please write an article on the topic of "the feeling of pounding your heart" according to your own personal experience or experience.
Requirements:
① The content written must be within the scope of the topic.
② the topic is self-drawn.
③ self-determination.
④ Style selection (except poetry)
⑤ No less than 6 words.
⑥ you should have your own experience and sentiment, and you should not copy it.
⑦ No real place names, school names and names are allowed in the text.
⑧ Writing should be correct, standardized and beautiful.
"Pain" loves my whole life
I am an out-and-out rural child. Since I can remember, my father has told me many times that rural children are bitter and stronger than urban children. For more than ten years, I have been growing up with "painful" love in this way.
I don't know whether it was God's favor or other reasons. When I graduated from primary school, I was admitted to a private middle school in the county for free because of my excellent grades.
I still clearly remember that on the first day of school, my father rode the old "Phoenix" that had been with him for more than 2 years, and carried the bedding for me. I followed, carrying big bags and small bags, riding all the way. Along the way, the father and the daughter didn't say a word. I know, dad is still in a hurry to go to work. He said that he would deduct ten yuan for missing half a day's work.
When I came to the new school, everything seemed so fresh, and there were so many people in the school as if they were going to the market. Cars, vans and all kinds of motorcycles are parked at the school gate. Dad leaned his broken "Phoenix" against a small tree, unlocked, carrying his bedroll and walking through the crowd. I followed dad closely for fear of getting separated. I was surrounded by adults, and it took me a lot of effort to squeeze through. Dad helped me find the dormitory and chose a bed next to the window. Dad said that the sunshine here is good, it is not damp, and it is warm in winter. As for other comforts, I didn't say a word. I put down my bedroll and turned around and left. "Dad!" I gave a loud cry, and Dad turned around. "What's up?" I looked at my father in silence, just gave a wry smile, turned around and left again. I fought back my tears and made my bed by myself. Watching other parents help their children make bedding and tidy things up, my tears brushed down, but I immediately dried them. Dad said that children in rural areas need to be strong.
from now on, every time there is a holiday at school, I will go home by myself, sometimes by car and sometimes on foot. When I get home, I make my own fire to cook, clean the room, and then wait for my father, mother and younger brother to come back while reading. This is a habit that I have developed for many years and has never changed.
time flies, and it is three years in a flash. The mid-term exam is coming today, and I got up at five o'clock in the morning. Mom went to work in the factory last night and hasn't come back yet. Dad has gone to work early. I cook my own cooked rice. After dinner, I take a bus to the examination room. Just as I was about to walk through the gate of the examination room, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in my field of vision. Never thought, it was dad, and dad came riding his broken "Phoenix". Suddenly, a feeling of heartache flowed all over my body, and my tears couldn't stop, and I kept spinning in my eyes. "Dad, why are you here? You missed a day's work by more than ten dollars!" "No matter how busy the farm work is, I don't trust you to take the exam alone. Go in quickly, and the exam will be held soon. Dad is waiting for you outside."
when I wrote this, my tears could not help flowing down again. Dad, don't worry, I will do well in the first exam, because you are waiting for me outside, and the words you entrusted me with for many years will always make me feel heartbroken ...
[Full Score Revealed]
This is a rare composition with full score in the examination room. The outstanding points of this article are as follows:
First, the selection of materials is full of personality. The author's dialogue has a profound understanding and unique experience. Through ordinary things that many people see in daily life, the theme of fatherly love is achieved. It is this "special love" that gives "special me" and shapes the spirit of self-improvement and independent enterprising.
second, the narrative angle is small. The author chooses two little things: "Dad", "Sending a girl to school" and "Accompanying a girl in the senior high school entrance examination" to show his great fatherly love, which is inseparable from his keen observation ability and rich emotional resources.
third, the feelings are simple and natural. "Touching people, don't worry about love first." Between the lines of writing, the author's infinite affection is everywhere. This kind of emotion, without affectation, is true and natural, simple and unpretentious, which makes people feel tearful when reading, which shows that the young author's language and writing skills make people taste and admire.
the wind of "love" in Lushan Mountain
Wise people face the water widely, while benevolent people face the mountains high.
It's the first time to visit Lushan Mountain. It's early summer. There are thousands of trees and pears in the spring breeze all night. The face is not cold, and the things are moistened silently. It's green, the Poyang Lake is warm, the fragrant flowers are thick, the peach is red and the pear is white, and the Xia Feng is like a cut, which is fresh and pleasant.
If spring makes people pregnant, summer makes people love, autumn makes people think, and winter makes people realize; If the rain is refreshing, the dew is proud, and the snow is clean, then the wind is the essence and aura of natural changes.
I stand at the peak of Hanyang Mountain, facing Jiujiang, where the mountain breeze blows my face, which is especially refreshing. A few hundred meters to the lower right, it is the place where Zhou Lang trained in those days. In front of me is the mighty Yangtze River, "river of no return, whose waves are exhausted, is a romantic figure through the ages", and just below it is the secluded place where Tao Yuanming lived in those years, "Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan".
All this is so fascinating, and it is so novel and spectacular for a child who has lived in the plain for 17 years. The mountain breeze still comes leisurely, such as the breeze blowing in the willows, and the wind is still pleasant to listen to, like a whisper of Yan language. People accompanying me are intoxicated with this eternal beauty, and I have been deeply immersed in this beautiful beauty that my clumsy pen can no longer describe. At this moment, a feeling of heartache, from nothing to nothing, from breeding to expansion, finally came out completely in generate, and that feeling seems to be stepping into it.
The breeze is a little more urgent, and the clouds are misty. My heart-warming feeling makes me unreal, and I seem to be beyond time and space, beyond everything in nature.
The wind is changing, the waves are scouring the sand, and the wind is rustling, and Jing Ke is going to go to war with Yishui. It is stirring, and the wind is blowing, and Liu Bang is singing loudly, swallowing mountains and rivers, and Li Bai is frustrated in writing poems, and he is full of enthusiasm. "An Neng can bow his eyebrows and serve the dignitaries ..."
The wind is swaying, and I am deeply moved.
a mirage is precious, and the ancient price is even higher.
Wind, wind, it is you who make me a man who thinks he is strong shed tears. In the past 17 years, who has made me feel really excited, but you-Lushan Wind.
Lushan mountain wind, you made me realize that kites are flying against the sky, and that the wind is flying in the clouds, which makes me feel excited and clear. You let me have a touching heart, you opened my heart that has been sealed for a long time, and you let me have a feeling of heartache again.
ask what the wind is in the world, just ask me to live and die.
After reading this composition in the examination room, we can't help applauding such talented students among our junior high school students. No matter from which angle we analyze it, we all think it is an impeccable composition in the examination room, with beautiful language and fluent writing. Through the back of this composition in the examination room, we feel that it is difficult for a student to write a good composition without certain knowledge and cultural accumulation.
Heartbeat in the Tang Poetry Room
Before the book of poems was opened, the feeling of a pounding heart had quietly spilled over my chest, cleaning up my thoughts ... ——— Inscription
Perhaps everyone's heart was cleaning up a prosperous Tang Dynasty, so the Tang costume that inspired the Chinese people returned to our wardrobe, and the China Festival returned to our dresses.
the moonlight in the Tang dynasty-consolation
I don't know who was the first to see the moon in the moonlight night on the riverside. So the beautiful night of the month illuminates the loneliness of sleepless people. The moon is the hometown of wanderers, and so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed is still the frost of homesickness; The moon is the concern of thinking about women, which reduces the brightness every night in the sound of smashing clothes; The moon is the friend of the lonely, wandering, and the person who makes a toast.
The month makes my heart beat. It turns out that the month is people's emotional comfort.
......
The fierce sprinkling in the Tang Dynasty-selling sorrow
attracted poets to raise their glasses to sell their sorrow, and they exchanged thousands of dollars for wine, but they wanted to get drunk. Three cups lead to the avenue, and a fight will be natural. In one's life, one can get drunk with the flowers and pour wine into the river in the coming month. When you are drunk, you will be hurt, and everyone who is drunk will be humiliated and forgotten, and the world will be cold and empty. At present, the wine is strong, and come to a pot of strong liquor, and I am full of lofty sentiments.
Wine makes my heart beat. Now you have become people's spiritual sustenance.
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Qing Gao, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.
a pot of wine, a sword, a crescent moon, dancing and drinking all the way. Drink a fallen fairy in the Tang Dynasty, and dance a sword before the Tang Dynasty. Drunk in Chang 'an, the son of heaven is hard to find, not whitewashing, not for praise, the sea laughed and sent out boats, and since then you have traveled all over the landscape of the old country and indulged in the world.
Poet, you make my heart beat, because you are an unruly traveler.
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There are three reasons why the composition of this examination room can stand out among many compositions: 1. The angle of selecting materials is different, and the examinee. Second, the arrangement of the structure is not eclectic. Candidates can extract three typical images from the Tang Dynasty: comfort, sadness and lofty. It can also be seen that the arrangement of the structure is reasonable, not only paying attention to the structure, but also paying attention to the content, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone. Third, the atmosphere of language is amazing. Judging from the article, this is indeed a very talented candidate who usually pays attention to accumulation and thinking. The language of this article provides a good reference for students who take the senior high school entrance examination in the future. Looking at the full text, it is really commendable, and full marks should be reasonable.
My mother's diary
One day, I was rummaging through clothes in my closet at home, and I accidentally touched a hard notebook at the bottom of the closet. I took it out and saw that the cover read "Little by little about him", which was my mother's handwriting! Who is "he"? Is it mother's? Maybe it's the father? Curiosity prompted me to turn over the first page of the text, and my brain was running at a high speed with the search of my eyes ...
"××× year × month × day, week × year × month × day of the lunar calendar ..."! This is my birthday! After a quick scan, I realized that "he" originally meant her son-"I". As can be seen from the diary, from the first, no, even the first moment when I was born, my mother kept this diary by heart.
"On December 16th, 1991, it was the first day after Xiao X was born three months ago. I had no choice but to take him to the hospital again. The doctor said that because of his premature birth, he was weak and needed more intensive care. Through the glass, watching the thin needle slowly plunge into his body, my heart shook violently with his loud cry. I can only beg: Son, get strong quickly ... "
" On September 5, 1993, Xiao X was still very weak despite eating all kinds of supplements recently. Today, he had a high fever again, coughing one after another, so I had to take him. "
" On September 16th, 1996, time passed in his toddler and babbling. Today is his sixth birthday. I showed him the photos of his first birthday. He excitedly pointed to the photos and asked me,' Mom, is this me when I was a child? I was so skinny then!' While eating the cake, I didn't expect him to hand me the biggest cake:' Mom, this biggest cake is for you!' Why give me the biggest one?' Because you raised me, it's really not easy. When I grow up, I will buy you cakes every day!' I can't tell my feelings at that time, but I feel that my children have grown up and become sensible, and all my efforts have paid off ... "
My mother's diary gave me a feeling of heartache. Why didn't I notice all this at ordinary times? !
When I went to middle school, my mother remembered it more carefully-
"On May 2, 21,' Mom, I'm back!'" Seeing him fly into the room alive and kicking like a bird, I knew he must have some good news: the child grew up with a great contrast between anger and anger. Sure enough, he won the prize for his composition. Seeing his happy appearance, my heart is warm. I think it is the satisfaction and relief for his progress. "
" On October 26th, 25, today, when I was packing for him, I accidentally found a' love letter' written by Feng Tongxue. I was shocked. How could this be done? I got information from my teacher, but then I remembered that he almost ran away from home a few days ago because he was at odds with me, and those locked diaries ... I suddenly remembered the contents of the' parents' lecture' on TV. When a child really has his own secrets, he realizes that he has grown up. So I put the letter back where it was, and I believe he can handle his own affairs. "
"On March 1th, 26, recently, I felt more and more that I lacked communication with Xiao X, but I didn't know what to do. His temper is getting more and more stubborn, he can't listen to any advice, and his gloomy attitude towards life all break my heart. I know that too much pressure has made him breathless, so I don't want to give him any more pressure. Just like he failed in the last exam, I didn't criticize him, because whether he can meet our expectations or not, he is still my son who I have loved and cherished for 16 years ... "
Looking over, my eyes are blurred. At this moment, it is more than a feeling of heartache. I have already