Ask to write an essay on a person who is persistently pursuing, 400 words, and the reward is super h

My classmates It seems like just yesterday, we were in the first grade class with our eyes wide open and listening to the teacher's lecture. And these six years have passed in a flash, and in a blink of an eye, we have come to the stage of total review for the graduation exam. And in the past six years, how many ups and downs we have experienced, as the saying goes, "adversity sees the truth", this is not true at all.

Every classmate has their own bosom friend, and my friend is her.

To tell the truth, she is fat, dark, chubby with two small hands, and looks silly, but through her eyes, she sees the light of wisdom, and we affectionately call her "Meng Meng".

Meng Meng loves to help people very much. There was a famine in Guizhou, and people were like ants on a hot pot - round and round. Our school mobilized us to donate things to them, it didn't matter more or less.

When I first heard the news, the whole class was boiling, and everyone was discussing it enthusiastically. The next day, we arrived at school bare-chested, and we had forgotten all about it. And only Meng Meng, holding a large box of things, came panting, and the classmates saw it and were in an uproar.

She put her things on the ground, and they suddenly formed a small mountain, forming a "scenic spot" with clothes, school bags, books, money, and even her brand new pencil case. I thought to myself: What are you going to do with all this stuff?

Wouldn't it be nice to just grab something? Thinking about it, I walked up to her and asked puzzledly, "What are you doing with so many things?"

Wouldn't it be okay to just find something to deliver? You brought your new pencil case too, are you willing to do it? "I asked her a series of questions.

She said lightly: "This is what we should do, and the only thing we can do." Do you watch the Chinese compatriots suffer and be willing to do so?

It's a small thing, but it represents a piece of my heart. Only in this way will one side be in trouble and all sides will support! I was deeply moved by her words, thinking that she was so tall and I was so short.

Meng Meng is such a person, no matter how many you have, you always have to dedicate and dedicate

My dad is a soldier, 1.8 meters big, very powerful, and it is very appropriate to describe him as a tiger's back. He had a big rectangular face, and under his thick black eyebrows, his big eyes were always so bright. The reason why I admire my dad is not entirely because of his good looks, but more importantly, because he is conscientious and meticulous in his work; He is versatile in life; I was even more caring.

The busiest person in our family is my father, who often works overtime, travels on business trips, and always strives for the best in everything. In order to make his work more rigorous, he developed a good habit of keeping a work diary. No matter how late or tired he was every day, he had to conscientiously sum up the day's work and carefully analyze the reasons for successes and mistakes. For everything that will be done, he has made full arrangements in advance.

For more than 20 years, even when I was sick, I never stopped. Dad's work diary is half a bookcase, and this diary not only records Dad's work process, but also carries his dedication and pursuit of career and love for the army.

In order to sum up experience and do a good job in a timely manner, my father often published in some military magazines, expounding his views on military training and troop management, and introducing some effective examples. He also edited and published books such as the "Radio Communication Reference Manual" to contribute to the military's communications construction.

Dad is also very particular about life and often writes some poems and essays, which are published in some literary magazines, including a poem written like this:

The vast Gobi Desert is full of frolicking and delicate hearts.

The yellow sand dances all over the sky, and there is sweetness in bitterness.

This poem reflects the spirit of my father and his comrades-in-arms, who are willing to dedicate themselves to the peace of the motherland and the people.

Although my father is so busy, he often thinks about my studies and life, and cares about my growth. Once, when my father was chatting with me, he learned that I didn't like to sweep the floor and tidy up the room because I was afraid of being dirty, and he was usually amiable, so he said with a serious face: "You are picky and picky now, afraid of hardship and tiredness, how can you grow into a real person in the future?"

After that, whenever my father was at home, he would always encourage me to work and do some housework as much as I could.

This is my father, a good father who loves his career and understands life, and he is admired by me.

Pay the bonus in one hand.

Hand-in-hand composition.

Deal: No. What I have is the subject matter.

Remember a person who persistently pursues Some people say that youth is a timeless and flawless poem, because there is a pursuit and a dream, the long poem of youth is precious. It is precisely because of that persistent pursuit that my brother is getting more and more sunny on the road of youth. My brother is a man of persistent pursuit.

It was when I was in elementary school, my brother was facing the graduation of primary school, although the competition was not as fierce as it is now, but to have a good grade to enter middle school, is the hope of every graduate, although I didn't know what perseverance was at that time, but my brother's love for books, there is a problem must not let go of the spirit is deeply imprinted in my heart. Seeing my brother studying like a bookworm every day, I couldn't help but ask: Brother, you are already the first, why do you still study like this?

Faced with my question, my brother smiled heartily: Because I have a dream! Oh- I nodded my head in understanding.

That year, my brother was 12 years old. Maybe it's because of that dream, when I was in middle school, my brother fought so hard: when the morning sun first appeared, my brother began to memorize English in front of the writing desk; At the beginning of the lantern, my brother had already begun to gnaw on the book of exercises under the lamp......I only salivate for four or five hours a day, and I only use football with my classmates during recess every day, so my brother's lenses are getting thicker and thicker.

Sleepless all night for a topic, soaking in the sea of books for a sentence, and searching for the root of a word to the end, my brother will never end on the road of pursuing knowledge. How many times, naively, I said to my brother: take a break!

Play with me! Whenever this happens, my brother will stop and say to me: If the butterfly is not through the pain of the world, how can there be a beautiful flight in the fragrance?

I'm not very old, but I know it's a meaningful sentence. With this hard work, my brother walked into the door of the experimental middle school with a smile. It's still like that, reading hard with textbooks, checking dictionaries with dictionaries, practicing hard with exercise books, having the experience of competing with classmates, and forgetting the history of school with teachers.

Because of his brother's dedication to knowledge and his ideals, after three years of struggle, he was sent to Yanjiang University. My brother had a dream in his heart that he was going to carve out a piece of the sky by himself; My brother has a dedication to arm himself with knowledge. How many times I have studied hard under the lamp, all for the ideals that I have persistently pursued, how many times I have sweated, and all for the life that I persistently pursue, this is my brother - a young tide boy who persistently pursues knowledge and ideals!