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Touched "Damn Composition! When I heard that the homework assigned by the teacher was writing an essay again, I couldn't help but mutter. I haven't been very good at writing since I was a child, maybe my brain cells in terms of language are not developed.
On the way home, I pondered the theme of the essay – moving. During the long journey, my thoughts also flew to the slow memory. Yes, there are so many touches in life, like a book of ten thousand books, that comes to my mind:
Mom works tirelessly every day for whether she can live a happy life; In order to be able to thoroughly understand a problem, the teacher patiently explains it over and over again; The classmates who are not usually familiar with me are obliged to use their bicycles when they are about to be late, and there are so many things that I am moved by that there is no ......end in sight
It's back! "Mom's voice interrupted my thoughts, it turned out that I had already arrived home, so many touches must be written the most touching one! But which one is the most moving?
As a high-quality student in the 21st century, I skillfully turned on the computer and used my knowledge to solve this problem, and when I sent out a request for help, and there was no reward, I don't think anyone would help me. But a miracle happened! A strange netizen from afar wrote a 500-word essay for me, and for a moment, my eyes blurred ......Tears slipped down my face involuntarily, yes, I found it!
The most touching thing in life!
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Writing ideas: establish the center, focus on the selection of materials, determine the key points, arrange the details, pay attention to the central idea of the article when selecting materials, and choose authentic, credible, fresh and interesting materials, so that the central idea of the article can be clearly and profoundly expressed, as follows:
The years have passed, and many things have faded away, but this one thing is still deeply engraved in my mind.
On Sunday mornings, my brother and I were at home and went to play in a nearby park. The view in the park was nice, and my brother and I ran around excitedly and soon ran profusely and sweated.
Suddenly, I noticed a strange excitement in my brother's eyes, so I looked in the direction of his eyes with curiosity, and saw a calm lake, and there was a large tree by the lake, branching out many branches. Before I could react, he ran to the side of the tree, and without thinking stretched out his hands to climb up, and halfway through the climb, he took the branch with both hands and swung it around like a swing.
Brother, come on, it's so fun. My brother waved at me happily while swinging, and had a great time.
Brother, come down, it's dangerous to play like this. "But my brother is on the rise, and he is willing to listen to me.
I looked anxiously at the gate of the park and said, "Aunt Caretaker is here, come down quickly." ”
When the younger brother heard that someone was coming, his hand panicked, and he didn't hold it, and the whole person flew out. The younger brother fell on the grass, still clutching a broken branch in his hand, and his hands and feet were bruised and injured. The aunt of the caretaker came, and the younger brother tried to escape, but he couldn't get up, and he was so frightened that he cried there.
The aunt was quite reasonable, she listened to me tell me what had happened, looked at her brother's wounds, and said, "Don't be so naughty in the future, it's too dangerous to play in this kind of tree." If a branch is broken, it can grow again, but if a person is injured, he will have to endure great pain, and he will not be able to do this next time.
Yes, what is the most precious thing for a person, of course, is health. In the days that followed, I often remembered what my aunt had said to us and never play some dangerous games again.
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One of the most memorable things I remember was when my dad took me fishing when I was seven years old, and I will never forget that excitement.
That day, the wind was beautiful, and my father drove me to the fish pond in the suburbs to fish. When I got there, I felt like I had entered a fairyland, surrounded by green trees around the fish pond, and there were flowers, grasses and butterflies on the ridges. The blue waves in the water are rippling, the blue sky reflects the water surface, and from time to time small fish drill out of the water, adding a bit of interest to the calm water surface.
I'm fascinated by it!
Suddenly, my father shouted, "Don't revel in the beautiful scenery, come and see me fishing." I happily ran to my father's side and sat down.
I saw my father open his backpack and take out a small bag of fish food. Sprinkled a lot of fish food into the fish pond in front of us. I asked incomprehensibly
Dad, why do you do this? Dad explained: "It's positioning, it's to attract the fish to make it easier to catch the fish."
Oh! I understand. Dad took out the rods, nets and towels, and then he put the nets into the pond with the pointed handles of the nets stuck in the dirt.
Finally, he took out the noodles and dipped them in the water and noodles in the pond with a towel. Roll the noodles into a small ball and hang it on the hook to make bait, and the fishing begins. Looking at Dad's movements, I thought that Dad must be a master of fishing.
Dad was very focused on fishing, and he didn't even blink his eyes, for fear that the fish would run away. I'm waiting left and right, why can't the fish take the bait? I'm impatient.
When my dad heard me muttering, he didn't even twist his head and said, "Don't be so anxious, you have to be patient when fishing, otherwise you won't be able to eat fish!" As he spoke, his father's eyes lit up, and he shook the rod violently, and a big fish followed ashore.
Wow, what a big fish! It turned out to be a big carp. "Dad, you're awesome!
I excitedly rushed forward to catch the fish, but the fish was so big and alive that I couldn't catch it with great effort, and it made me muddy, and my father looked at me and laughed. In the end, it was my father who helped put it into the fishing net.
We fished for more than three hours that day, and caught a total of about a dozen fish, large and small. On the way home, I was like a victorious general, singing and dancing, ecstatic! I will never forget that excitement.
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In the place where I longed for the most, there were so many things that happened that were cherished, unforgettable, joyful, and sad. One of them is deeply imprinted in my mind, and I still feel a little scared when I think about it, as if it just happened yesterday.
It was a Monday afternoon, and after school, I, as the leader of the student group on duty, hurriedly organized everyone to clean up. Some mop the floor, some sweep the floor, some wipe the blackboard, some move the stool, and are busy. Ay!
It's finally done. Everyone walked out of the classroom with their school bags on their backs.
When I got out of the teaching building, I suddenly saw a rockery on the lawn. On weekdays, many students go to climb, although I also want to go, but I am afraid of being discovered by the teacher on duty, and I am afraid of being deducted points by the duty week and supervision, so I have not dared to go. Now that the teacher on duty is gone, and the supervisor on duty and the supervisor are going home, isn't it a good opportunity?
I thought, so I put my bag on the ground and ran into the lawn.
I climbed up without much effort, at this time I felt as if I was on top, so I crossed my hands on my waist, stood on it vividly, stood for a while, I didn't feel enjoyable, so I began to "Golden Rooster Independence", one foot raised, and I also learned the appearance of Sun Wukong, put a hand on my forehead and looked into the distance. I became more and more proud, so I simply closed my eyes and danced wildly with my arms outstretched. Just as I was getting carried away, I suddenly felt unstable in my center of gravity.
Ah, the beautiful "golden rooster" has fallen. Luckily, there was a lawn down there, and I only had my legs bruised, otherwise I wouldn't have known what I would have been thrown into!
In the future, I will never do such a stupid thing again.
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I remember it was a sunny day. Dad and Mom took us to climb the first peak in our hometown - Naogong Mountain. We set off, at first, the car was running fast on the wide road, and later, the road turned into a small road that spiraled upward, and after a bumpy road, we finally reached the foot of Naogong Mountain, and the thought that we were about to conquer this peak was very excited.
We started to climb the mountain, and at first, I was full of energy, as if I had inexhaustible strength, jumping and jumping, and after a while, I left my father far behind, but gradually, my father caught up with me and overtook me. I had to chase my dad desperately, and by the time I reached the halfway point of the mountain, I was already sweating, panting, and my legs were shaking. I looked up at the top of the hill and thought:
It's too high, can I climb it? I began to doubt my abilities and said to myself, "Give up!"
At this time, my father turned his head and looked at me who was deflated, and he seemed to see that I wanted to escape. He said to me, "Mountaineering is not an easy task, it requires tenacious perseverance and determination.
Being a man is the same as mountaineering, once you have chosen a goal, you should be down-to-earth and wholeheartedly to complete, victory will not belong to those who give up halfway, it will always belong to the strong-willed. In just a few words, he said a profound truth, which I will never forget. So, with my father's encouragement, I forgot about my fatigue, and climbed to the top of the mountain.
Looking ahead: the mountains are undulating, flowing water and mountain streams, all the beautiful scenery is in full view, and there is an indescribable pleasure in my heart. After watching this picturesque scenery, I really understood the meaning of my father's words.
Since then, no matter what I do, no matter what difficulties I encounter, I can use my father's words to motivate myself and strive to move towards the goal I have chosen.
The steps or routines are as follows:
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