classify them, and constantly enrich and expand them.

2. Learn to observe before writing a good composition.

I believe everyone has dealt with composition, especially the narrative that cannot be ignored in composition, narrative is an article that narrates the development process of a fact or event as it is, so that readers can clearly understand the fact or event. How should we write this type of essay? The following is my successful junior high school narrative, I hope it can help you.

One day during the summer vacation, my mother and father were not at home, and when it was time to cook, an idea sprung up in my head: try to cook by myself.

I began to imitate my mother's appearance and try to cook, first took out the "little white dots" from the rice bucket and put them in the rice pot, opened the water tap, opened the water and rushed widely, released the water, searched in the water with my hands, felt the feeling of the rice in my hands, carefully selected the sand and small stones of the rice, and then passed it twice with clean water, put the water on the back of the hand, and began to cook rice on the stove.

At this time, I had a new idea in my head: to see how rice is made into rice.

At first, the water bubbled up vigorously, like a child accidentally falling, and then slowly and struggling to get up, after 20 minutes, the small blisters and rice slowly merged. At this time, I turned the fire on a little lower, sat in a folding chair and read, looked at it, and unconsciously fell asleep and fell asleep.

At noon, when my mother came home from work, she asked, "Linlin, what are you doing at home?" Why does it smell burnt?

My mother's shouts woke me up from my dreams, and I jumped up and immediately ran over to turn off the fire, and when I saw it, it was not good, the rice was burnt, and the smell of burnt food was smoky. I thought that I was going to be beaten and scolded by my mother this time, so I lowered my head and cried with my head drooping, "Mom, I originally wanted to cook a meal for you to eat, but I fell asleep just now and burned the rice pot."

But who knows, my mother not only didn't blame me, but said gently: "It's okay, isn't it just a rotten rice pot, there is a learning and practice process for everything, and you don't know how to learn to do it." However, this is a very dangerous matter, and we must learn a lesson, and whatever we do in the future, we must do it wholeheartedly and do it well, and we must not be half-hearted.

I cried even more when I heard Nayyou's words, and then my mother took me in her arms and said, "Child, don't cry, mom will teach you to cook now." Suddenly, I stopped crying and started to learn how to cook with my mother.

Forty minutes passed, I opened the lid of the pot, and the fragrant smell of rice came to my nose, and I jumped up with joy and shouted, "I made it!" I did it!

Mommy is great! ”

Success brings me laughter, but also brings me infinite flaws, on the road of life, there is both the joy of success and the sadness of failure. On the way forward, no matter what difficulties and obstacles are encountered, we must not be afraid of the tail and rest on our laurels, but face the difficulties and overcome difficulties, and the final result is only two words "success", as the ancients said: "Failure is the mother of success." ”

I believe everyone has written essays, especially as a common style of narrative, narrative is a form of slippery lead style that expresses a certain center by describing people, time and objects, writing scenes, etc. How should we write this type of essay? The following is a 500-word narrative essay on junior high school that I have carefully compiled behind my success, I hope it can help you.

Behind the glamorous beauty of every successful person, there are endless ups and downs and sadness. For us, every attempt, every bitterness, and every failure are laying the groundwork for our next success, and they all give us a different kind of sweetness.

There was a man who had failed thirty-five times in his life and succeeded three times in total. With less than a 1 in 10 chance of success, Thaksin was elected on the third success, and thereafter abolished black slavery and granted freedom and equality to black people. At the same time, he was also named number one among the 100 people who influenced America by The Atlantic!

That's right, his name was exactly that: Abraham Lincoln. His experience teaches us that if we are not afraid of failure, we will eventually usher in success.

In the first class of the layered walking class, the teacher explained to us the practice of drawing problems in the order of easy and then difficult, and I boasted that it was easier to solve this kind of basic problem'。But as the difficulty increased, I realized that I didn't understand it. After class, the teacher assigned homework, and I glanced at the question and was instantly blinded.

The intuitive feeling is: these questions are so difficult. My classmates also wailed.

At this time, a classmate said that he had done a good job, and I hurriedly went to him with a group of classmates to explain as if I had grasped a life-saving straw, only to hear him say: Draw a line like this first. I didn't understand it at all, but my classmates around me said I understood and walked away.

I'll be left there alone. What to do, am I so stupid? I was scribbling in my seat.

From time to time, I think back to the teacher's explanation and the method explained by my classmates, and then think about the method I have learned, and for a long time, I think of the construction principle of triangles, can I use this method to prove it? I quickly put it into practice, and sure enough, the result of this method was correct. I put down the pen and breathed a long sigh of relief, the hard work paid off!

Nietzsche also said: Without the obstruction of rocks, how can you stir up beautiful waves. If you want to be successful, you must fly against the wind, go through the wind and rain, and finally walk into the palace of success.