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1. Fengyun composition in examination room

This afternoon is the mid-term exam, and I am very nervous and excited, because half a semester has passed and witnessed our strength.

I will go all out to get good grades in the exam. Start taking the math test.

After the papers were handed out, the students began to answer questions. In the examination room, the classroom is very quiet.

The students are having a tense exam. In the classroom, the students' writing sounds rustle like spring silkworms chewing mulberry leaves.

I looked around and saw some students burying their heads in writing papers; Some people think with their chins in their hands; Some are biting their pens, and some are puzzled by problems. Look, that classmate holds his chin in one hand and his hair in the other.

After a while, I picked up the strokes, frowned and blushed. After a while, he suddenly smiled, picked up a pen and brushed it on the roll paper ... while I was biting my pen and examining it carefully.

I didn't dare to be careless, although a crisp whistle, the tense math exam was over. I also handed in a satisfactory answer sheet.

After math, there is Chinese, which is my biggest headache. So, I faced every problem seriously. Finally, I began to write a composition. I looked at the topic and began to choose materials. Finally I decided to write 5.

12 touching story in the earthquake. I suddenly felt like a fountain, and my pen flew away.

I wrote down all my thoughts and finally filled the grid, but I still have endless words, because there are thousands of touching examples of Qian Qian in the world. I finally had to stop writing.

After writing, I took a long breath and began to check again. The exam is over, so I can only wait for the teacher to give me a satisfactory score.

2. Composition "Storm in the Examination Room"

The Chinese exam was silent today. Suddenly, the teacher's shouts broke the tense air at this time. I was trying to write and didn't pay attention. But I've only heard Chen Wenjing a few times. When I saw it, the ground was covered with white paper. I looked at my deskmate. Her eyes widened and her mouth was panting. I looked at the blank paper again and looked at it attentively. That's a piece of paper! I held my breath and didn't dare to get out of the atmosphere. I saw that everyone was surprised, and at the same time, the pictures in the classroom seemed to be frozen, so terrible and mysterious.

When I saw Wang Siqing's desk was empty, my heart felt like a needle. Seeing the teacher's locked brow, dry lips and serious expression, I feel an inexplicable panic from time to time. At this moment, I was shocked when I saw the teacher grab Liu Xinyi's paper and then angrily tore up the second one. I can't believe the amiable teacher in front of me.

Later, I knew it was Wang Siqing who asked Liu Xinyi the answer. Liu Xinyi didn't tell Wang Siqing. The teacher knew that he had mistaken a good man, so he made up Liu Xinyi's first paper. At this time, the teacher was earnest and said angrily to Wang Siqing, "You must be honest first, learn to be a man first, and then learn knowledge. Do you understand? " I began to pay attention to Wang Siqing. There were tears in her eyes, but they didn't fall for a long time. Maybe she is fighting back, and she is very clear. .

3. Composition on the topic of examination room

"The examination room is like a battlefield."

Since ancient times, the battlefield has been filled with smoke, and it is inevitable that there will be corpses everywhere and rivers of blood. And the result? Or one side wins completely and the other side runs away; Or both, both. Although there is no smoke and no fighting in the examination room, there are dangers everywhere. If you are not careful, you will fall into the "trap" and fall into the "trap" of the enemy. The victory or defeat on the battlefield often depends on the proper use of tactics, and the most important thing is the people's hearts. The same is true of the examination room.

The examination room is like a battlefield. After a fierce "killing", countless candidates were defeated, and only those outstanding people won, occupying the highlands and overlooking the crowd.

The examination room is like a battlefield, and the two armies are about to go to war. At that moment, the air on the battlefield was almost suffocating, only the screams and applause of the horses. In the examination room, there are only the sound of candidates turning over and pens scratching on paper, and occasionally the sound of stools creaking on the surface of the iron frame and the sound of students coughing can be heard, which makes the whole examination room breathless.

The examination room is like a battlefield. After studying hard in the cold window 12 years, one has achieved fruitful results and the other has fallen into Sun Shan. For those who won the prize, at this time, it can be said in their hearts that "the spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and they can see all the Chang 'an flowers in one day." At this time, for the loser, it is really "thinking of Xiang Yu at this point, refusing Jiangdong." "

The examination room is like a battlefield, unpredictable. Only by grasping the sword in your hand, going forward bravely and not afraid of the strength of your opponent can you win the battle!

After a fierce "killing", countless candidates lost one after another, and only those excellent candidates won, occupied the highland and looked down on everyone.

The examination room is like a battlefield, unpredictable. Only by grasping the sword in your hand, going forward bravely and not afraid of the strength of your opponent can you win the battle!

4. Storm composition in examination room

Our life has to go through many exams, big and small, primary school exams, middle school exams and college exams. I experienced my first exam a few days ago, and now I'm still scared in retrospect-I was in a flurry all day.

The teacher announced the news of the exam the other day. The students just looked at the teacher and didn't seem to take it seriously at all. The "big net" of the exam came at me like a "small fish". I had no choice but to face it. Time flies like running water, and it passed in a blink of an eye.

When the day of the exam comes, when students come to school, they will bury their heads in their studies. What's the use? Either way, it's a last-minute cramming. When the bell rang, the teacher held a stack of test papers on time, and suddenly a big stone was pressed in my heart. When the teacher handed out the test paper, I thought: What is the test paper like? Is it difficult? Many questions linger in my mind. The test paper was handed out in my hand. As soon as I saw that the topic was ok, I began to write it. Just as I was writing a reading topic, a "roadblock" stood in front of me. I couldn't figure out the answer, so I decided to make 36 plans-walking is the best plan.

I went to write a composition first. When I was writing my composition, I suddenly had a brainwave and thought of the answer. This is really "no answer, another village." Finally, I finished this test paper. This is for my classmates. Some of them are looking around, some are absorbed in doing test papers, and some are scratching their heads, like ants on hot bricks-they are cornered.

So I also devoted myself to checking the test paper. Time passed by, and it was time for the exam. I reluctantly handed in my test paper. .......................................................................................................................................... used to think that study and life were boring, doing the same things regularly every day, and even felt that living was meaningless. Dad told me that every day is different. Today, I tasted "sour", and tomorrow, what awaits me is "sweet".

Is my seemingly boring life really different every day? I'm dubious. Begging for a long time, I finally got my own qq number, and finally managed to squeeze out some time to chat, only to feel that life is still a little fun.

My screen name seems quite popular. As soon as I went up, several people added me as friends. It's boring to sit next to me when Han sees me chatting.

How can you ignore the guests? This is my principle, so I handed over my "throne". Han was chatting on my qq. Someone asked her for her mobile phone, and she went in without hesitation. Unexpectedly, the man called.

I picked up the phone and listened to a lot of what the man said before I realized that he was giving me a book. Send books? The more excited I am with Korean, the more I enter my name and address, and then I say goodbye to that person.

I told my mother about it with great excitement. Hearing this, she was startled and said that there must be something wrong with the man's head. Otherwise, who will send books to others for no reason? My mother also told me the story that the child was cheated and sold as a child bride.

He also said that I was just the right age, which made my heart cold. Dad came over, and when he heard this, he said how I could give the correct name and address to others, while blaming my mother for letting me chat.

I was too scared to come out from behind my mother. Early the next morning, I quickly called Han to discuss countermeasures.

Who knows that the man called again and said that he would come to Wuxi to see us, which scared us ... beyond words. After a long discussion, I decided to hold him steady and tell him that we are not available.

Although there is no danger for the time being, we scientists are on tenterhooks all day, afraid that someone will suddenly appear, so they kidnapped us.

5. Composition on the topic of Fengyun

Fan Wen:

The examination room is like a river's lake, full of wind and cloud, and murderous. Students are arrogant swordsmen, and we ride the world alone with precious swords-fountain pens and cheats. Try your best, just for the chance of fame-score!

"Please get ready for the candidates-"I walked into the examination room with the tragic feeling of "the wind is rustling and the water is cold", and I couldn't wait to look around before my ass stuck to the chair. "Hey, isn't that Zhang's * *, a primary school classmate? He is a top student, so be careful. " "Hey? Lin * * is also in this class? Ha ha! My grades are better than his. " ...

Know yourself and know yourself, but before I finish spying on the enemy, I feel a "murderous look" behind me. Looking back at me, I almost flew more than half-it was the invigilator! Just one look scared me, the master is really a master!

When I got the test paper, I immediately beamed. Haha, it's that simple? I pulled out my "treasure knife" with certainty, and with a few strokes, I dried up a piece of chop suey that was in the way. I was about to move forward bravely when I suddenly met a problem. Is this the legendary "little boss"? I wiped the sweat from my forehead and never dared to treat it lightly again. Time goes by, but I am still playing with it. Finally! It shows a flaw! I took the opportunity to annihilate in one fell swoop. "Hum, that's it." I grinned proudly and left without looking back, leaving only a lonely figure!

With this victory, I became more and more brave, and I solved many problems one by one. Finally! I'm at the last minute! The last question is really a monster. Just looking at it makes my eyes faint and dizzy. But getting cold feet is not a bloody charlatan! I clenched my sweaty "nod" and shouted at him head-on.

Just as I was fighting with Big Boss, the next table touched my arm. "The answer to the last question is that it has just come out of the oven and just warmed up ~" He handed me a piece of paper that looked unfathomable and unfathomable. I swallowed and answered with trembling hands. Isn't that what I need now? Kung fu cheats! But then I thought, Jianghu chivalrous people must have a heart of justice. How can I have such ill-gotten gains? "That's it, I don't want it!" I turned around at the next table with a surprised expression and nodded to continue fighting with the "boss".

Although I still haven't solved the last question, I have kept my just heart as a knight-errant-honesty! The exam was over, and I lost completely, but I couldn't help laughing. How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward! What's more, I lost willingly!

The examination room is a river and lake, and it is surging. But no amount of victories and honors can buy me a chivalrous heart!

6. Kong Yiji continued to write his composition in the middle of the edition.

Although Kong Yiji was a tragic figure in the late feudal society, can we think about it? What if he tried to get into the scholar and then got into the scholar? Can you see the bright side? If he really becomes a juren, what will happen to him and the people around him, especially the hotel owner and Ding? I think it must be a very funny scene.

Let me change the plot: Let's just say that when Ding broke his leg, he dragged a broken leg (I hope it was just a broken bone) out of the town bit by bit. Fortunately, he met a blind beggar with dozens of pennies in an empty bowl. As there was no one around, he quietly took the money with a bowl. "But what should I do after that? How long can these dozens of articles last? I can't steal this broken leg again. "

Kong Yiji thought he was down and out. I went to a pub and ordered a bowl of wine and a plate of fennel beans. I was thinking while drinking. I happened to see those scholars who took the imperial examination. "Come on, my life and death depend on this matter. It's good to win, but not ... so let it go. "

He smiled, wondering whether he was happy or too sad. Life and death are not important to him. He "walked" to the examination room with trepidation, endured the cynical eyes all the way, and slowly came to the examination room, almost being kicked out. In the examination room, those young scholars are not much better than shorts, and they still look at the "broken-legged scholars" with discrimination and ridicule.

Maybe God knows, this topic is just something he often recited when he was a child, but those ordinary scholars didn't learn it. What is the fourth way to write "Hui"? Ha, it's simple. "Kong Yiji proudly answered the paper.

Time is up, and all the scholars in the examination room except Kong Yiji came out dejectedly, but Kong Yiji came out happily, waiting for the announcement of the candidates' list. One day, two days, a week, a month, but by the Mid-Autumn Festival, the list has not been announced. He is getting discouraged day by day and wants to put a knife around his neck, but the knife also costs money. Where can I buy a knife without money? He sold his gown, returned to Lujia Inn and drank the last bowl of his favorite wine. Unexpectedly, he was ridiculed by "old acquaintances", but he was exhausted and he was unable to refute. They even spared Kong Yiji the last bit of human dignity.

Two or three days after that, "Where's Lord Kong?" An imperial man came to Lujia Inn and asked, "What Confucius?" The hotel owner said impatiently, "Kong Yiji, Kong Yiji!" "no! Know! Tao! He still owes me nineteen pence! " The boss said indignantly, "Wait, what did you just call him? Master? When did he become a master? " "Don't you know? Kong Yiji took the Jinshi exam a few months ago, and now he is a master. I am looking for him to give him good news now. "

"ah! what did you say ? /Excuse me? Lift, lift, lift, lift, lift a person? Somebody, come on! Get Kong Yiji here quickly! " The shopkeeper said in a flurry that everyone was not idle, and the whole town was looking for Kong Yiji. Kong Yiji was brought here. He is beyond recognition, half dead.

"Purify your master." The boss spoke, and Kong Yiji, who hasn't bathed for nearly ten years, is finally clean and tidy. "Give me something to eat ... please ..." Kong Yiji, in a coma, trembled and begged his boss for mercy, and the boss knelt down in fear. "no! I'm flattered What do you want? Anise beans? Peanuts? Oh, no, this is too shabby. Come to a bowl of good' bamboo leaf green'! This will cheer you up! " Kong Yiji recovered a little after drinking wine. "Food ... vegetables, I haven't eaten for almost a week, money ..." The hotel owner bowed and said, "Never mind, never mind! We will prepare a sumptuous banquet for you! Master, you can rest, you can rest! " "Old ... leaves? Me? You have the wrong person. I'm Kong Yiji Kong Yiji! I can't afford this money! " He backed away in fear. "Don't be afraid, Sir. Congratulations on winning the first place in the county. We are here to congratulate you! " The boss said with a smile, Kong Yiji a listen to these words, just drink wine swell up again, passed out.

When I woke up again, I was already wearing a brocade robe, the table was full of delicacies, and my feet were specially wrapped in a layer. Luxury furniture, Kong Yiji thought, "isn't this Ding Ju's house? Oh, by the way, I won the fame, which seems to be the first place ... ""Master Kong, this is the food prepared by Master Ding for you. Please enjoy it. " Delicious food, luxurious food, nectar and jade, all of which Kong Yiji has never enjoyed, fortunately, he knows that a juren should be gentle when eating, otherwise he will definitely choke to death or support to death.

"Brother, how about this meal? Harmony and disharmony are your tastes? " Ding came over enthusiastically and asked, "Great! I, Kong Yiji, have never eaten anything so delicious in my life! Ah, er, yes ... "Kong Yiji was slurring his speech because he was eating. "I'm sorry to break your leg. We found that the theft a few months ago was fabricated by our servants. This is a little apology. " Ding said apologetically and opened a box full of gold, silver and jewels. "I did steal it that time."

Kong Yiji wondered, "but it doesn't matter. As long as you keep it quietly in my house for a month or two, your legs will be fine! " Ding was still talking, but Kong Yiji was lost in thought. Kong Yiji is full of scenery now, but she is not stingy with anyone. In those days, Kong Yiji gave him half of the money sent by those people every time, and he either gave the rest to other poor people or returned it. People say that he is a lofty and good man, but he often sighs, "It's really a decade of cold window, nobody cares, and he is famous all over the world."

No matter how bitter and hungry I was before, no one came to ask for help. Now, I have nothing to worry about with the salary of the emperor's old son, but someone comes to visit me every day, leaving a few silvers. This is obviously flattering me. What kind of society is this? "。

7. A composition on the topic of Fengyun, no less than 800 words.