Family turmoil
Which family will not have "uproar"? Which company's "turmoil" has subsided without some twists and turns? However, in my heart, that setback is like a brand, deeply imprinted in my mind.
Mom, the "mistress" of this story, is a strong and hardworking farm woman. Dad, the "hero" of this story, is an ordinary farmer with a feudal consciousness and a "market" in his mind. There are two "little ones" at home - my brother and I.
The story begins here. At that dinner, the family happily ate around the table, with hearty laughter from time to time - everyone was doing the "Dragon Gate Formation". The topic turned to the topic of "who is the head of the family?" Dad said: "Now, it is men who are in charge of the country. For example, the president of the country and members of the Politburo, aren't they all men?" "Men and women are equal now, and so are we women. How come it's just you men who are in charge?" Mom said. "Mom is right, men and women are equal now!" My younger brother, who has studied legal knowledge, argued with me. "How do you know this! I, the head of the family, have not changed for many years, hum! You are so young now, how dare you 'make trouble'!" Dad put on his father's airs. That way, with his eyes wide open, his hands on his hips, and his beard turned up, he really looked like an instructor scolding his soldiers! Not to be outdone, my mother refused to listen to his words and simply walked to another room. Just like that, a storm started!
The next day, the "miracle" happened! How come the parents are reconciled again? In the past, my brother and I had to persuade each other! Oh, it turns out that after my father got angry, he was sitting alone in the room, feeling bored, and casually opened a composition on the table, which was written by his younger brother. When he saw his brother criticizing him in an article, he blushed...so he took the initiative to apologize to his mother, and the storm subsided.
When you hear this story, you may think it’s not surprising. However, in this great country of ours, I don’t know how many such things have happened! Doesn’t this mean that the working people of our country are gradually getting rid of the shackles of feudal consciousness and walking their own path? May the new trends in our society continue to develop!
Writing about things in the family is a common topic, because home is a warm harbor and everyone grows up at home, so this topic is not unfamiliar to the students. However, it is precisely this reason that makes everyone very It is difficult to write new ideas on familiar topics because there are too many to write about and it is difficult to break out of the original circle. I have read many exercises about family life. In summary, there are two major aspects. One is to write about how warm the home is, how to give yourself warmth, and how to love your own home; the second is to write about how you can help when conflicts and troubles arise in the family. Resolved, finally reconciled, and laughter came from the family again. However, our young writers who are practicing writing have not continued to use these two methods. Instead, they have opened up their minds and worked hard to search for new angles and new ideas about the materials, so that they can write new ideas about the less novel materials and give readers an unexpected feeling.
At the beginning of the article, the topic is directly addressed, starting with "Which family will not have uproar? Which family will calm down without some twists and turns?" Two questions lead to the topic of family turmoil, allowing readers to understand It turns out that the author is also writing about family turmoil, which is a very common material, but the author immediately makes a twist: "However, in my heart, that setback is like a brand, deeply imprinted in my mind." Why is it ordinary? Is there something unusual about the storm? Why is this incident so deeply etched in my mind? This series of questions arouses readers' questions and attracts readers to read further. This is the beauty of the beginning of this article. Immediately afterwards, the young author briefly introduced his family and their respective characteristics, which are the ignition of the family turmoil: his mother is a strong and hard-working farm woman; his father is an ordinary man with feudal consciousness in his mind and a market. Farmers; two little ones, my brother and I. The reader not only understands the composition of this family, but also plants the seeds of the turmoil because of the strong mother and the feudal consciousness of the father. The arrangement of materials is detailed and brief, and the detail is appropriate. This is another feature of this exercise. For materials that have a significant relationship with the center, you must write them in detail. For content that has little relationship with the center, but does not explain to the readers and does not understand. , it is necessary to write briefly so that the article is both detailed and brief, with ups and downs.
Then, the exercise wrote about a storm incident, which was arranged according to the cause, process, and result. Here, the young author used a writing method of suppressing first and then elevating, writing about the family first. The harmonious atmosphere forms a strong contrast with the storm.
"Eating happily around the table, with hearty laughter from time to time", it can be seen that the family has a harmonious and harmonious relationship. Unexpectedly, the topic suddenly turned to the topic of "who is the head of the family", which caused twists and turns. Because my father has feudal ideas and believes that men are in charge of the family, he also cited evidence: the president of the country and members of the Political Bureau are all men, and my mother is a strong person. How can she show weakness? She pointed out that now "men and women are equal, and women are also Same, why do men have to be the masters of the family?" The younger brother stood on the side of his mother and said from a legal perspective that "men and women are now equal." Unexpectedly, these statements angered his father, because especially his younger brother dared to criticize his father. It seems that he is "making trouble" and is very angry. Look, the author's wonderful character description is "eyes wide open, hands on hips, beard upturned, like a drill instructor scolding his soldiers!" How realistic, How expressive, why is dad like this? The above has laid the foundation for this - it's because of my father's feudal thoughts. Not to be outdone, my mother simply walked to another room. Just like that, a storm started. At this time, the young author changed the writing style of most classmates. Instead of putting himself in the perspective of a mediator, he directly wrote, "The next day, a miracle happened, and the parents reconciled as before." Why is it called a miracle? Because every time, "my" brother and I had to persuade each other to reconcile, so why did we change the normal situation this time? This is the strange reason and the peculiar structure of this article. Then, the young author revealed the answer to the mystery: "It turns out that after my father got angry, he was so bored that he casually opened the composition on the table. This It was written by his younger brother. When he saw his younger brother criticizing him in the essay, he blushed, so he took the initiative to apologize to his mother, and the storm subsided. "Write something unexpected. Especially at the end, the young author sees the big from the small, writing from family to society and the country. The article writes: "In this great country of ours, I don't know how many such things have happened! Doesn't this just illustrate the labor of our country?" Are the people gradually getting rid of the shackles of feudal consciousness and following their own path? May the new trend of our society continue to carry forward." This not only points out the theme, but also gives a new connotation to a small family turmoil. This article uses the meaning of life. Starting from small things, but designing twists and turns at every turn, the article continues to have ups and downs, and the reader's emotions continue to fluctuate with the progress and ups and downs of the article. This is the ingenious arrangement of this article. After reading this exercise, we have the following enlightenment:
1. According to the needs of the center, cleverly arrange the structure of the article, and strive to design twists and contradictions so that the article has ups and downs. The young author is writing When it causes twists and turns and when it calms down, it is all unexpected, making the article attractive to read further.
. Try to change the perspective and make new meanings come from old materials. The materials chosen by the author of this article are common. However, it leads to new social trends and the working people are getting rid of the shackles of feudal consciousness. This new theme makes the material full of new meaning.
My house is like a lake. If you throw a small stone into it, it will stir up microwaves.
"Did you listen to me..." Look - my mother's lion's roar sounded in the house again. This is the eleventh round of the battle between mom and dad. Oh - my poor ears! The family turmoil begins again!
"It seems that I really want to disconnect the computer network! Otherwise you..." Mom put her hands on her hips and "bombed" Dad at the computer desk. And what about the other party? Dad was indifferent and continued typing on the keyboard as if he hadn't heard a word. Mom was startled, stayed for a while, turned around to leave, but seemed to have thought of something, and turned back to face Dad.
If you can't do it hard, you can't do it softly. If you can't throw the bomb, you'll have to attack on foot.
My mother began to scold my father with runny noses and tears, saying that he was an adult and had the ability to control, so why was he still acting like a child, sitting in front of the computer all day long and unable to stop? Make time to spend with her and the kids. Mom! Your words have touched my heart! I hid in the room secretly and watched the situation through the crack in the door. At this moment, my father stopped, stood up, turned off the computer, and then walked out with big steps! "Wait... you want to leave?! There is no door! I must make this clear today." Mom rushed forward and guarded the door like an eagle protecting a chicken. The atmosphere became more and more solemn, and the smell of gunpowder became stronger and stronger. The two of them were in a stalemate, and the situation was like a life-or-death fight. Not good, not good! It seems it's time for me to appear!
I rushed out of the room and looked directly at my father, "Dad, you have always been a good role model for your daughter. However, you are indeed wrong about this today." Dad gave up the idea of ??going out and sat down. On the chair, he glanced at my mother and me, and then turned his head. A good opportunity to turn the situation around! "Dad, you won't become an adult addicted to the Internet, right? You should spend more time with your mother and me." I said softly. The whole place was silent. After what seemed like a century, my father finally nodded with determination, "I promise nothing like this will happen again."
"Yeah!" I smiled happily. , look at mother, she also smiled happily.
The sunshine outside the window seems to be brighter, the sky is bluer, and the air is fresher.
Yes, although there will be some small waves, it will return to calm before long.
Dad, Mom and I will hold hands like this forever.
"When one wave ends, another wave arises." I have finally understood the meaning of this sentence. ——Inscription
Just a week ago, grandpa and grandma came to my house for dinner. That day I witnessed an "unprecedented" family turmoil.
"Xunxunmimi"
The Spring Festival is approaching, and treating guests to dinner during the New Year has become a big problem, and this has become the central topic during family meals.
Around the end of March, my aunt and uncle in Australia will visit relatives in Shanghai. Grandma has been planning this for half a year, but now she has begun to arrange gatherings for relatives and aunts and uncles.
"I think this party will have at least 12 tables, and the private dining room will be big. Where else can we get it besides a high-end hotel?" Grandma's subtext was that she wanted to go to a high-end hotel and have a grand party.
"Why go to a high-end hotel? Just eat at a restaurant with home-cooked food!" Grandpa's words obviously poured cold water on the pushy grandma.
"Actually, just go to a slightly higher-end place, and the dishes you order will be mainly home-cooked dishes." Mom looked like she was making a compromise to avoid conflict. But I know that she wanted to have a party that would not lose face but be cheap and good, because she was the one who made it this time.
"Watching the fire from across the bank"
The three of them argued with each other for nearly half an hour, ranging from the hotel's grade to the price, and then from the price to the location. The location and the dishes ended up being noisy. My dad and I had to quit. I can't help but think of the saying "three women, one drama". It seems that "the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead", two women and one man can become a drama.
"Adjourn and negotiate"
After half an hour of fierce "debate", they chose "adjourn and negotiate". At this time, my father and I returned to the dining table , the house was quiet for a while. However, grandma unknowingly brought us into the original topic. The three people started a tense "debate" again.
This is really a family turmoil that goes from one wave to the next!
This family turmoil is unprecedented, and I hope it will be unprecedented. Because everyone has a good starting point, why can't we talk calmly? ——Postscript
"One person has two."
This is an inspiring language> There are two, one is positive, the other and vice versa. Like me, my soul seems to be divided into two souls and give me two conflicting views, they fight forever until victory, for no reason, they have been quiet, quiet My contradictions, depression, confusion... Suddenly, I thought today is the last day of vacation I really don’t want to go to school to see the teacher’s nervousness, the homework is so tight, Then there is heavy pressure, I feel that I can't afford a good one. If I don't go to school, forget all my worries at home, don't start my brain, don't want these problems, let alone face those strange eyes, I can't stand other people's treatment of me. Prejudice, hatred. Is it victory for those expressionless students to pretend to be silent to please the teacher? Well, I'm not disdainful. Do they now look like they will be able to compete for a place in society in the future? This is a question worth considering. Anyway, school is easy! " "No, I am a good and ambitious person. I must not let external factors affect my struggle and emotions, whether it is people, objects, things... not. We will have leftover exams soon, this is the semester to prove my textbook knowledge, but also to determine the distance between my dreams, I want to close the distance, we must start now! When we get to school, there is a better learning atmosphere. Everyone learns together and makes progress together, which is the direction of our dreams! When it remembers its own vow not to interfere with other people's things, maybe it also learns a way to not care about other people's opinions. Dante said, go your own way and let others tell you! It has nothing to do with me opening my mouth to others. The important thing is to work hard and try harder! The two souls are constantly arguing. Although the plot broke the tranquility, it did not trigger a war. Keeping pace, I didn't know about monitoring, and then I fell silent... Prize after owning these two paragraphs! " "No, make your decision now, don't be indecisive! "They also started arguing, and I didn't know what to do. I finally walked into the campus in a daze. I might complain, but luckily, I also have the same goal!
There was a letter lying inside, with a big hole torn out in the corner of the letter, revealing the white paper.
p>Qiangzi couldn’t remember how many times the stamps had been stolen. Ten times? Fifteen times? Anyway, every time Qiangzi got the letter, the good-looking letter would always smile at him. .
No matter who it was, he would no longer be indifferent. Qiangzi frowned and studied countermeasures seriously.
Catch a thief? With just a flash of thought, Qiangzi shook his head slightly, they are all from the same school... take a step back. Qiangzi bought a small lock, and while everyone was on lunch break, he installed the lock on the mailbox with a ding-dong-dong sound. Is it okay now? Qiangzi recited happily in his heart.
Qiangzi’s face quickly darkened again.
The "cruel" fact proves: Hadron's response to these enthusiastic stamp collectors was too polite. I don’t know who Kong Yiji, who loves to collect stamps, picked the lock, maybe it was a warning to Hadron, and this time the entire letter was gone.
"Okay! I'll let you pry it!" Qiangzi thought bitterly, and immediately responded: a large copper lock appeared on the small mailbox. "If you don't believe me, I can't cure you!" Qiangzi fiddled with the heavy lock, feeling a little more at ease.
Unfortunately, he was wrong again. When he saw the broken mailbox, he immediately realized this.
Encountering such an upsetting thing, Qiangzi's response has begun to become helpless.
It is only said that when the soldiers come, they will block it, and when the water comes, the earth will cover it. In the end it was all in vain. Whatever happens in life, the sound in my heart will echo. It seems that the problem has not been solved.
Qiangzi’s letters are no longer sent to the school, but are collected in person at the post office.
Of course, hadrons have to do more than just this. A letter was sent to the principal, detailing the embarrassment he encountered.
From Hadron's point of view, "luck" is pretty good. Soon there was a response from the school. The mailboxes in the communication room were all replaced by sturdy small iron boxes, and the mail management was also improved a lot. What makes everyone most happy is that the stamps have never been lost again.
The stamp controversy has subsided, but its lingering sound is still echoing in Qiangzi's heart.
New skirt controversy
"Look, how beautiful this skirt is!" Yes, look, there is golden lace on it! "It's so beautiful!" After hearing the envious compliments from my classmates, I felt very happy.
After school, I went home with a few friends. On the way, several female classmates saw my new skirt and were overwhelmed with envy. Naturally, I was very happy. I ran forward happily. Like a dancing butterfly. Suddenly, a basin of water was poured from a family building, and then two eggs fell down, right on my head. The water flowed down my hair and onto my new dress, and the water smelled bad. Just like that, my new skirt became dirty and smelly in the blink of an eye, and I was in a terrible mess. I was so angry that I said, "Who is it? You just poured water on it without even looking at it!" There was a burst of sharp laughter from upstairs. , then, a fat woman looked down and shouted savagely: "What's wrong? I'll just throw water on you. What do you want?" I was so angry that I thought: How could such a person throw water on Others refused to accompany me and instead scolded them. I said, "Then you shouldn't have splashed water from upstairs! What will happen to my skirt?" She yelled, "You deserve it! Whoever caused you to get into trouble, get out of here!" I was angry. Dewu had nothing to say, it was really a scholar meeting a soldier - it made sense but couldn't explain it. I left helplessly, feeling as uncomfortable as a knife stabbing me in my heart. When I got home, my mother showed no expression when she saw that I had become a drowned rat. She just said lightly: "I knew it would be like this. Don't wear new clothes again!" I felt sour, angry and sad. Angry at that woman's unreasonableness, sad about my beautiful dress, hey------
I always remember this incident, because it taught me to cultivate a good and polite child. It also taught me what tolerance is and what morality is.
A small incident I experienced
When I was in the sixth grade of elementary school, I made a friend. Because she was very thin, I called her "Skinny". ?
The "skinny man" was so weak that he was out of breath even when he ran 50 meters. But she was very generous and let me do everything. ?
One day after school, I invited her to my home as a guest and showed her one of my most cherished stamps. "How is it? Does it look good?" I used tweezers to show it to her. "Ah, it's so beautiful!" She stretched out her bamboo pole-like hands and held it in her palms. "Be careful! Don't get it dirty! You know, only 50 pieces are issued nationwide!" I said proudly, shaking my head. "I wish I had one," she murmured.
"Here, don't put it down!" I grabbed the stamp and put it in the drawer with a graceful movement. In the evening, when I was looking for a book, I suddenly found that the stamps were missing. How is this possible? I clearly put it in the drawer today. Could it be the "skinny man" who did it? Damn it! The next day, I found her and said sternly: "Tell me, did you take my stamps away? If you want it, just say so! Why are you sneaking around? What happened! I think you are very upright. But this time, I know it. It turns out you are a hypocrite! A liar! A thief!" My words were shot at her like a machine gun.
She was overwhelmed by my words and just shouted to me over and over again: "No! No..." But I refused to let her go and kept pressing her. This made her, whose oral expression skills were poor, so angry that her lips trembled and she was speechless.
Due to excitement, her wrinkled and white face turned red, and she finally cried "Wow". Seeing that she had no intention of returning it, I turned away angrily and ran away, never paying attention to her again.
One day during the summer vacation, I was helping my mother with housework. She suddenly came to me and said, "If I really got that stamp, just give it to me. I know you will. Let's become friends again!" Looking at her sincere eyes, I smiled. She said, "You just have to admit it earlier. In fact, I don't care." She lowered her head, her face turned red and white. After hearing what I said, she wanted to say something more, but her mother called me, so I Said: "You go first, I have something else to do." She nodded, turned around and walked away slowly.
I came to my mother and asked: "What's the matter?" My mother stretched out her hand and handed me a stamp and said: "Isn't this the stamp you were looking for a few days ago? It's under the table. "What? My eyes widened and I opened my mouth in surprise. Suddenly, I understood everything. ?
I held the stamp that caused the commotion tightly in my hand, and ran to her house with reverence and shame.
Answer: xf2008 - Jianghu Rookie Level 5 2007-1-13 17:38
Reporting the Storm
Genre Narrative
Theme It can be written that the aunt was pregnant, and the family was very happy and treated the aunt very well. But when the aunt gave birth to the child and found out that it was a girl, the family was divided into two groups. One party suddenly became indifferent to the aunt and wanted to throw away the baby girl; the other party, including the uncle, believed that boys and girls were the same and were more considerate of the aunt. The two groups started a heated debate and even banged the table. Finally, everyone agreed that boys and girls are the same.
The action description of this idea is interspersed throughout the text, and the focus can be expressed in the argument
1 One Sunday afternoon, my father and I went to the swimming pool to swim together. When I came to the swimming pool, I couldn't wait to jump into the water and swim freely.
The swimming pool is really big, the depth of the water is about 2 meters. I said to my father: "Dad, I want to swim to the deepest place. When I put my hand out of the water, it means that I can't hold my breath anymore. Just pull me up, okay?" Dad said: " Okay, be careful." At first, Dad cooperated well, but in the end, when I stretched out my hand, no one paid attention to me. At that time, I couldn't hold my breath anymore, and the water kept pouring into my nose and mouth. At this time, I thought: the common sense teacher said that water has good rebound power. So I tried to sink down, but because the swimming pool was too deep, I felt like falling into a trap, sinking deeper and deeper. ?
There was a sense of fear in my heart, would I... Thinking of this, I desperately flopped and struggled in the water, trying to get myself out of the water. At this moment, someone gently lifted me with his hand and dragged me from the water to the shore. I opened my eyes and saw that it was my father! Suddenly, my nose felt sore, and my tears flowed down like broken pearls. I shouted loudly: "Dad, why are you ignoring me! Just now I almost... almost..." Dad hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just forgot that you were still in the water and was chatting with my old classmates, so... "After this crisis, I deeply realized how fragile life is, and I will cherish my life even more in the future.
2 When I was in the second grade, my dad assigned me an essay - to look up information and write an essay. I thought to myself that I could just mess around with the homework assigned by my parents, so I ran to my room and closed the door tightly. I opened a book of composition and examinations on the table, and I accidentally saw an article called "The Elephant's Guest Star" with a very attractive title. I opened that page and read it carefully. Ha ha! This time I can muddle through! Dad doesn’t know anyway. I picked up the pencil and wrote quickly on the notebook. After I finished writing, I looked at my watch. Isn't it still early? I played on the computer again at home...
I gave the composition to my dad, waiting for his judgment. My dad was very happy when he saw it. He bought me toys that night and treated me to McDonald’s. Dad even praised me for my progress! I feel happy.
But happiness never lasts long. One day my dad was reading essays and exams. "Li Chenge! Come here!" Dad called. I thought it was a good thing, so I ran over happily. My father said, "What's going on? Are other people writing exactly the same thing as you?" I was shocked when I saw my father's attitude, so I confessed. My father said to me seriously: "You don't want my child." You think that the homework assigned by your parents is not homework. You will have to support your parents when you grow up! Don't cut corners so early. When you grow up, you will have to take exams in college. There will be ten people in a classroom to take exams. How can you do that? Copy? So you have to lay the foundation from elementary school. If you don’t do well in the exam, no school will want you. By then, you will only be able to pick up rags. Then not only will you not be able to support us, you will not be able to find food for yourself. At that time, I had to support my parents. Go and write another article."
I had to go back to my room and start writing. It took me more than an hour to finish a long article. Composition, I am so happy and anxious, I will never cut corners again, I will study harder, I will work hard and get good results every day!
3 As the saying goes: If the teacher is not in school, the students will be in chaos.
In the afternoon, the teacher of my class left in a hurry because he had to go to the first floor for a meeting and gave us some homework.
In the beginning, students were able to consciously abide by classroom disciplines. Ten minutes later, some students began to whisper to each other. Suddenly, someone screamed, causing a loud noise to shake the class. Then there were many weird sounds, including dogs barking, chickens crowing, cats meowing, etc. All kinds of "animals" gathered in my class. The sound of this animal is enough to make it difficult for students who want to learn.
The monitor, Huang Yanxuan, had to intervene, but these naughty male students ignored him at all. You see, classmate Zhou Yujie, the "king of interruptions", used his "nonsense technique" to create a "storm of spit" that swept across his area, leaving no one behind or left unscathed. Look at Guan Jinghua next to him, singing along with Zhou Yujie. It is precisely because of their singing and harmonizing that we gave them the nickname "Two Immortals of Nonsense". When you hear their names, you will definitely know that they two are "stinky"! It’s true that in self-study classes, you will definitely hear his “Two Immortals” voice. He stood up and started shouting again. ...
Regarding this farce, some people started to boo, but soon most of the students started doing their homework seriously again. With the joint intervention of classmates from the class committee, the farce ended hastily.
The next day, looking at these students who bowed their heads and stood in front of the teacher because they made mistakes, I thought, don’t forget about the moment of happiness.
Some small things happen every day in our class. Maybe they are nothing special, but they are closely related to my life.
Among them, the most interesting one is the "38th Parallel" incident. It was the first day of school, and I was assigned to the first row of the second group, sitting with Liang Wenqian. During the first class, her feet sneaked over. When I saw her "violating" my territory, I fought back hard, and she fought back not to be outdone. Our fierce fight continued until the end of get out of class, and she said, "No more fighting." Then he drew a "38th line" with a pencil and said: "No one is allowed to cross this line, otherwise he will learn like a dog and crawl three times!" From then on, the two of us were in fear all day long, fearing that we would be unlucky, and even raised our hands to speak in class. They are all cautious, fearing that disaster will happen to them. This tension lasted for several weeks.
One day when I was writing class assignments, I accidentally went over the line. well! What a shame, I really hate this "38th Line". Who can you blame? Students should help each other and not be tit-for-tat. From then on, I always helped her when she had difficulties, such as lending her pens, rulers, erasers, etc.
One afternoon, when I packed my things and was about to leave, she stopped me and said to me: "Let's dismantle the '38th Parallel'!" I agreed and removed it with an eraser. "38th Parallel" also eliminated the troubles in my heart, and the two of us turned enemies into friends.
The "38th Parallel" crisis is over. Our minds are also connected. I hope that all students will help each other, trust each other, and understand each other. I hope that all the students who are quarreling will stop quarreling, care about each other, and let our class be filled with joy and laughter!
4 Which family will not have "uproar"? Which family will not have some twists and turns to resolve the turmoil? However, in my heart, that twists and turns are like a brand, deeply imprinted in my mind. ?
Mom, the "mistress" of this story, is a strong and hardworking farm woman. Dad, the "hero" of this story, is an ordinary farmer with a feudal consciousness and a "market" in his mind. There are two "little ones" at home - my brother and I.
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