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Buy a composition book and believe in yourself!!
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What grade are you, if you're in elementary school or junior high school, you can write it like this, and write it as a narrative.
Let's just say where you went to your hometown to play one day, what exactly you wanted, and then you dreamed at night that it had changed, and you had to imagine what it had become, and of course you wanted it to become very good, and you had to describe it specifically, and finally you woke up, and you knew that it was a dream, and I hoped that my hometown would have a better future.
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When you are tired and weak, the elegant fragrance and mellow beauty make you refreshed; Mother is a bright moon in the night, when you wander helplessly, the soft light and meaning bring you out of the ...... confusionEvery time I think of my mother, my heart is very warm. I really want to say to my mother, "Mother, it's so warm when I think of you!"
I always thought that my mother was very nagging, and I couldn't bear to suffer in both ears, and sometimes I even rudely confronted her. Later, I realized that I was wrong. A mother's nagging is a kind of love, a different kind of love, a real love, which is the embodiment of care, a symbol of love.
When I was a child, I often ran out to play with my mother behind my back, regardless of my mother's anxiety and sadness at home. When I came back, my mother first nagged, but then kissed me on the forehead, and then just quietly hugged me, my mother's arms were so wide and warm. You may be used to it all, but you can't forget it.
Perhaps my mother's nagging has become the music of my soul, and if I don't listen to it for a day, I seem to have lost something, wandering helplessly and at a loss; Perhaps my mother's nagging has become my motivation to move forward, and it is only under my mother's urging that I can go faster and more energetically. Now, I really want to say, "Mother, when I think of your nagging, it's warm."
I always think that my mother is very stingy and can't bear her suffering, but sometimes I can't find words to comfort my mother. A mother's pettiness turned out to be a kind of love, a greater love. My mother was poor and lost her father when she was a child, but my mother was strong, optimistic, and enthusiastic.
Later, I found out that my mother was stingy, she had not changed a new dress for three years, and I wore new clothes every year, the same year as before, and never worried about clothes. Maybe this is the great mother's love, sacrificing oneself for the sake of one's son, and being satisfied. My mother used to work in a car wash, and the winter in Wuxi was a little cold, but my mother was stingy with the money of that pair of gloves, which caused her hands to frostbite and fester, and I couldn't express my feelings at that time, sad, sad, self-blame, regret......Perhaps all these words could not describe my mother's guilt and gratitude, so she often choked up, and even her eyes were moist and blurry, unable to express the emotions in her heart in words.
Now, I really want to say, "Mother, it's warm when I think of your nagging and stinginess." ”
It's not that I can't write about my mother for my mother's sake, I just choked up on Chunhui's selflessness, Chun Silkworm's regretlessness, thinking of my mother, it's really warm. But I am afraid that my clumsy pen will ruin the great image of my mother, even though she is just one of many Oriental mothers.
I always thought that I had grown up, I always thought that I was strong, and I always thought that I was not easy to cry, but when I thought of my mother, I became very fragile and couldn't stop the tears from flowing. In the mother's body, I saw the noble qualities shared in the Oriental mothers, they loved their children, "hope that their sons will become dragons, and their daughters will become phoenixes", for which they have paid a lot. I have to say that the Mother of the East is great and strong!
I am warm when I think of you, my mother!
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In life, there are many things that people can complain about, such as not eating well, sleeping too little, ......What I complained about the most was going to all kinds of cram schools.
My academic performance was not very good in the class, so my parents enrolled me in various cram schools. There was already a lot of homework, but now there are so many cram schools that I can't keep myself busy, and sometimes, I can't wait to burn all the cram schools, and burn them all down!
But what can I do, my parents' orders will not be disobeyed! You can only go hard, even if you are unwilling! No, the alarm is going off again, and my nightmare is about to start again!
I quickly put on my clothes and pants, packed up the mess after doing yesterday's problem until late at night, and hurried to take the bus to "work" like an adult! Looking at the tired adults in the car, I also felt sympathy. But the difference is that people are adults, working hard for their own lives and families, but what about me?
Am I still just a kid in their eyes? This wonderful holiday should have been a part of my happy childhood, and it was also a reward that should have given me a semester of hard work, but I was deprived of it! The reprimand of my parents last night sounded in my ears again - "You don't go and try it!"
If you have the ability, why don't you give me an excellent test? The resentment in my heart couldn't help but be aroused again!
With indignation, I finished the whole day of tutoring. When I got home in the evening, I still had a look of complaint on my face. When my mother heard me coming back, she hurriedly came out of the kitchen, and rushed to help me get my schoolbag without taking off her apron
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We each work hard for ourselves, far away from home, we have touched too much when we are young, and we don't think it is, there are too many helpless and too many troubles, all like the cold migratory birds and arrows in the cold north wind in winter, and experience the desolation of tears and snowflakes in the winter wind and snow at the same time, so that each of our young people realizes that we must persistently persist in order to the future!
Now, while we are still young, we are each working hard, and we are suffering setbacks and social complexities! After encountering too many failures, I will still give myself a smile and tell myself that we are still young! Yes, while we are still young, hurry up and work hard!
While we are still young, we still have too many days to look forward to, because we still have this age when we should dream, dream, and chase dreams, because we are still working tirelessly, because we are still persevering with our hearts - whether it is in the present and the past, or in the days to come. So, our capital is only young, and the rest we have nothing! And it is precisely because of this that we need to look farther and more practical in our young days, and we should be more persistent and persevering!
We can't stop the passage of time, we can't keep the beauty of youth, and we can't refuse the end of life ......In such a situation, we need to spend more time on useful time while we are young, and do it with a persistent heart.
While we are still young, the heart of perseverance will always be young, and the young heart will no longer be enriched in the light and shadow, it is just emptiness! While we are young, we should work tirelessly to make the best of times!
While we are still young, persist to the end, while we are young, we are persevering together! Looking forward to our brilliant tomorrow!
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Get close to nature.
Turn around and step into the winding trail of the distant mountains.
As soon as you step into the flower-stained woods, you will be surrounded by a strong fragrance. In the damp mist, the fragrance of the earth, the faint fragrance of the flowers, and the fragrance of the new grass all hit your nose without reservation, reviving your numb sense of smell. The winding path leads to the secluded place, the falling flowers are colorful, and the whirling dance is down, laying out the past of lifting and overlapping together.
So, from the splendor of the land, you see your childhood that you have no time to remember. There are laughter, tears, reunions, and parting ......Before you know it, you step into a bamboo forest, and the bamboo plants are majestic and majestic, like a wise man with fairy wind and bones, like a saint with fluttering clothes. They will come out in the dark to be revealed.
Gather together in twos and threes, put the wine in the wind, sing to the moon, transcendent and contented. Your hand stroked the jasper-like bamboo leaves, imagining that Su Dongpo, who was walking in the bamboo forest, was also the same as you at this moment, intoxicated with a smooth, delicate and slightly cool touch. The wind is blowing, and the green waves are surging.
You seem to see Wang Wei leisurely holding the piano and playing solo, and hear his soft chant passing away with the wind: "People in the deep forest don't know, the bright moon comes to take pictures."
Out of the forest, it was already sunset. The faint afterglow in the distance, although it washes away the lead, it still changes color and luster, and is full of color: orange yellow, red, slightly purple, and green daisy.
The insects between the leaves chirped, sometimes singing, sometimes low back to sadness, like a female lyricist full of thoughts. Such a sound of insects completely wakes you up from the chaos of the day. A series of deep and shallow cow hooves on the ground lead you to the exit of the forest.
Suddenly, there was a sudden opening up: several farmhouses were scattered and smoked. In the neat vegetable bed, the busy figure of the peasant woman is shuttled.
The eyes of the old cow are moist and sincere. You seem to see yourself as a child, stepping on the different shades of the cow's hoof nest, draped in the afterglow of the sunset, passing by the vegetable garden of the farmer's house, and the neighbor Zhang Damiang inside affectionately calls your nickname ......
was indulging in memories, and suddenly, the sky was full of silver light, and Qiong Yao was everywhere; Looking up, it is already the stars twinkling, the moon hangs on the tip, I have never seen such a moon, like a flying mirror, illuminating the universe, reflecting the mountains and rivers Do you think of the city's high-rise buildings, squeezing the sky into pieces, and the plump moon is pressed with yellow muscles In this lonely night, the clear spring is dingdong, the moon shows its fairy beauty, and the shadow in the water is ethereal Yulu Lingling, is there a shark on the shore to the moon beads? The flowing water is bubbling, the jade pot is turning, and it seems that there will be a goddess in the water, like a frightening dragon, enjoying the moonlight ...... with you
You lie still in the grass, greedily breathing in the scent of grass until they stain your lungs. At this moment, you have already thrown the hustle and bustle of the city into the clouds; At this moment, you are not satisfied with being close to nature, but praying to be able to integrate into her surging blood, surging, and eternal.
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Dear Dad:
Hello! In the blink of an eye, you have been working for half a month, and now I miss you very much, every.
When my classmates talk about their father, I hide in the corner alone, secretly shed tears, whenever I sleep, I have to hug your ** into a sweet dream, sometimes I hear the door ringing, I think you are coming back from work.
But when I opened the door, I saw not you, but someone else, Dad, you disappointed me again and again, and made me feel that you don't want me anymore.
I remember that before, you said that I had too many shortcomings, and asked me to correct them in time, but I.
If I didn't listen to you, I now realized that you are for my good, and I want me to study hard and become a person who contributes to society in the future. Since you left, I have made up my mind to study hard, so that you can come home and see the certificates one by one, and say yes affectionately.
Not long ago, classmates too.
Knowing that you have been working for a long time, I will burst into tears when you show off her dad in front of me and say that he bought her a lot of cute toys. Sometimes, I think you are very ruthless, leaving us to work in other places, making me often cry in the corner, and only later did I realize your good intentions, you want to provide for me and my brother to go to school, in order to support the family. When I dream, I often see your unkempt hair, busy figure, and I thought.
He said, "Daddy, take a break!" ”
Dad, the exam is coming up in a few days, I am now fully prepared to meet the challenge, write to you in a few days, wait for my good news, you will be very proud of me at that time, proud of my sensible daughter!
Wishing you: good health! Works well!
Your daughter: **
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