A simple essay, which kind person gave me guidance, thank you

Meaning on the shoulder.

Since the day we put on our school bags, we have bid farewell to our childhood and set off for another station in life. In those hazy days, the transition from a child to a teenager was completed, and the colorful schoolbag was a testimony of the ignorant years.

The first simple little happiness was: I finally had a beautiful school bag. Although it is not sinking, it carries a child's first dream, like a child with never-tiring wings. Since then, I have had the opportunity to soar and the courage I have been looking forward to for a long time.

Gradually, I'm growing.

When something is no longer fresh, all the reasons poured into it are so vulnerable. Carrying a schoolbag - I began to feel a little numb that it was my responsibility, so I no longer organized my textbooks and packed my schoolbag.

The hands of time pluck the beating heartstrings, so that the immature heart is full of vigorous vitality.

It was a regrettable time when I barely did anything for the bag in the corner, and at the same time, the quality ......of my studies was jaw-dropping to all who cared about me

One day, I suddenly realized ......The meaning of the existence of the schoolbag is that we can use it to create value, and we should take care of it while knowing how to cherish time.

Facing the contemplation of the school bag, you will definitely think of your lost past and the past that has passed, and Baiwei gathers in your heart. The days accompanied by a schoolbag are sketched in your mind, and the pain and exhaustion that you will never forget are immediately formed in your mind, or the joy and pleasure of success.

I gently stroked my bag with my hand and placed it on my lap. The bag was so heavy, because it had been filled with eight years, and every gap was occupied by memories; However, it is so light, and I am too stingy for the value I create for it.

The schoolbag is a testimony to our growth. I felt as if I had gone back to eight years ago, and the feeling of happiness lingered in my heart again. Oh, yes! Children with school bags on their backs are the happiest.

The past is still the same, and trivial things are hard to keep.

I knew that my bag and I would have a better way to go, and it was heavy on my shoulders, just because it carried different meanings.

The answer was on September 1st of that year, and I thought to myself that I was jumping and jumping here like a deer, and my heart was so happy to see you! Since then, a young childlike heart has been buried deep here. In the first and second grades, we walked to and from school hand in hand, side by side, and did not understand the meaning of the word shyness.

In the third grade, we sang happily and worked hard together for victory, as if we were like one person. In the fourth grade, I was on duty for the first time, and I thought it was a wonderful thing, I could manage a lot of students, even older than us, and I will never forget that innocence. Slowly, we grew up, and before we knew it, we grew up from a little kid who was spoiled by our parents to an ignorant teenager.

In the fifth grade, we are so shy, and we have a little bit of the idea of "men and women can't stand it", the girls are so reserved, and the boys are still arrogant, a little speechless. Time flies, in the blink of an eye, we have become prospective graduates, we have become sixth-grade students, we have become the "leading boss" of the school, wandering around the campus unscrupulously, and our personalities are becoming more and more willful, and the angry teacher is screaming. When I was in sixth grade, I met someone who made me happy, relieved, happy, and had a sweet feeling (smelly, thank you).

In the sixth grade, we will never hold hands anymore, and we will never play that childish game again, but we have a more mature feeling and a sense of growing up. In the sixth grade, we have a kind of nostalgia and a kind of reluctance in our hearts! Yes, we are reluctant, we can't bear everything here, and a thousand words are my deep reluctance to this land.

In sixth grade, everyone wants to remember the best of our classmates, and we often get together to laugh, party, laugh and cry, cry and forget our own ......existenceLook, everything about us is so beautiful, but now we have to say good bye to this beauty, isn't it very reluctant? Isn't it sad? "Yes!

"Yes! I shouted to myself, "Can you stop?" I still want to stay for a while, "It's impossible, it's really impossible."

4 days, 4 days left, only 4 days left, in my eyes so precious, so precious. Yes, I'm going to leave here in 4 days, leaving this world that belongs to me, people that belong to me, things that belong to me, laughter that belongs to me, tears that belong to me, happiness that belongs to me, sadness that belongs to me, pain that belongs to me, nostalgia that belongs to me, memories that belong to me, everything that belongs to me, and ...... that belongs to my heartWe who are about to be separated have a beautiful heart of our own, a sky of our own, and memories of ourselves, and I will always bury them deep in the deepest part of my heart......I won't hurt them, I won't touch this memory, I just taste the beautiful ...... that belongs to meThere are only 4 days left, and I will defend you with my little pride! I will spend my whole life remembering this Xinfu memory that only belongs to us!

Although I am only a primary school student, I think your essay is unsuccessful, very scattered, very messy, without a specific description, are you writing prose poems? It's very disorganized! You may not be writing an essay, but expressing your thoughts, take the liberty of asking, is there a topic?

Classmate, alas, I don't know if I'm too good, or if your writing skills are too bad!

The paragraph you wrote is like a running water fight, and I can't make it up.

I'm not in my third year of high school yet.

Hee-hee......

I am a high school Chinese teacher who has been teaching composition for 17 years, and I would like to give you a few suggestions:

1. From the perspective of taking the exam, the effective way to improve is to find more excellent essays and full-score essays on the Internet.

2. From the perspective of long-term development, if you take creation as a hobby, you can try to run a microblog, blog, space and the like, put the good articles and sentences you see into it, organize them, and cultivate them as fun. From time to time, put your own articles in it for teachers and friends to review. Long-term perseverance will be rewarding.

I have a cute puppy at home, it's like our family, it's our pistachios. Let me tell you about it.

Its whole body is black and white, and its limbs are short, just like the national treasure panda, hence the name - national treasure. When the national treasure first arrived at my house, he was very lively and close to everyone, and we naturally liked it very much, and no matter what I did, I would turn my head every once in a while to see if he was not there, as if I was afraid that he would be stolen. Every time our family had dinner, we would play with the national treasure for a while, and it seemed that he would not be able to do without him.

Now I don't want to be bored anymore because I have a national treasure to play with.

My family's national treasure seems to be like a little child, and whenever I am unhappy, it will lie there and look at me with innocent eyes. Sometimes when I get angry and kick him out of the room, he will lie on the floor and play tricks, as if to say, "Let me stay a little longer."

It always makes me laugh and cry in the end.

The national treasure is now more than three years old, and my mother said that it is equivalent to fifteen years of human beings, and it has grown up, but I still look at it like a child. Every night my dad and I would take the national treasure out for a lap, and when we got ready to go, it seemed as if he knew about it and ran around us excitedly, as if he was going to take us out.

The national treasure has also become an indispensable part of our family, and we can't do without him, and he can't leave us.

I have a naughty and cute puppy. The puppy has a white coat, and when the puppy runs, it is like a snowball rolling. A pair of round, clever eyes hidden in the long fuzz, a pair of ears vigilantly listen to all suspicious sounds around them.

The puppy also has a pair of sharp paws and a tall tail, which makes it look very arrogant. Puppies are very ferocious and will sound an "alarm" as soon as they hear or see something, ready for battle.

My puppy is not only naughty, but also very rich. One day, I had nothing to do, so I put it up. Who knows, after the puppy heard it, the bones didn't gnaw, and immediately walked towards the tape recorder, I guess it may be that the puppy found out that the ** came out of the tape recorder!

The puppy squatted down next to the tape recorder, listening to the **, and wagging his tail over and over with the rhythm of the **, it was really like a little ** conducting the band!

The puppy loves biscuits, I took this opportunity, the puppy as a fish, I first took out a slender bamboo, then tied a thread to the other end of the bamboo, and then used a piece of milk latte biscuit to shake over, making the puppy dazzled, I suddenly stopped shaking, the biscuit hung in front of the puppy, the puppy immediately relieved, to the biscuit, I moved the biscuit to the puppy.

Behind him, let it pounce in the air. And so it went on for several minutes. The puppy pretended to be "defeated", and I immediately relaxed my vigilance, but the puppy quickly turned around and bit the biscuit, but fortunately I reacted quickly, and the puppy only bit the line.

I tried to pull the line back, so I pulled hard, but the harder I pushed, the tighter the puppy pulled. I thought to myself: it seems that I can't attack, I can only outwit, I stopped the "attack", the puppy thought I had surrendered, so he was ready to enjoy the biscuits, I took this opportunity, pulled hard, and the biscuits returned to my hands.

This is my naughty puppy, do you like it?

Do your own thing.

But bloodletting is fine.

Hometown changes.

On the 30th anniversary of reform and opening up, my hometown has also undergone tremendous changes.

The first change is in terms of eating. Dad said that when they were young, they couldn't eat big fish and meat often. My mother also said that when they were young, they only ate green vegetables for dinner, and they could only eat some meat during the Chinese New Year.

Now that we have a better life, we have a lot of fish and meat, and some of our children are picky eaters, which is really undeserved.

The second change is in terms of wearing. Mom and Dad said that when they were young, the clothes and shoes were worn first when they were big, and the clothes were worn short before the small ones. Wait until the New Year to wear a new dress.

Unlike now, where we have a beautiful dress a day. As soon as I heard this, I couldn't help but feel ashamed: it turned out that I wanted a dress, and if my mother didn't buy it, I would be angry with my mother, and I was so disobedient.

The third change is in the aspect of living. In the past, Mom and Dad lived in a tiled house, and there was no more chair, let alone furniture, but now? Every household has a high-rise building, complete furniture and household appliances, and is beautifully decorated.

The fourth change is in the cultural aspect. Mom and Dad said that when they used to go to school, they had to help the family with housework when they came back from school, and some children couldn't go to school yet! Unlike now, there are nine years of compulsory education, no tuition fees are paid, and every child is required to be able to study.

The fifth change is in terms of roads. In the past, the roads in my hometown were all small roads, but now? It has become a wide cement road, the traffic is convenient, and everyone is rich. Everything about food and clothing has improved.

From these aspects, we can see that our hometown has changed a lot! However, I will continue to study hard and build a better hometown!

My hometown, Xinyang, is a beautiful city, and with the rapid development of science and technology, our Xinyang has also undergone great changes.

According to my grandmother, there used to be seven or eight people crammed into a thatched house, the road was potholed, the means of transportation relied on a pair of feet, and the clothes were torn and patched, and the shopping mall at that time had to walk more than ten miles. But now, the thatched house uses high-rise buildings to replace its location, almost all of them are a family living in a house of more than 100 square meters, every family has an electric fan, air conditioner, TV, refrigerator, etc., some homes are also equipped with computers, now the road is smooth and tidy, and the means of transportation have also increased a lot, Taiwan: cars, motorcycles, electric cars, bicycles, ......Now the clothes are not only good fabrics, but also many styles, now the shopping mall walks a few minutes to arrive, and the shopping mall has a floor, some floors, and the goods on each floor are clearly classified.

Walking on the crosswalk, the ground is paved with marble tiles, rows of green trees on both sides, environmental protection individuals clean the ground, we not only look comfortable, walking is also comfortable, there are wooden chairs in the bustling pedestrian street, every 4 chairs enclose a flower bed frame, each flower bed is planted with a tree, next to the tree is surrounded by a circle of small flowers, as if we are waving it!

Today's Xinyang has undergone earth-shaking changes.