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Updated on educate 2024-05-25
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  1. Anonymous users2024-02-11

    Write about something meaningful and pay attention to the details so that you can write long. Hope it helps!! Pay attention to the people, things, scenes, and things around you, and hunt for the materials you need when composing: you have to be right.

  2. Anonymous users2024-02-10

    The harvest of the summer vacation.

    Be a "parent" for the day

    Today I changed places with my parents, I became parents, they became my children, which I never imagined. Hehe, I'm so excited! I usually watch my parents work hard for the family, and I also want to share a little for them, but (add a "yes") they used to be always at ease with me, and never let go of me to try.

    I got up early in the morning, and when I saw that my parents were still sleeping, I hurried to Zhang Luo for breakfast. I went to buy soy milk, fried dough sticks, and rice dumplings, and at about eight o'clock, I woke them up (I said, your parents can really sleep), supervised them to wash up, and then we started breakfast. After eating, they went to work, and I washed the dishes and went grocery shopping (the money for the meal was bought at one time, why did I buy it twice).

    Don't worry, it's not a big deal for me to buy groceries.

    I'm going to make them hot pot fish, stir-fried peas, cabbage soup (it's amazing, they can do it). These dishes are easier to make, because I can buy the base for hot pot fish. What I want to buy is fish, hot pot base, green onions, coriander, vegetable peas, ginger, garlic.

    When I came back from grocery shopping, I started doing housework and tidying up my room. Then I cleaned up, and our house was always clean, and I swept the floor and mopped the floor, which made me feel very relaxed. After sweeping the floor, I made the bed and started playing on the computer until my parents came back.

    At noon, my parents were eating work meals in the company, so I warmed up the meal that I didn't finish yesterday and ate it by myself.

    I had never cooked before, only instant noodles, and I was so ashamed that I had to consult my mother. The fish was cut open and washed, and my mother taught me to wash the vegetables, first wash the coriander and green onions, cut them well, cut the ginger and garlic into slices, then wash the vegetable peas, and pinch off the head. When I was done, I started cooking, I scooped the rice, added some water, and put it in the rice cooker.

    I barely managed to make the fish, I tasted it, and it was okay, after all, my mother is a master. After cooking the fish, I started to stir-fry, and I felt happy when I got it done at the risk of being splashed with oil. By this time the meal was almost ready, I exclaimed

    Prepare to eat. And put the dishes and chopsticks in place, Mom and Dad looked at the table of clear soup and vegetarian dishes, and their appetite was not very good (what Mom and Dad said), while I had a big appetite, and one person ate two bowls of dry rice, and they were dumbfounded. In the end, it's still a homemade meal!

    After dinner, my parents went to watch TV, and after I washed the dishes, I fetched two basins of water to wash my parents' feet. Holding their feet made me feel fulfilled and satisfied.

    I quickly shook my head and thought to myself:"Do you think being a parent is so comfortable? (I'm going to be tired!)

    I smiled and didn't speak.

    This activity made me realize the hard work of parents, they are really not easy, I used to be so naughty, I am really embarrassed. Being a parent is tiring, but seriously, if I were given another chance, I would still be willing to be a parent for my parents again (do more housework for them and make them relaxed).

  3. Anonymous users2024-02-09

    If you think about anything memorable, write it down.

  4. Anonymous users2024-02-08

    Friend, where have you been?

  5. Anonymous users2024-02-07

    A journey of discovery.

    We are accustomed to asking what has happened, "Why is this happening?" "No one will give you an answer, and even if there is an answer, we can't change anything.

    Things have happened, whether they are good or bad, we can only learn to accept them, why haven't we learned to explore?

    George Bernard Shaw said, "I dreamed of something that never happened, and then I asked, 'Why can't it be?' "Dare to dream, dare to explore, this is what we should pursue.

    An interesting discovery in the history of chemistry is the benzene ring. Chemists discovered this substance, racking their brains and not being able to come up with its structure. He tried again and again, and finally in a dream he saw two snakes, the snake was twisted, and the head of the last snake bit the tail of the other snake, and the other snake did the same.

    The chemist was startled and exclaimed, "Why can't this be?" "After that, the structural formula of the benzene ring was discovered, isn't that a spirit of exploration?

    We are so used to being in bondage that we gradually lose the ability to explore. I am used to escaping the unknown, and I lack the courage to meet it. But I understand what it's like to be bound and yearn for freedom to explore.

    I like to be imaginative and think about boring questions, but I don't find it boring, I feel relaxed. When the mind is uncontrolled and flies into outer space, it becomes an exploration.

    Explore nature and observe every creature in nature, even if it is as small as an ant, it has a meaning for its existence; Exploring knowledge, swimming in the sea of books, exploring the ocean that has never been appreciated, at that moment, life becomes so fulfilling; Exploring emotions, thinking about everyone who loves me, thinking about everyone I love, the joy of exploration is everywhere.

    Exploration is the source of all things, and I believe that without it, everything would have stagnated and lost its color. When the monkey tries to walk on two legs, humans appear; When Newton picked up the apple, the substance appeared; When Beethoven plays the music, the art is perfect. All this is about exploration, and we must take the first step bravely, no matter how difficult and difficult it is waiting for us, how difficult and unknown, we must take this step.

    My journey of discovery has begun. Looking back on the past, recalling those histories, exploration can make people stronger. The future is white, and he awaits me.

    I'm going to explore everything I didn't dare to question before, whether it has a result or not, I just have an answer, an answer that I don't regret. I am not afraid of other people's eyes, I have this belief as my strongest backing. I'm going to shout, I'm going to question:

    Why can't it be? I don't want to be pitiful and ask, "Why is this happening?"

    Everything is in my own hands, the future belongs to me, and I have to make decisions for myself. Whatever you meet, I'm going to move forward.

    Hope it helps!!

  6. Anonymous users2024-02-06

    A journey through time. When you recall your experience from childhood to adulthood, you should be grateful to your parents and teachers.

  7. Anonymous users2024-02-05

    This is written about happy things.

    I have many happy things, such as: games make me happy, family gatherings make me happy, birthdays make me happy... …But the happiest thing for me was that I scored 100 points in the Chinese test this semester.

    In the fifth unit of the Chinese test, when the test paper was sent down, I carefully read the questions, read the questions, do the questions, after a while, it was done, I did not hand in the paper immediately, but carefully checked twice before handing in the paper, after the test, I knew that I would definitely be able to score 100 points, so I hoped that the teacher could send the paper down as soon as possible, and after a day, the test paper was sent down, I looked at it, ah, I really scored 100 points, I couldn't believe my eyes, and then I looked closely, it was still 100 points, I was very happy. After school, I happily ran home and showed my parents the papers, and my mother said happily: "I did a good job in the exam this time, and I will definitely do well in the exam next time."

    Dad said: "Doing well in this exam does not mean that you will be able to do well in the exam every time in the future, I hope you will not be proud, but make progress with an open mind." I listened to my parents and said confidently

    I'll be able to do it. ”

    That night, I couldn't sleep for a long time with a 100-point paper.

  8. Anonymous users2024-02-04

    Mom's love is selfless and great, but I don't know how to cherish it - I remember one time, I was on the Internet until 11 o'clock, and my mother said, "Xiaokai, go to bed quickly, I have to go to school tomorrow!" I said

    Got it, got it. "I said that, but I was still immersed in the Internet. Twenty minutes later, Mom said again

    Are you going to sleep? If you don't sleep, I won't want you to go to school tomorrow. When I heard my mom say that, I reluctantly turned off the computer.

    It can be seen that my mother is very concerned about my studies. But I couldn't understand it, and I always thought that my mother scolded me for not loving me.

    Another time, my results came down and I got 85 points, and when I got home, my mother immediately scolded: "I told you not to play on the computer so late, do you regret it now?" "I looked at my mom with angry eyes from time to time, and thought:

    Knowing that I didn't do well in the exam, you still scolded me, didn't it make me lose confidence. In this way, my mother and I gambled for a whole day.

    It was only now that I truly understood that my mother scolded me for learning the lessons of the last time. From now on, I must cherish this selfless and great mother's love.

  9. Anonymous users2024-02-03

    Think for yourself, we don't always write the essays you write. Here's a title for you: I learned

  10. Anonymous users2024-02-02

    One piece special.

    In the blink of an eye, the door of childhood has slowly closed to me. Recalling the past, there are joys and sorrows, happiness, and vitality......But there is one thing that I remember vividly.

    On the afternoon of the week, because there were guests coming in the evening, my mother took me to the farmer's market, which was crowded with people because I still had to buy pens. In desperation, we came to a small vegetable stall on the side of the road to buy vegetables. The stall owner is an old man, and at first glance he knows that he is an authentic old farmer who has suffered a lot of weather.

    Mom went up to ask for the price and began to negotiate with him. But the vegetable seller was calculating, and he refused to lower the half-dime. I was impatiently urging my mother next to me, and my mother was also anxious, so she hurriedly weighed the food and paid for it, and left in a hurry.

    Who knew that halfway through, my mother found that the key was missing, what should I do? There will be more guests coming later! Thinking of this, my mother had a disappointed expression on her face.

    You must have forgotten it in that stall, and if you lose something, who will return it to you, let alone the old man who cares about it. You think you're unlucky! ”

    After a fierce ideological struggle, my mother decided to go back and try our luck, so we ran in the direction of the market again.

    It was late afternoon when I got there, and there weren't many people in the market. In the dim light, we saw that the old man was still there, his eyes looking around, as if waiting for someone. My mom and I walked up, and the old man recognized us, and he handed the key to her with his calloused hand, and she nodded to him knowingly, and all three of us smiled happily.

    Looking at the simple old man in front of me, what else can I say? A sense of guilt arises. I wish the old man a safe life!

  11. Anonymous users2024-02-01

    I remember a few years ago, in the summer, I was peeling shrimp at the door, preparing for my mother to make braised shrimp balls. I don't know why, I looked back at the shrimp head I peeled off, and obviously saw the angry and hateful eyes of the shrimp, but in particular, some of them looked at my shrimp with pity. I want to ask my religious friends whether human beings should kill or not, but why don't other religions except Buddhism emphasize the issue of killing, so I really wonder what I should do.

    Since then, I have rarely eaten shrimp.

  12. Anonymous users2024-01-31

    Buddhism, Taoism, philosophy. It's all written by people. And all things come from nature, and everything that grows in nature is alive, and without life it cannot grow.

    If a person does not kill, can he still live in nature? It's just that with the establishment of the law, the nature of killing is different. The human heart is good from birth, but some people change with the change of society.

    As long as you don't break the law by killing. However, for the sake of your health, it is better to eat more fresh and natural fruits and vegetables, and it is better to eat less meat.

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