1. How to write an essay describing illustrations

How about writing an essay on "Better Than Relatives"?

Example:

Better than relatives

In a Korean village, there lived an old woman and a little girl. When the little girl was six years old, Her parents became ill from overwork and died one after another, leaving her an orphan. An old woman had no children, but she heard a girl crying one night, so she put on her clothes and went outside to look for whose child was crying.

She followed the cry and found her - the unfortunate little girl. The joy of being a mother rose in her heart. After taking the little girl home, she thought: Whose family does this belong to? child? Clothes so dirty and crying so hard? He asked the little girl: "Whose child are you from?" The little girl cried and said: "My parents are dead and I have no relatives anymore." The old lady put on a clean and beautiful dress for the little girl and washed her body. The old lady standing in front of her was no longer the dirty little girl. Standing in front of her was simply a beautiful angel! The little girl now has a rosy complexion and a slim figure. Even the lotus flower will feel that she is not beautiful at all when she sees it!

Since the little girl came to the old grandma’s house, a small thatched hut suddenly became full of life, not as lifeless as before. The old grandma paid for her to go to school. Not only did she complete her homework carefully at school, but she also washed, cooked and tidied the house for her. In winter, warm the quilt for the old lady; in summer, fan the fan for the old lady! When grandma is sick, feed her medicine and tell her jokes, so that she can live happily every day! The little girl got 100 points in every subject. She was admitted to a key junior high school. When the news came, the old lady was very happy, but she was worried about the little girl’s tuition. However, she borrowed money from everywhere and finally sent her to school. After entering junior high school, she felt very sad when she thought of leaving her grandma. She hugged her grandma tightly and promised to study hard and change her life in the future. Ten years later, she did it, and she took her grandma into her home. Living a happy life in the city, she looked at the small hut of the old woman who raised her, and couldn't help but hugged the old woman again...

Yes, there are many such people in life, but people nowadays are People are obsessed with money, but their feelings are numb. How I hope people will no longer be obsessed with money and let people regain their feelings again! 2. A 600-word essay on an illustration I like

I have a "Youth Encyclopedia", which was a birthday gift from my father. I like it very much.

The cover of this book is very beautiful. The white plastic surface is painted with many objects in the natural world, including elephants, kangaroos, insects, leaves, chrysanthemums, satellites, and rockets; the reverse side is painted with snakes, Eagles, cars, planes and more. The content of this book is divided into cosmic science, earth science, biological science, etc., and the content involves various fields of astronomy, geography, physics, and chemistry. This book has a children's interest. Each page is printed with colorful illustrations and beautiful pictures, which is easy to understand and makes people want to read and love to read. While reading, readers can firmly remember the knowledge without even realizing it. This book also helped me a lot!

Once, I told the children in my neighbor's house: "In fact, there are more than 50,000 molluscs on the earth." None of them believed me and called me a "bragging king." After returning home, I looked for information on this topic in the bookcase, and finally found an article about the biological world in the "Young Encyclopedia". I showed it to the children and it confirmed my statement. They all praised me for my rich knowledge. Another time, I saw the word "galactic halo" in a book. I didn't know what it was about, so I opened the "Junior Encyclopedia" to look for the answer, and I found the answer on page 13. It turns out that the galactic halo is the spherical part of the Milky Way's bulge, with a layer of very thin and high-temperature gas in which most globular star clusters are distributed.

"Youth Encyclopedia" has enriched my knowledge, broadened my horizons, helped me study and live better, and is my "good teacher and helpful friend". 3. 400-word essay on Jingdezhen illustrations

Jingdezhen is the porcelain capital of China, with a porcelain culture of more than a thousand years. Jingdezhen's porcelain is famous for being as white as jade, as bright as a mirror, as thin as paper, and as loud as a chime. The atmosphere of porcelain culture permeates every street, every building and every corner of the city.

Looking at porcelain is of course an essential item. As soon as I entered, I was deeply shocked. Every piece of porcelain is as white as jade, without any flaws, even if you look at it closely, you can't see it. The white porcelain shimmered under the light, dazzling me.

There are so many types of porcelain that it is impossible to count them. Landscapes, flowers, birds, animals, vegetation, insects and fish. . . . . . There are all kinds of patterns. Each porcelain is hand-painted, making the patterns appear more realistic.

It’s impossible not to buy so much porcelain. We bought some porcelain flutes and two porcelain lamps. The porcelain flute is round, big and fat, like a bulging belly. There is a protruding part on the top, which is used for blowing. There are four holes on the front of the porcelain flute and two holes on the back. With the six holes, many wonderful and beautiful songs can be played.

The pattern of the porcelain flute is a blue and white pattern, surrounded by a circle of shiny gold, like a golden ribbon. The pattern looks very elegant, with blue flowers connected one after another. You can still see small yellow dots in the middle of the flowers. What are these? It’s the stamens. With the stamens added, the flower looks more real.

Porcelain lamps also take flowers as the main body. The purple flowers are connected to each other, forming a large flower ball. There is a diamond-shaped space between the flowers, and the light shines from here. Imagine lighting up the porcelain lamp at night, reflecting the deep blue night sky and the shining golden stars. It will be wonderful.

Jingdezhen’s porcelain is exquisitely crafted and of excellent quality. Jingdezhen is truly a famous porcelain capital at home and abroad! 4. When the cherries are red, the bananas are green, write an essay based on the picture, more than 300 words, urgent

Time easily throws people away, when the cherries are red, the bananas are green.

Throughout the ages, many literati have lamented the passage of time and regretted that time waits for no one. The long history is just a moment when we recall it now. Time is catching up with each generation, and each generation is catching up with the pace of time. The years turn from cardamom to octogenarian. We can't help but sigh, sighing that this time comes and goes without a trace. Without a trace, we sigh that it disappears quietly. When we sigh, it has passed by and will never return! That being the case, why don’t we seize the moment, seize the youngest in the remaining years, live every day well, when you are working hard, studying, working, and fighting for everything you think is valuable, you will no longer fight for You sigh at the time, and in turn you will be grateful for this wonderful time, which allows you to feel every change in the world and nature.

Time makes cherries red and bananas green, oh, how wonderful. 5. Look at the pictures and write an essay (300 words)

Mother’s love is like the warm wind of spring, blowing your heart; maternal love is like continuous drizzle, gently patting your face and moisturizing your body. In my heart; maternal love is like a furnace in winter, giving you sunshine that warms your heart in the harsh winter.

I remember when I was young, one winter, the weather was very cold. My father was on a business trip, and my mother had to take care of both the store's business and me.

However, my mother didn’t let me go out to play and told me to stay at home for fear of catching a cold. But being disobedient, I sneaked out while my mother was busy. As a result, in the early hours of the night, I developed a high fever. My mother was frightened. You said that my father was not here, and it was only me and my mother, and we encountered this. What should I do? My mother immediately carried me to the hospital.

It was pitch dark on the road. I was so scared that I called my mother. My mother said: "Lulu, don't be afraid, lie on your mother's back and we will be there."

Arrived at the emergency room of the hospital I went to the room and saw the doctor. The doctor took my temperature and found that the fever was 41 degrees Celsius. The doctor said to my mother: "How did you become a mother? Why did you send your child to me with such a fever? He must be hospitalized." , hurry up and go through the hospitalization procedures!" My mother just said silently: "Yes."

But maternal love can also be harsh, and my mother never relaxes when it comes to my studies. It was in the first semester of fifth grade, and I scored 76 on the English test.

When I handed the paper to my mother uneasily, and when my mother saw the score, she walked to the bedroom alone without saying a word and closed the door with a "squeak" sound. I couldn't bear it anymore, so I walked into the bedroom, stood in front of my mother crying and said, "Mom, please hit me! Please hit me! I am disobedient, and I will study hard in the future."

Mom said with tears in her eyes: "Lulu, Mom won't beat you, but you have to remember that if you want to get ahead in the future and be a person who contributes to the country, you must be down-to-earth and take one step at a time. Start now and study hard! "Mother's love is the greatest kind of love. Children are flowers and plants watered by their mother's love. The growth of children cannot be separated from every drop of mother's love.

Mothers protect their children throughout their lives and silently guide their children’s direction behind their backs. Is our mother's love for us something we can ever repay? Just like: "Whoever speaks an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light."

Great maternal love As the saying goes, "The thread in the hands of a loving mother is the clothes on the body of a wanderer..." Maternal love is great. From the moment you were born, God sent you an angel who will always be by your side. Her name is mom.

When I was in the first grade, my father worked out of town and my mother worked as a class teacher in a middle school. She was busy with her work and often came home very late. But her love for me has not diminished at all.

I remember it was a night when "silver beans" fell from the sky. I had a cold and was recuperating at home. My mother was still giving lectures to the students in the classroom, but at this moment, I suddenly developed a high fever and my forehead was extremely hot.

And my mother just dragged her tired body back home. When she saw that I had a high fever, she quickly picked me up and rushed out. There was not a single pedestrian on the street, not a car, only my mother’s thin body. The figure shuttles in the rain. A gust of cold wind blew and I sneezed. My mother seemed to notice something.

She took me in her arms and wrapped me in her furry coat. Then, he ran to the hospital as fast as flying.

When I arrived at the hospital, my mother didn’t even take a breath, she held me in her arms to register, give me injections, and give me infusions. I kept crying during the injection, so my mother held my hand, leaned into my ear and whispered to me: "My dear daughter, stop crying, my mother will always be by your side."

At that time, after hearing these words, my body seemed to be filled with power. During the infusion, my mother stayed with me day and night.

When I was hungry, she fed me. When I wanted to sleep, she told me stories. I lost for two days and two nights in one day, so my mother stayed with me for two days and two nights.

My illness has healed and I have gained weight, but my mother’s eyes have become red and have dark circles, and she has also lost a lot of weight. I will definitely study hard in the future and repay my mother with excellent results.

A father's love is like a mountain. My father seems to be a dull person. He is usually unsmiling and serious. In my memory, it seems that he has never hugged me or said a warm word to me. As time went by, I thought my father didn't like me at all. Every time I saw him, I felt a little inexplicable "fear". Perhaps seeing the development of our father-son relationship, my mother told me a few things, which opened the floodgates of my memory.

My mother told me that when I was born, my mother was in the operating room and my father was waiting anxiously outside the door and kept walking around. When he learned that mother and son were safe, he was happy I jumped up and quickly bought some candies and melon seeds and gave them to everyone I met. Dad couldn't control his emotions. He walked into the corridor countless times and let his tears of happiness flow.

And when I was six or seven years old, one night, my mother was working the night shift, and my father took me to play in the newly built stadium. At that time, the lights in the square had not been installed yet, but people who came to exercise But there were so many. As soon as I arrived at the edge of the stadium, I rushed into the sea of ??people like an arrow. My father called me from behind. I pretended not to hear him, fearing that he would restrict my freedom. After I played to my heart's content for a while, I realized that my dad was not with me. I suddenly felt a little scared. I knew that the trouble was serious and I was worried about bad guys. I didn't dare to call dad, so I suppressed the fear and groped back. When I got home, my father hadn't come back yet, and I knew that my father must be looking for me everywhere, so I sat in a dark corner of the building.

I don’t know how much time passed before I saw my father limping over with his shoes in hand, his face full of anxiety. I thought: This time my grumpy father will definitely beat me hard. . After my father saw me, he gently picked me up and said to me in a hoarse voice: "Don't run so fast when you go out to play again. When adults call you, you must agree immediately. Do you understand?" I nodded. Head, when my father put me down, I discovered that there was a lot of blood on my father's feet. I knew that in order to find me, my father dragged his injured leg for an unknown distance and even bruised his feet.

Now that I think about it and experience it carefully, I realize that my father also loves me deeply, but he just keeps his love deep in his heart. Father's love is like a mountain. My father's love makes me strong and grows with me.

Father's love is like a mountain. I have wanted to write an article for my father for a long time, but I have not yet started writing.