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Write a 600-word composition on the topic, and how to write the middle content. That day, I took up my schoolbag and went to school very early, because I was going to take Unit 2 today, and I wanted to go to school to review early. On my way to school, I caught my foot on something and almost fell down. I looked down and found a manhole cover had been opened. I didn't want to leave, but I was thinking about what to do in case someone fell. I'm still in there! "Someone in the sewer, I ran for a while and opened the manhole cover. I saw a dark-skinned man climbing up. At first I thought he was African.
I saw him wearing a hat with the words "environmental protection". I asked strangely, "Uncle, what are you doing in the sewer?" Uncle panted, "I ... heard that the sewer ... was blocked, so I ... came down!" " ""oh "
I looked at my watch. It was already half past eight. I said anxiously, "Goodbye, Uncle!" "I ran to school quickly. As a result, I was late and was punished by the teacher for a while. Although I didn't do well in this exam, I don't regret it. People who think that they can bloom for others are kind-hearted, and the colorful praise for others is sincere. People who can shine for others are unusual.
Write a 600-degree composition on the topic without trace. It's raining hard and the sky is gray. I tried to pass the monthly exam in my room.
Torture yourself.
In fact, my study has been very hard. I have said goodbye to everything since the third grade.
Hobbies, in addition to eating and sleeping every day, give all the time to various exercises.
However, I still can't get up, and I rank behind 30 in both monthly exams. As the saying goes,
No pains, no gains, but why do I only pay, no gains? I am so stupid.
, or the method is wrong?
I reached out my palm and slapped myself in the face, then turned into a fist and hit the book hard.
on the table
"Otherwise, please have a tutor?" Mother's voice came from the window and she stood there.
Outside the window, I have been paying attention to the upset me.
"With such a little income, what can you get as a tutor?" I replied grumpily.
Mother didn't answer, and I didn't notice her footsteps leaving.
It thundered, and I suddenly realized it was raining outside, so my mother stood outside the window.
Thinking of "nursing" my son in the rain, I can't help but feel a little touched.
Guilt.
Outside the window, the storm is still raging. I took out the test questions from my schoolbag and began to tackle key problems. perhaps
It's the fidgety heart that keeps you quiet. Maybe you have a weak foundation for a long time.
Didn't ask a few questions I felt inexplicably uneasy and slammed my pen on the table.
Make a lot of noise.
After a while, the door opened and my mother crept in and handed me a hot towel: "wipe!" "
Khan, just do it. "
Sweating is stupid. I was just about to turn around and say something to her.
But at a glance, I saw my mother's slightly bent body and gray sideburns. Yeah, what?
At this time, mother also began to grow old? I don't know. I only care about being happy every day.
I tried to share it with my friends. When I am unhappy, I only know that I am angry with my mother. My attention began.
I have never left my little world, but I forget to care about being by my side every day.
My mother. Compassion arises spontaneously, which makes many past events flash in my mind: it was my mother who ran away from home.
Give me the best quality sheets and the best room in my home.
Always put the best dishes in front of me, even when eating, there are the most patterns.
She kept the exquisite bowl carefully for me ... Mother kept these "best".
Gave it all to me.
Now when I am in pain, she can't help me, she can only accompany me quietly, and
What did I do for her?
Love is perfect, boys are ignorant!
I really wanted to slap myself, but I didn't. I just said, "Mom, you!"
Come in, I can learn it well!
Write a composition (30 words) on the topic of "Dad's Birthday". Perhaps, in our view, birthdays are special and full of surprises, but in dad's eyes, birthdays are as common as that tasteless boiled water.
Today, as usual, my father got up early to go to work. When the sun went down, my father went home. The only difference is that my father has a cake in his hand. My sister and I were "desperate" when we saw the cake, and immediately gave the cake a warm hug, while my mother standing by was puzzled and asked my father, "Why do you buy the cake when you have nothing to do?" Dad said lightly while unpacking the cake, "Today is my birthday. The people in the factory bought me a cake. I didn't want to eat, so I brought it back. " Hearing these words, all our eyes turned to our father. In a flash, I saw the scars on his head and face, all of which were so clear and powerful!
Eating cake, the cake is sweet, but there is an unspeakable bitterness in my heart. I think it may be because I don't remember my father's birthday and feel guilty! I don't know
Write a 600-word composition on the topic of "I was a little embarrassed that time", which is a novel network word, which looks like its meaning and is extremely embarrassing. Actually, everyone is embarrassed. It's embarrassing if you're not careful.
When I was in primary school, the school often held many competitions. "As an excellent class, this class can't win the championship, and the second is the bottom line!" The head teacher often gives us lectures like this. Naturally, I went all out, but I also made many jokes. It was in the third grade that our whole class went out to take part in a reading contest. The head teachers of all classes want to win some glory in liberal arts, and everyone works hard. The game soon entered a white-hot stage.
What we recite is the crystallization of sweat condensed by our hard-working teacher who rushed to work overnight. It is called "Zhen Ze Xiang". While reciting, we looked at the happy teacher in the audience, wanting to laugh, but afraid. I stood by, and at first glance, everyone's face was twisted with pain because of laughing. Finally, let's read the * * * section. When everyone breathed a sigh of relief for the upcoming ending, the faces became more distorted, and the more I felt funny.
As we read louder and louder, the teacher's face became more and more strange and twisted, and his five senses were almost wrinkled together. I can't help it. Everyone reads much faster. The teacher felt wrong when he heard it. Seeing us reading so fast, he waved his hand desperately and looked nervous. His eyes are like a good citizen who saw a Japanese plane. Very interesting. At a glance, everyone reached an agreement. They all closed their eyes and pretended to be intoxicated. In fact, they just don't want to see his face. Who knows, the judges closed their eyes and seemed to be more involved than us.
We read quickly and finally finished reading. Excited, I opened my eyes and saw that my classmates were intoxicated and their twisted faces were confused. Finally, I couldn't help it. The last sentence I said: "Ah, Zhen Zexiang!" The cry came out, and the sound was really earth-shattering, making people cry, just like a wolf coming.
All the students were shocked and looked at me in amazement. Fortunately, the judges are still immersed in poetry. I had to scratch my head and smiled shyly in front of so many audiences.
That time, it was really embarrassing!
Write a 600-word composition on "I met an alien" and a 600-word composition on "I met an alien", as follows:
I looked at the starry sky and thought, "Are there really aliens in this world?" Just then, a white light caught my eye. I can't help but froze. When I came to my senses, a flying saucer landed in front of my window. After a while, a monster came down inside. I was too scared to speak. After a few seconds, I stammered, "You, you, who are you?" How did it end up here? "The monster also began to say," Don't be afraid, I'm a Martian, which is what you often call an alien. " "ah! There are really aliens. I thought there were no aliens in this world. "I'm not afraid anymore. I am chatting with aliens in a friendly way. " I heard that the earth's environment is seriously deteriorating now, so I came to have a look. "Say that aliens have become little girls?" Come and visit your earth with me. "
We sat on the spaceship, and I looked down at my home. Pedestrians, cars and houses on the road are getting smaller and smaller, just like little ants.
At this time, the spaceship came to the top of a garbage dump, and the smell of burning garbage made people want to vomit. Then the alien said, "Look, you humans have so much garbage every day, I'm afraid you can't burn it all!" " "I'm embarrassed to touch my hot face. Then we came to a small river. Look down, my god! Is this still a river? It's all dark, and there's so much garbage floating around. "It stinks! "I can't help but hold my nose." I really don't understand why you humans don't protect the environment! "Alien frowned. I spat out my tongue: "I'm sorry. "
Then, we visited many places: deserts, forests, cities ... After our visit, I suddenly felt that we didn't care about the environment. If we go on like this, we will have no place to live.
When I came home with aliens, the aliens said to me, "You should take care of the environment! Otherwise you don't even have a place to live. " Then he returned to Mars in a spaceship.
"Ding, Ding" I woke up from a dream, alas, I just had a dream! However, this dream not only let me know that we should protect the environment well, let me know the importance of the earth to us human beings, and the most important thing is that I dreamed of aliens!
Source: WYJ
Write a composition on the topic of "Lost Home"? Listening to the singing of running water, the sky is crying, and the water drops on the ground are happily gathered together, so there is me-running water. Close your eyes and listen quietly. Did you hear the singing of running water ... I sang all the way across the plain. I don't envy the towering mountains, nor the quiet lakes and mountains, because I have a flowing life. I don't look up at the powerful wings of the eagle, nor lament the speed of the cheetah, because I know I am small, but I am not small. Look! Peach blossoms on the shore comb themselves with a smile in the clear water; Liu Yang, nourished by me, rolled up his sleeves and flew; The fish in my body are playing happily. Life is red because of me. On the endless plain, I sang loudly, watching the rolling clouds in the sky and watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court. Faced with the obstacles of high mountains, I don't feel sad, nor do I complain about the injustice of fate. On the contrary, I smile and play a high-spirited music, and there will always be ups and downs in my life. Listen! It was Qu Yuan who sang loudly and wrote Li Sao, which is immortal. "There is no one in life since ancient times, so we should manage our own history." Wen Tianxiang sang his indomitable spirit beside the long river of history. Li Bai abandoned fame and fortune, and his ambition of "breaking the waves and making and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea" was engraved in the long river of history. Those dangerous mountains can only block my way forward, but they can't stop my progress. I am not discouraged, nor disappointed. I have been moving towards the distance ... "Falling flowers are intentional, running water is ruthless", and falling flowers whisper in my ear. I said, "Please follow my path, and you will understand that running water is not heartless, but takes you to a wider world. The meteor that crossed in the night sky was only a moment, but it passed through the fiery atmosphere, burned its own life, and gave it selflessly to the earth, so it built eternity. " Don't believe it, I smiled happily and continued to flow forward. In the distance, I heard the choppy call of the sea. I sang loudly and said to the fallen flower, "Look! I took you to heaven. " I packed my bags and threw myself bravely into the arms of the sea. Falling flowers can't help but sigh: "A flowing water that sings because of life has merged into an ocean of life!" Comments: listening to the song of running water, we heard it; Life is bright red because of running water, small but not small; Despite the barrier of mountains, the running water still smiles and rises and falls, singing all the way; The water is flowing away, not heartless, just to find the paradise of life. The little author heard philosophy and truth from the sound of running water, and his opinions were wise and original. What is more commendable is the atmosphere conceived in this paper. Based on the careful observation of the spirit of flowing water, the little author wrote it with a pen, quoting classics, and it was logical. Articles are always filled with high-spirited enthusiasm and have a strong appeal. Listening to the "ticking" sound of nature, the clock of time walks slowly in the desert. It shoulders the sacred mission of nature and gives young passers-by an excellent youth. -the camel bell in the heart of the inscription shakes the dream in the heart. There is a road through ancient and modern times that extends in the poem, and a beautiful scenery grows in the depths of the soul. How I long for wandering, how I long for wandering. Distance, for a young life, is always an indelible temptation. Poetry and joy abound there, without emptiness and helplessness. On that day, I really carried my bags, like a camel with a heavy load, and trudged towards the ideal heaven. Persevere all the way, leaving endless footprints of chasing dreams ... laugh at the lonely desert and watch the sunset over the long river. I am confused and helpless in the desolate and desolate place where ghosts cry and wolves howl. The "ticking" sound of nature is urging me forward, and that distant place is calling me. Time is there waiting for a trekker with youth. Yes! On the road, you won't hesitate. On the road of youth, success and destiny must be grasped by ourselves. Thirst, dreams are sweet rain and dew; Hungry, full of faith. Nothing can stop my progress, and nothing can erase my glory. I use singing to drive away fear and transcend hesitation. I began to learn to love myself and be strong. Under the tempering of nature, my young back began to stand tall and straight. Can the oasis be far behind? Will the test of nature continue? Maybe there is no oasis at all, maybe nature is admiring my strength. In the trek, the oasis of in my heart forever. It is a kind of joy after conquest and a kind of freedom after victory. From one desert to another, no pains, no gains. The clock of time records everything, which is the test and tempering of nature. There is no need to know the result, because our departure has doomed us to have an excellent youth. The natural "ticking" sound urges me to move forward.
Write a 600-word composition on the topic of friendship forever, and ask for help. Friendship is a small umbrella in rainy season, which holds up a clear sky; Friendship is a normal wind, which can blow away rain and bring warmth; Friendship is a lamp in a cold night, which gives you warmth when you are cold; Friendship is a clean handkerchief, which will comfort you when you cry ... Life is long and short, but if we can have eternal friendship, we will die without regrets, because this is our friendship-friendship lasts forever.
When I was a child, friendship was a box of watercolor pens. I scribbled a colorful and innocent smiling face with my immature hands, and accidentally got wet and burnt. Oh, it doesn't matter to draw a better and more vivid one. Childhood friendship is like a warm fire, an unbridled quarrel, a pouting mouth in anger, a big bag of sweet popcorn plundered by * * * ... Friendship is a big candied fruit, and whenever you taste it, you are flattered. It was a childhood friendship, a crown, innocent as jewelry, brilliant as tassels-so beautiful, so pure. This is a friendship that only belongs to the blue sky of childhood-friendship lasts forever.
When I grow up, friendship is a transparent glass, which illuminates the failed and lonely heart. If it's broken, it's hard to put it back together. We can only hide in the corner and cry silently, wake up silently ... where we fell, we will get up on our own, which is our growth footprint.
For example, in primary school, friendship was a brisk spring, a bit of trouble, a wireless phone when answering questions, and a deep regret after countless fights ... At that time, friendship was a bottle of Pepsi, and whenever it was opened, it was full of smiles. This is just Jin Yezi's friendship when he dances under the ginkgo tree.
For example, in junior high school, friendship is a gentle breeze, it is a constant warmth when you are upset, it is a heartfelt spit of each other's heart when you are bored, and it is a voice greeting you give to each other during the festival ... So (reprinted from the first model website: diyifanwen. ), please keep this mark. ), friendship is a clear picture, which makes people feel refreshed whenever they think of it. This is a friendship that only belongs to lush trees, spring rain and blue sky and water-friendship lasts forever.
As an adult, friendship has evolved into a beautiful jade, which needs to be forged repeatedly to become an flawless jade.
For example, in high school, friendship will become the driving force of mutual assistance, mutual greetings when you succeed, and eternal encouragement when you fail ... At that time, friendship was a strong and energetic song, which sang with passion as always. This is a friendship that only belongs to whispering next to the shady seat under the mall-friendship lasts forever.
For example, in college, friendship will become an espresso, a step to maturity, a kind joke on April Fool's Day, and a bunch of bright red roses on Valentine's Day. At that time, friendship was an old wine, and it would be intoxicating whenever it was tasted. This is the end of the growth footprint. Although it is full of regrets, there is also a perfect atmosphere.
In old age, friendship returns to an unknown drink, recalling the ups and downs of life. The past days, like gems buried deep in memory, are still brilliant even after years of tempering. At the end of the product, life has come to an end. ...
Friendship is two people under an umbrella, two pairs of bright eyes on a table; Friendship is a warm harbor, quietly soothing tired sailboats; Friendship is the tacit understanding of crossing the sea of people and looking at each other. This is an unexpected fate ... because of our common ambition, we come together, but we go our separate ways for our respective goals. In the midst of prosperity, friends met us; In adversity, we made friends and forged friendship. Friendship is like rain and dew in summer and sunshine in winter, which moistens the soul and melts the ice and snow. No matter where you are, don't forget that it was friendship that made us spend that friendship day together. Let's join hands and wish our friendship everlasting!
Write a composition outline with the topic "Wisdom is wealth". I am very happy because I have a fortune that belongs to me. Rich people, whether money or things, are always nothing more than two: spirit and material. But my wealth is books.
I am the only child in my family, lonely and introverted, and I don't want to talk to others. As a result, he has become a man of few words over the years. But over time, I had the idea of communicating with people, and I wanted to get it off my chest, but I couldn't find anything. That autumn, I accidentally found the bookcase in the corner of the room, just like a long-awaited child, staying there all day, unable to stop. ...
"Flowers are similar every year, and people are different every year." For me a few years later, it is really "brand-new". I have not only changed from an empty and unreal person to a person who knows a lot of literary works and absorbs many famous works, but also has a cheerful personality, and loves to talk and laugh. All this is due to the inspiration of this book. There, I learned the meaning of life for the first time: people live to prove their existence and value, which shocked my soul and made me understand the positive significance of life. There, I saw the beautiful sky and quiet valley for the first time, tasted Tao Qian's ethereal poems and understood the meaning of life again. There, I have too many friends, known and unknown, in front of me and the cape, living and dead. No matter how far apart time and space are, I will get together and talk about all kinds of things: life, love, beauty and danger, past and future ... My world has become lively and colorful, with Eden, Wuthering Heights, the Spanish bullring and Victor. I am sad, depressed, excited and amazed by their stories, and I am also comforted by my luck.
Books bring me only spiritual support and encouragement, which makes me full of vitality, confidence and positive attitude towards life. Yes, everyone in the world doesn't know you. As long as you really realize your own life value, are you afraid of not being recognized by others?
The beauty of books is in my heart, and the high evaluation of books will accompany me all my life. Books are my most precious wealth! I like books.
Write a composition on the topic of moistening things and being silent.
The wind, silent, blows the love of the green earth, silent, moistens the soul. I used to think that my father was a slow person. When I was a child, my mother accompanied me when flying kites, and my father picked up kites. It was my mother who learned to ride a bike to help me fall, and it was my father who stood by and called me up to continue. When I was a child, I was in trouble. It was my father who hit me and my mother who gave me the medicine. It was my mother who gave me a birthday party and blew out the candles with me. It is my father who blows balloons for me. Finger infection, when I went to the hospital to pull out my broken nails, my mother held me trembling slightly and repeatedly told me not to be afraid. It was my father who was held tightly by me without saying a word. ..... because my father couldn't express his feelings, or ... I began to look for answers with my heart. Every time, there is something wrong with my bike. The next day, it was repaired and polished. Afterwards, I learned that my father did it. I always put a sharpened pencil on the desk the morning before every exam. Afterwards, I learned that my father did it. Every time I get angry about a sudden trip, the TV screen always lights up. I know, it was my father. Every time I come home from school, I can almost eat hot meals. I know, my father made it. The file on the desk was put by my father. The beloved alarm clock at the bedside was repaired by my father. The mark on the wall of the hut was erased by my father. ..... Suddenly, I realized that it was not my father's "dullness" but my stupidity. I didn't realize the warmth behind silence! Light is silent and illuminates the earth; Father's silent love warms the hearts of children.