1. Write a personal essay of about 200 words
Mom
I love my mother.
My mother has beautiful long hair (short hair), a round face with two big jewel-like eyes, and a small cherry mouth. When people see it, they think she is a " A stunning beauty."
My mother loves me very much. Once, I had a high fever, and it was raining, thundering, and lightning flashing outside. This kind of weather was scary. My mother was about to wake me up. When she saw my blush, she touched my forehead. Knowing that I had a fever, she carried me on her back and ran to a nearby hospital. It's so cold outside, so scary! My mother was holding an umbrella in one hand and hugging me in the other. Her back was soaked by the rain. I really felt sorry for my mother! I asked my mother if she was cold, and she smiled and said, "Silly boy, I'm not cold."
When I got to the hospital, I got an injection. The fever gradually subsided, and then my mother was released. My mother caught a cold because of me.
I love my mother, my mother is the best mother in the world! Mom, I love you! 2. Write an essay of about 200 words
1 Interesting family anecdotes
There are many interesting anecdotes about my family, but there is one thing that remains fresh in my memory and is still vivid in my mind.
Last night at eleven o'clock, I asked my mother: "Do you want to have snacks tonight?" My mother said: "Okay!" I jumped three feet high.
I took out the "Hewei" that Junyi (my friend) gave me and looked at it carefully. It said "soak in warm water for three minutes and it is ready to eat." I opened the bottle cap and poured warm water into the "taste". After three minutes, I opened it all, picked up the chopsticks, and took a sip gently - ah! It’s like food eaten by gods! When my mother saw me like this, she couldn't help but take a bite. "It's so delicious!" she said in surprise. Just like that, this bowl of "taste-friendly" was destroyed by us. After eating, we were still thinking about the taste just now.
I couldn’t help laughing when I thought of our "greedy" look yesterday.
2 Fishing
There was a young man fishing on the shore, and an old man sitting next to him was also fishing. The two sat very close to each other. The strange thing is that the old people keep getting fish, but the young people have no harvest all day long. He finally lost his composure and asked the old man: "We both have the same bait and the same place. Why do you catch fish easily but I catch nothing?" The old man replied calmly: "When I fish, I only know that I am there, not I know there are fish; not only do I not move my hands or blink, my heart seems to be so still that it doesn’t beat, so the fish don’t know I exist, so they bite my bait; while you only think about the fish eating yours. There is no bait, and you keep staring at the fish. When you see a fish taking the bait, you feel impatient, your mood keeps changing, and you feel restless. It’s strange that the fish won’t scare you away. How can you catch a fish alone? If you know your own shortcomings, you will be more likely to win. If you only see other people's achievements and don't know the reasons behind their success, you have already lost half the battle. If you don't know how to reflect at this time and only know jealousy or self-pity, you will definitely lose. 3. Primary school essay about 200 words
One day, I got up, finished breakfast, and went to school with my schoolbag on my back. I walked not far, and my mother said from behind: "The weather is a bit cloudy today. Bring an umbrella." I said: "The weather is very good today, it won't rain." After that, I went to school.
When I went to the classroom and saw my classmates reading, I immediately sat down in my seat, took out the book and started reading. The first class was sunny and sunny, the second class was sunny and cloudy, the third class was drizzle, and the last class was pouring rain.
Ding ding ding, school is over, the students took their umbrellas and left, but I was still standing in the classroom.
Suddenly, I saw a familiar figure, it turned out to be my mother. I happily ran to my mother. My mother got on the electric bicycle and gave me the umbrella. When I got home, I saw that my mother was soaked all over. I was moved to tears. 4. An essay of about 200 words
Winter has passed, and Miss Spring came to the world with light steps. The spring sunshine is particularly bright, and Miss Chun opens her smiling face. The red beam of the sun shines over, touching you gently, like the hand of a young mother. With the brisk pace of the spring girl, the green grass breaks through the soil, sneaking out of the soil, tender and green.
In the park, you can see these tenacious grasses everywhere. In this warm season, in the woods, many trees are full of bright flowers; everyone refuses to give in. The red, yellow, and
flowers are really like a beautiful big flower bed. . Many butterflies and bees smelled the fragrance of the flowers, and they all flew to collect nectar, flying around in the air. In the woods, many birds are flying freely and happily. When they are happy, they sing crisp and sweet tunes. The warm spring light blows on the small river, and the river water is suddenly affected by a pleasant and melodious flute sound. Looking around , a group of naughty children are making willow flutes out of weeping willow stems! They blew out the happiness and joy in their hearts. The spring rain is gentle, and the spring rain is beating on the bamboo branches and leaves. The rain sometimes slides down in a straight line, and sometimes drifts with the wind, leaving behind beautiful shadows like smoke, mist, yarn, and silk. The splashing raindrops seem to be the beating notes on the piano, playing a beautiful melody. Why is the sky so colorful and dazzling? Ah, it turns out that the children are flying kites. Under the blue sky and white clouds, various kites are flying and flying freely. What a refreshing sight! 5. A primary school student’s diary of about 200 words {writing}
A day of five yuan
This morning should be the coolest in the past few days, but I feel hot and Annoying.
Last night, my mother said to me: "I'm going to Sanming for two days, and your father is not at home during the day, so you go out to eat lunch." But she only gave me ten yuan to save my money. I ordered flowers. I didn’t want my mother to say that I didn’t know how to manage money, so I nodded and agreed. At this time, I was holding a five-dollar bill in my hand and was planning how to spend the first day. My father had already cooked breakfast for me. Before going out, my father told me that you should go out to eat by yourself at noon.
In order to save some money, I didn’t dare to go out to play, so I hid at home and surfed the Internet. The whole morning passed quickly, and I was singing empty tricks in my stomach, so I came to a hotel not far from home. I ate a bowl of noodles at a snack bar far away for two yuan, but I didn’t feel full, so I had to spend another yuan to buy a sesame seed pancake. When I walked to the street, the red sun was scorching hot, and I felt thirsty again, so I walked home quickly, wanting to grab a bottle of Coke and drink it to my heart's content. Unexpectedly, I drank it all last night. Alas, I had to spend another two yuan to buy a bottle of Coke. At this time, I seemed to be hungry again, but I was already penniless. I had no choice but to grieve my stomach, and I sat next to the computer again. But my stomach still kept protesting to me. Reading novels, doing homework, playing games... I have nothing to do, I just want to forget that "I didn't have enough food for lunch." But no matter what I did, I still felt hungry, and the refrigerator and pantry were empty. I had to pour water into my stomach cup after cup, just to fill up my stomach. In this way, I passed the day like a year, and finally got through a long afternoon.
In the evening, my father cooked a lot of delicious meals for me and set a table. I stood at the table, looked at each dish, then filled a bowl of rice and ate it hungrily. I couldn’t wait to eat it with the plate... At that time, I finally realized that the dream of food and clothing is a deep desire for the poor.
It was late at night, and I lay in bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep, thinking about the hard work and helplessness of this "five yuan day", but it finally passed. Why am I usually so full that I don’t know how hungry I am? I know that my parents’ money is hard-earned and is the result of their hard work. Every penny should be cherished. I will never spend money lavishly again, I will be a frugal person. Tomorrow, I will make good use of the remaining five yuan to prevent myself from being as embarrassed as today. 6. Write a weekly diary of about 200 words, urgent
An unforgettable thing
This is something that happened to me, every time I read it on the bus When someone gives up my seat, I will recall that incident. This incident not only made me feel very ashamed of myself, but also gave me a feeling of admiration for a stranger.
It was a Sunday morning a year ago. I took the bus to my father’s work after attending class. As soon as I got on the bus, I quickly grabbed an empty seat and sat down without even looking. Then I looked into the carriage again and saw that there were quite a lot of people in the carriage. The whole carriage was like a sardine can, packed shoulder to shoulder and overcrowded.
When I was sitting leisurely and looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window, an old lady got on the bus. "As I walked towards my row of seats, I thought: There are still many stops to get to my father's workplace. How tiring it would be to squeeze in the crowd after giving up my seat. Should I give up? Just when I was hesitating, a young man stood up He got up and said to the old lady: "Grandma, please take my seat. "Then, he helped the old lady sit down carefully, while he kept leaning on the seat, holding on with one hand, holding the armrest tightly, resisting the crowded place. When I saw that the old lady had a seat, I didn't think about anything anymore, and continued Enjoy the scenery.
The car passed several stations, but there were only people coming from the front door, but no one walking out from the back door. I saw that the young man was even more crowded. Sweating, my back gradually buckled, and it was difficult to stand. We finally reached the terminal, and there were many people getting off the bus. The young man and I were also pushing each other towards the car door. Someone bumped the young man's leg. The young man screamed "Ouch" and gritted his teeth with a painful expression on his face. He covered his leg and got out of the car. I felt very strange: it can hurt even if it is bumped. Is it like this? I walked out of the bus with a "question mark" and saw the young man sitting on the side of the road, rolling up his trousers and checking the wound. It turned out that it was an injured leg, and the knee was tightly wrapped with gauze. , he was injured!
I stood there, dumbfounded, looking at the red scarf on my chest, feeling it was so hot on my face. I thought: I am a young pioneer, am I worthy of the red scarf? I'm so ashamed.
Although it has been so long, I still remember this incident all the time: to be a helpful person, you can only do it by helping others. Happier. 7. Write a short essay of about 200 words.
Understand that success requires accumulation.
Writers must write, write, and write again.
Only. Only through continuous writing can you know what is written well and what is not well written. How to summarize the vast world with one stroke, and how to unfold a world when facing a grain of sand.
"Reading breaks down." "Thousands of volumes, the strokes are like a god" Du Fu's poem can also be applied to writing, writing tens of thousands of volumes, the strokes are as smooth as a god.
We listened to the pianist playing beautiful music in the audience, and we were intoxicated. Like infatuation, like singing, like crying, like wind and rain, like love and hate, intertwined and orderly, with active rhythms, there are too many to list.
However, the pianist practices day and night before playing. Bitterness, tears, irritability, anger, hatred, all the so-called setbacks, he (she) has to face, and must spend a certain amount of time to practice the piano every day, maybe for survival or life, but most of them are out of My interest and dream is to let myself and others enjoy the power and inspiration of music. We have worked hard for glorious moments.
We stand in front of Leonardo da Vinci's famous painting "Mona Lisa". , we are surprised, we reverie, we are shocked, we reminisce, we are happy, we think, we ask questions, etc. We have colorful thoughts about Mona Lisa's smile, why? Because the painter has reached the extreme. There is a popular story about how to draw a dragon without dotting the eyes. Once the eyes are dotted, the dragon will fly away. In the painting of Nine Dragons, eight dragons will fly away, leaving only the dragon without dotting the eyes. Of course this is just a compliment to the artist, the painting is so magical and beautiful, just like a real dragon.
However, before Leonardo da Vinci painted this famous painting, he made countless paintings. There is a story that has become a favorite, that is, he painted eggs. At first glance, an egg may appear round or rounded, but when it comes to painting, it can be painted from different angles, giving the egg a myriad of postures. Using the concept of geometry, a garden can be divided into many sides, because a garden can also be regarded as the earth or a planet. Leonardo da Vinci understood the skill and artistic conception of painting from the hard training of painting eggs. From then on, we continued to develop a bright road.
In ancient times, there was a famous calligrapher who used a lake to practice his pen. It can be imagined that he practiced his pen and ink day and night.
Today's athletes have shed so much sweat and tears in order to realize themselves and win glory for the country.
It took Cao Xueqin 10 years to write "A Dream of Red Mansions", but now tens of millions of people have joined the Red School.
Sima Qian spent 18 years writing his "Historical Records", and in a difficult environment, it will shock you.
Li Shizhen spent 27 years writing his "Compendium of Materia Medica", leaving a glorious page for medicine.
It took Copernicus 30 years to write "On the Revolution of the Celestial Bodies". This kind of spirit can inspire your life.
Marx struggled for 40 years to write "Das Kapital", and today China regards it as truth.
Hugo took 30 years to write "Les Misérables" and it is food for people's spirit.
Goethe spent 60 years writing his "Faust", and I admire his patience and writing spirit alone.
Writers are reborn in writing. Writing is life, writing is thought, and writing is spirit.
There are no writers who do not write, just like there are no pianists who do not play the piano, no painters who do not paint, no calligraphers who do not write, and no athletes who do not exercise. Numbers themselves have no life, but the people who use them have life.
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Is this okay? It’s not enough! ! ! Dear teachers and classmates: The warm spring breeze is blowing on our faces, and the bright spring scenery of March makes people feel refreshed. This week is the "Safety Education Week" in primary and secondary schools across the country.
When "safety" is with us, we don't care. Once "danger" comes, it will bring us endless pain. Not to mention far away, there are many shocking accidents around us. For example, in 2006, two female classmates in middle school had a car accident on the Ludaqiao Bridge and died on the spot; in 2007, a female student in elementary school was crushed by a falling water pipe. Death... Countless facts are tearing at our hearts, and we have to cry out, students, please always remember the word "safety"! In order to implement the spirit of instructions from superiors on safety work, our school has always attached great importance to safety work and carried out a series of careful safety precautions, such as prohibiting parents’ vehicles from entering the school gate, prohibiting students under the age of 12 from riding to school, and purchasing fire extinguishers. equipment, prohibiting chasing and picking up railings after class, emphasizing courtesy on the right when going up and down stairs, taking safety classes, implementing a safety responsibility system, etc.
These are for the safety of the students. However, due to the influence of many factors, some safety hazards have not been completely eliminated, and students do not have a strong awareness of daily safety precautions.
For example, chasing after class, being disrespectful when going up and down stairs, pushing on railings, staying behind after school, climbing at will, playing in water and swimming, not obeying traffic rules when walking, etc. All these pose hidden dangers to the safety of students.
For this reason, we must pay attention to campus safety in school, walk slowly and quietly to the right when going up and down stairs; do not fight, chase, or run around in corridors and activity venues during class; Be friendly and modest, live in harmony, do not fight, and do not cause trouble for no reason; be extra careful when using scissors, pencil sharpeners and other utensils, and do not play; tell parents not to drive vehicles into the school gate, do not stay at school after school, and do not stop outside the school to buy snacks . Pay attention to traffic safety on the way home. Look left and right when driving and walking, and do not run red lights; do not rush for the right of way, ride fast, do not walk side by side, and be careful when turning at intersections; do not play, run, or joke on the road.
Pay attention to traffic safety at all times and everywhere. Pay attention to family safety at home and remember not to play with fire, water, electricity, etc.
My classmates, safety is always in your heart, and life will be smooth sailing. Let us pay attention to life, pay attention to safety, and thrive. Let safety accompany you on campus, and you take safety home.
There is more.
Personal life is like the thin cicada wings, which cannot withstand any wind and rain. It is fragile, but extremely strong. The Creator created man, and vibrant life came into this world. Shouldn’t we cherish it? In my definition, the blooming of flowers is the beginning of life, and the decline of flowers is the end of life. How many flowers can we see blooming and withering in a person's life? When you look at the time, time slips away quietly.
I can't help but sigh - life is so short! In this busy street, in this joy and laughter, there is a terrible devil hidden, you know - drunk driving! ! ! Nowadays, with the development of the economy, there is a constant flow of vehicles on the road. Tragedies may be staged on the busy road at any time, and every living life disappears under the tires. Bursts of laughter were buried in the harsh sound of trumpets. Facing this frightening scene, can you not feel regretful? An important reason for this tragedy is people's lack of awareness of self-protection and traffic safety.
There was a news report. People were walking through the crowded streets, and the rapid honking was deafening. At this time, a car rushed over, and a primary school student carrying a schoolbag was seen bouncing away. On the way home, I screamed "Ah!!" and saw a fast car hit the student. The child who was so lively just now was knocked away. People stopped and watched. Looking at this horrific scene, how tragic! The conscience of the driver who caused the accident was not completely gone. He staggered out of the car and quickly dialed 120. The driver held the child and said, "You must hold on, the doctor will be here soon!" Blood flowed on the ground, dazzling The red color was so eye-catching. After a while, the ambulance came. The doctors put the child on the stretcher, and the driver who caused the accident also followed. Later, although the child's life was not in danger, unfortunately, the child was half paralyzed. This is a bloody lesson! Because a person drinks a little bit of wine, and in exchange a flower bud that has not yet bloomed will wither. When an accident occurs, it cannot be undone with regret and tears.
Every traffic accident indirectly breaks up a beautiful family. Shouldn't people reflect on it? If we increase our awareness of traffic precautions, if we keep our mouth shut and don't drink and drive, and if we learn more about traffic rules, then many accidents can be avoided. An ideal home requires everyone's efforts, and we should improve our safety awareness.
We must prevent traffic accidents from harming the entire society, and do not let those shocking scenes appear again. Everyone's life is given to us by our parents, and it is extremely precious. Only with the existence of life can we realize our colorful dreams.
A person will not have a second life, so we should cherish it more. We are the future of our motherland, the builders and rulers of the future. For our tomorrow, let us cherish life, are you willing? There is another article, you can read it. When we walked into the campus bathed in the bright sunshine, a beautiful day began again.
For us students, time at school takes up almost all of our lives, so I think campus safety is very important. The time when we go to school and after school every day may be the time when parents and teachers are most worried.
According to information released by relevant departments, the number of casualties among primary and secondary school students caused by traffic accidents in 2005 exceeded 25,000. On average, nearly 12 primary and secondary school students were killed under the wheels every day. In fact, everyone knows the traffic rules, but some students are unwilling to obey them consciously, which leads to tragedy.
Because primary and secondary school students are active and playful, they like to play and play on the roadside, which is very dangerous. Be careful when driving and walking, and don't run red lights; don't "worship" Liu Xiang and climb over fences; people under 12 years old are not allowed to ride on the road.
Fire brings light and warmth to people, but it can also bring disasters to people. This is fire. study. 9. An essay about something, about 200 words
My classmates
It seems like just yesterday, we were in the first grade class listening to the teacher with our eyes wide open. And these six years have passed in a blink of an eye, and in a blink of an eye, we have reached the stage of review for the graduation exam. In the past six years, we have experienced many ups and downs. As the saying goes, "A friend in need is a friend indeed", and this is absolutely true. Every classmate has his or her close friend, and she is my friend.
To be honest, she looks fat, with dark skin and chubby little hands. She looks silly, but through her eyes, she can see the light of wisdom. We affectionately call her "Mengmeng"
Mengmeng loves to help others. Once there was a famine in Guizhou, and people were like ants on a hot pot—turning around.
Our school mobilizes us to donate things to them, it doesn’t matter more or less. When I heard the news, the whole class was excited and everyone was discussing it enthusiastically. The next day, we came to school with bare hands, and we had already forgotten all about it. Only Mengmeng walked over panting with a large box of things in her arms. The classmates looked at it and were in an uproar. She put her things on the ground, and they suddenly piled up into a hill, forming a "scenic spot" with clothes, schoolbags, books, money? Even her brand new pencil bag was in it. I thought to myself: What are you doing with so many things? Can't you just grab something? Thinking about it, I walked up to her and asked puzzledly: "Why are you bringing so many things? Can't you just find something for business? You also brought your newly bought pencil bag, are you willing to give it up?" I asked her a series of questions. But she said easily: "This is what we should do, and it is the only thing we can do. Are you willing to watch the Chinese compatriots suffer? Although this thing is small, it can represent my heart. Only in this way can we If one side is in trouble, help from all sides!" I was deeply moved by her words. I felt that she was so tall and I was so short.
Mengmeng is such a person. No matter how much he has, he always has to dedicate, dedicate?