Essay My War with So and so , more than 5oo words

Truly! Together for a lifetime! When together?

Such? This time? So I!

Really? So. Neither are you when you're at home?

You? That's it? Will you have something?

When we were together, I really felt like I was because of one. Spotless to become the last one. It's good to be together.

Same at home? My attitude to life these days! So, at home, don't let others feel unworthy of me?

I'm all these days.

My dad has big bright eyes, a straight nose standing on his face**, and a big mouth like dragon fruit underneath, big enough to stuff a steamed bun. The most distinctive thing is that it also has a "football face"!

Not only does he have a football face, he's also a football fan! I heard my mother say that my father loved to watch football games since he was a child, and sometimes he forgot to do his homework in order to watch football, so he was scolded by the teacher.

There is one thing that is also quite interesting to say: once, I was reading a book in my room, my mother cooked dinner, and was about to call me out to eat, when I heard my father's loud voice, which pulled me out of the sea of books, I thought something had happened, I hurriedly ran out, it turned out that my father was watching a football game again, so I complained to my father: "Stinky father, dare to disturb Miss Ben's mood, see how I clean you up!"

After that, I went to the dining room to have lunch with my mother. Only my father is still in the ** football game, and he can't even take care of food. Mom had to bring the rice to the coffee table, and muttered a few words from time to time, but Dad was watching it with relish, how could he eat the food on the table, and he had already eaten the ball game as a meal.

My mother and I had no choice but to go back to the house to rest, and my father saw that it was about one or two o'clock in the middle of the night, and he fell asleep when he looked at it, and still called in his dream: "Ronaldo, come on, ..."When I saw that I was crazy, I would even use my toy bobo ball as a football kick, and the ball was almost out of breath, and I had no choice but to "hit the ball into the cold palace".

Anyway, my dad is such a die-hard football fan, and during the World Cup, there was a lot of trouble at home, which was angry and funny.

My war with time.

Look at the grave, full of flowers, how beautiful you long, all over the mountains, do you still feel lonely? —Epigraph.

On the day of the Qingming Festival, I ran to my grandfather early in the morning with a large bouquet of fresh lilacs. "Grandpa, are you okay living in another world? Do you hear your granddaughter's daily call to you? ”

Lilacs are still blooming, love, because of the existence that once existed-"Haha, now that my granddaughter has grown up, she will definitely be good to me, we are women at the same time, you can talk about your heart, are you envious?" Grandpa would only say "En", his eyes always looked at me unconsciously, and his eyes were full of tenderness and anxiety, as if he wanted to ask urgently: "Is this really the case?"

And I always laugh and don't answer.

Grandpa, you don't need to worry, because I love you and love grandma even more. I am willing to tell you anything in my heart, when I am happy, I tell you my happiness, when I am sad, I pour out my grievances to you. When I'm angry and unhappy, you always take out a small bouquet of lilacs and put them in front of my eyes, smile and say to me:

Good granddaughter, look, how beautiful the lilacs are, no matter how unhappy you are, the lilacs will laugh at you! I smiled. Grandpa has always been my listener.

I rejoice with him. When I was a child, I felt that my grandfather's smile was only for me, and he was very serious to everyone, including his own children and my brother, and only when he was with me, he would show a bright smile.

When I was a child, I always liked to snuggle up in my grandfather's arms, and he would tell me stories, and I would listen quietly, and he would tell me jokes, and we would laugh together......

When his grandfather retired, he stayed at home and planted many of his favorites in his yard – lilacs. He took care of them carefully, as if grandpa's joys and sorrows were in touch with the little flowers. Grandpa liked to take care of the little flowers with me, and we also named them, this pot of "Flowers of Happiness", that pot of "Guardian Flowers", and another pot of ......As for why, only I know.

When I was older, my grandfather no longer hugged me, but I held hands and talked about my life and my ideals; My grandfather told me about his life experiences and debated the differences between my grandfather and my studies.

Happy times are always short-lived, and I can't help but cry when I think about the past. On the day of grandpa's death, the lilacs also withered one after another, flowers, are you also sad and crying for grandpa's "goodbye"?

Holding the lilacs in my hand, standing in front of my grandfather's grave, tears soaked my cheeks, and the pot of lilacs in front of my grandfather's grave bloomed so vigorously and beautifully, "Grandpa, you must be very happy in that world!" "I stood in front of my grandfather's grave for a long time, letting the wind blow my hair ......

I looked up at the sky, wiped away my tears, smiled, and shouted to the sky, "Grandpa, you must be happy!" ”

My war with my tablemates.

My tablemate Luo Zifan and I are a veritable pair of rivals at the same table. The two of us, you fight for me, and you won't let anyone.

At one point, we started to divide into three or eight lines. With a ruler between the two of us, I call it the three-dimensional "38th line". If anyone overtakes the other's line, the consequences will be serious and unimaginable. For example, the other party can hit the other party, or give a little food.

How I wish I hadn't sat with this pesky guy anymore in a seat change. But God was against me, and I didn't dare to go against heaven's will, so I had to sit with this nasty ghost again.

One day, after the evening self-study, I began to clean my school bag. But Luo Zifan stepped on my stool when I wasn't paying attention, and then I knew he had a good show. I cleared my throat and said to him:

At this point, you have exceeded your scope and must be enforced according to the law. "Then prepare to give him a punch. He said, "Woo, the heroine of the female middle school, you spare me, I have no eyes."

Then, while I was proud, he stepped on my stool again. I was helpless at this point, so I stepped on his stool. He has stepped on mine again, and I have stepped on his.

At this time, Teacher Fang came. The two of us are no longer singing, and we will definitely be criticized again, and it is very serious, and the two of us have to be cheeky to help each other wipe the stool, at this time, how unwilling I am.

Soon after, the two of us separated. I said to him, "I hope I won't be at the same table with you for the rest of my life." "But it's even worse for me to change to a new tablemate, and I regret it. How nostalgic I was for my happy war with Luo Zifan.

The "war" between me and my mother is never-ending. Why do you say it never stops? Because we are "fighting" all the time. No, there was a wolf smoke "big war" tonight...

After dinner, the whole family went downstairs for a walk, and it was a bit boring to go around in a big circle, so my father said, "Hey, why don't we have a competition?" "What a competition," my mother and I said in unison, "of course it's a word competition!"

game, the word "I asked in confusion." "That's right! My father, who loves to light gunpowder, said.

A big war has begun! Dad said: "Please invite Zhang Xinrui, the captain of the red team, and invite the mother of the captain of the lotus team!"

First of all, the contest is an "abb" word test! I confidently said: "Green" mother is not to be outdone, "Hongtongtong" drinks, the formation is not small!

I thought in my heart, the accumulation of this little girl is not bad! No, I can't defeat her. "Bright and shiny", "bright and shiny", "white", "shiny", "black", "slimy", "gray", "loud", "mom is speechless for a while!

Dad spoke: "The countdown begins!" 10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1, I declare the red team win!

Mom didn't seem convinced, and said, "There are words to be tested in the ability to compete with AAB!" "No problem!

Innocent", "dignified", "down-to-earth", "clear", "clean", "neat", "trembling", "mom couldn't say it again, at this time, dad spoke: "The countdown begins, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, I declare the red team win!" ”

Now, you get it, right? The war between me and my mother is just a competition! And Dad is the real gunner!

Analysis of the test questions: This is a semi-propositional essay, and there are no prompts before and after the questions. Since this is the case, we can think about who we have had contradictions, what kind of contradictions they have, how they arise and how they develop, whether they have been solved, what are the methods of solving them, and what kind of process they have passed.

Of course, the object of this "war" is not necessarily "people", but can also be objects or mental states, such as "nature" and "inertia". After reviewing the question, you should first think about what you want to write about, what relevant materials you have, what theme can be reflected when you write it, and whether the theme reflected is positive. Of course, there can be many themes that can be reflected, such as embodying family affection, singing the praises of true feelings, and making appeals.

But no matter what we choose, in the process of thinking, we must grasp the principle of "familiarity", that is: familiar materials, familiar themes, familiar structures, we must choose our own easy-to-control materials, usually good at the structure, reflecting a positive theme idea. In this way, after thinking thoroughly, the topic will be completed, and finally the writing will be written.

Comments: The supplementary questions of the semi-propositional essay are very important, and the supplementary questions show the selection of materials, ideas, emotional attitudes and language ability of the composition, and also determine the success or failure of the composition.

A common way to complete a question: avoid raw and familiar. We can choose different angles when making up the questions.

The more familiar the angle and content, the greater the certainty we have when writing. To complete the topic, first of all, you must change the topic into the content you are familiar with, and start writing from the content you are familiar with and the genre you are good at; Turning the big into the small. Turning big into small is to choose a relatively small entry point.

Cut the topic from a specific perspective. Thus narrowing a relatively "large" topic to a relatively "small" topic; Use figures of speech. Those who can use rhetoric when making up questions can use rhetoric to make the essay smart and attractive, and at the same time show the ability to control language.

I love doves of peace very much, because when I see them, it's like seeing peace. They brought the hope of peace to the hearts of every child, made my heart light up at once, and at the same time opened a window to the heart in that beautiful field.

Through that window, I saw the vast blue sky, and the sky was full of doves of peace that conveyed affection, bringing care and longing to all parts of the country, making each other's hearts as warm and comfortable as lighting a stove. Flowers that symbolize peace bloom everywhere, and everything in the world calls for the beauty of peace.

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, shattering the peaceful tranquility. The war began, and suddenly, dark clouds covered the sky, and loud noises threatened one delicate flower of peace after another. The birds were smoky and bruised by the merciless bullets.

At this time, the cries of children, the cries of the people, and the cries of all spirits mingled. They long for peace!

However, bullets and cannons are merciless, and they continue to take innocent lives. "Why go to war, let the world return to peace!

All the people begged. Yet, the leaders of those countries are still fighting for their own interests. When the fighting stopped for a while, I saw such a tragic picture:

The once beautiful city has become miserable. Some cried over their dead loved ones, while others prayed for a quick end to the war. In this way, a beautiful place turned into a murderous hell.

The dove of peace flew away, and I had a wound in my heart that could not be healed. The people of the world need peace, stop the war, and let peace last forever.