Essay that I could have given up. I could have given up a 700 word essay

Wear a red hat, the winter wind sways and I use warmth.

A little bit of mine is gone, and I'm going to give up.

In study, work and even life, many people have written essays, which can be divided into time-limited essays and non-time-limited essays according to the different time limits for writing. What kind of writing can be called a good essay? The following is a 700-word essay that I could have given up, just for reference, let's take a look.

A kind of anticipation held up a piece of my sky.

Inscription. Zeng Zihao, Zeng Zihao, Zeng Zihao ....... These three words kept echoing in my ears, and I lowered my head to the dust, and in the hot summer, there was even a "cold wind" blowing, scratching my face, and there were all kinds of piercing pain ......

I sat in my seat and waited for my fate to come ......

The voting officially began, and the classroom seemed very silent and serious. The wind outside the window suddenly stopped, the leaves stopped swaying, the flowers stopped swaying, and even the birds outside the window stopped singing. Everything seems to be waiting for good news, waiting for this sacred moment to come, and support Zeng Zihao's raised hand!

With the teacher's powerful voice, many students' hands popped out like bows and arrows, and their mouths were still chanting, "Brother Zeng, Brother Zeng......"They were so excited that they stood up and kept their hands on it'Swinging, like a fan call, I lowered my head to the dust again, and another "cold wind" blew in, cutting across my face, a piercing pain.

The wind was still blowing outside the window, ......

It was my turn to take the stage, but I couldn't move my steps. Give it up! Give it up! This thought took over my mind.

My table mate seemed to sense my loss, comforted me and said, "Don't be discouraged, you are great, with the expectation that there will be surprises, plum blossoms can bloom in the cold winter, and you can still bloom in our class with a unique brilliance." Her voice was very soft, like the tinkling spring water dripping into my heart, giving me great strength.

The wind is getting warmer, the leaves are swaying in the wind, the flowers are swaying, and the little birds are singing. Everything seemed to comfort me and cheer me on. I shook the hand handed over to me at the table, raised my head slightly, and slowly walked towards the podium.

Support Dai Yucong's raise of hands! As soon as the teacher's words fell, more than a dozen hands popped out one after another, they were like spring shoots, which made me see hope. "One, two, three....... Ten.

Four, ten. Five, ten.

Six, seventeen! ”

I won by one vote, and my table mates gave me a thumbs up, and their determined eyes seemed to tell me to look forward to it and never give up until the end.

I looked up out the window, and there was another gust of wind, but it was a warm breeze, which swept across my face and gave me infinite warmth. Plum blossoms can bloom in the cold winter, grass can grow in the crevices of things or stones, and it turns out that I can bloom in the class.