Write a 500-word essay based on the taste of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty.
The music of life - the symphony of pots and pans. The colors of life - red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple. So what is the taste of life? Naturally, it is a sour, bitter, spicy and salty five-flavor bottle. Don’t believe it? Then go and experience it!
A sour feeling
Alas, annoying Chinese and annoying mathematics, this exam must have failed. After the results were announced, the teacher’s smile was sour, our noses were sour, the teacher’s words were sour, and our eyes were sour, as if everyone was chewing a green olive in their mouths. "What's the use of crying? I don't believe in tears in exams." The monitor said to the students. "Yes, wipe away your tears, find yourself, and move forward bravely. One failure is nothing!" Maybe it will be this green olive that will give us endless aftertaste in the future!
Sweet enjoyment
"Wow..." Applause rang in my ears, and I felt happy. More than a year of hard work was not in vain. My calligraphy finally won the award. Listening to the congratulations from the classmates, I felt a sweet feeling in my heart. On the way home from school, the birds chirped so crisply, the flowers bloomed so beautifully, and the rivers flowed so cheerfully. They were also sharing this sweetness with me. I quickened my pace. I wanted to bring this sweet happiness to my father. Mother.
Bitter taste
There is sweet taste, but there is even more bitter taste. Learning life is a feeling of hardship. No, just after copying the two blackboard assignments left by the math teacher, the Chinese teacher brought another test paper. The teacher said: "You must digest it well." It was really "endless homework, endless test papers rolling in." Not many If my classmates don’t stick out their tongues and elongate their faces, it’s hard!
A spicy experience
"Wow, you did so well in the exam!" There was a hint of spicy in the students' words. I lowered my head and said nothing, looking at the bright red score on the test paper, not knowing whether I was happy or sad. The teacher was still praising me for doing well in the exam. "Humph!" Some students glanced at me and squinted their eyes, while others looked at me doubtfully... I buried my head lower, because I didn't want to see the sexy eyes of my classmates. But my face felt strangely hot, as if it had been rubbed with chili sauce. what to do? I finally mustered up the courage, grabbed the paper with the disgraceful score and walked towards the teacher. I don’t want to experience the spicy taste anymore.
Life is like a cup of tea, you have to taste it carefully. The ups and downs, red, yellow, blue and green, weave life into a sweet song and a colorful painting. Let us experience it, you will find that it is colorful. Write an essay about the ups and downs
When you are bathed in the sunshine of success, your mood is extremely proud; when you are defeated When surrounded by the moonlight, do you shed tears or cheer up? Use confidence and a heart that perseveres to the end to let the sunshine of success shine on you again. Life is full of twists and turns...
Once, I went to a drawing class and the teacher asked me to draw a landscape - a stone house. I glanced at the picture and thought: "Humph, anyone can draw such a simple painting, even a child." I picked up the pen and started drawing with a big stroke. After more than an hour and a minute, my proud work was born. At this time , the teacher’s eyes fell on my picture scroll and he said angrily: “What? ! The rocks are painted as potatoes and the woods are painted as large watermelons? ! Redraw! "After listening to the teacher's criticism, my heart was beating like it was burning on fire. "Hahaha..." The whole class burst into laughter and said that the rocks in my painting were feces and the woods were a layer of feces. Ying Ying Looking at their contemptuous eyes and ridiculing eyes, my stomach was full of emotions, tears were rolling in my eyes, and my heart was sour. At this time, a proverb sounded in my ears: Humility makes people progress, pride. It makes people set back. I must regain my military power and make my next painting better!
I took another piece of white paper and carefully observed every scene in the painting! . I concentrated on painting the stone houses. One minute, two minutes, three minutes... time passed by, and I was carefully painting a scene, with big drops of sweat on my head. At this time, I felt soreness in my arms and a faint salty and bitter taste in my mouth.
When I raised my head again, I felt that my head was extremely heavy. One minute on stage, ten years of hard work off stage. It’s not easy to paint a good painting! Two hours passed and I finally finished the painting. At this time, the teacher's eyes fell on my picture scroll again. My heart was full of fear, thinking: I wonder if the teacher will criticize me! Unexpectedly, the teacher picked up my scroll with an expression of surprise on his face and said gushingly: "Look, the lines in Yuling's paintings are so smooth and three-dimensional... What greeted me this time was no longer cynicism, but The praises came one after another, and my heart was filled with excitement. I thought excitedly: How many times have I experienced the ups and downs of life to get this sweetness? Each has its own charm, isn’t it?
You need to overcome all the difficulties in life. This is true for painting, and so is life. It’s full of ups and downs... I’ll write an article this week. Composition 400
There must be many flavors in life. Among them are sweet and sour... In my life, sweetness dominates.
For example, once, I was watching TV. While eating and watching, the show reached ***, I was so excited that I shouted "ok", waved my hand vigorously, and only heard a "pong" sound, the bowl shattered on the ground, and the fragments flew everywhere. I hurriedly I knelt down to pick up a few pieces, and the fragments cut my hand. I cried out in pain. My mother heard this and ran over in a hurry, asking with concern: "What's wrong with you?" I sobbed and said, "I accidentally broke the bowl while watching TV just now." "As I said this, I stretched out my cut finger to show my mother. My mother looked at me with tears streaming down her face and hurriedly ran to get the red liquid. Although my mother was very careful when applying it on me, I still had to scream from time to time. It hurts. My mother frowned, looked at me very anxiously, and said meaningfully: "My child, you just made a small cut, and you are crying there. If you go out to play in the future, you accidentally fall." , what should I do if there is a bigger hole in my hands and feet? Do you just sit there and never come back? So learn to be strong." After listening to my mother's words, I wiped away my tears and asked her to continue giving me medicine. I could endure the pain no matter how hard it hurt. My mother smiled happily when she saw it. I thought that if I broke the bowl, my mother would She scolded me for being careless, but I didn't expect that my mother didn't say a word about the broken bowl, and she gently applied medicine to me, as if my tears had turned sweet.
Mom's love is the cool wind, Mom's love is the umbrella that protects me from the rain, Mom's love is the dripping tears, Mom's love is the sweet kiss, Mom's love is still the force that encourages me to move forward in life. It is the love that makes me feel warm, happy and comforted, so my life is mostly sweet.
And you? Choose a word from sweet, bitter, spicy and salty to write an essay 250
Balzac once said: "Life is a cup of tea. If you drink it in one gulp, you will only see the bottom of the cup in advance." So, the bottom of the cup. Is it bitter or sweet? I don’t know, but I don’t want to drink it all in one gulp, because I firmly believe that every sip will taste sweet and wonderful.
I have entered junior high school. In the last three months before the end of the semester, the school held a spring outing. It was a spring outing before leaving the team. Logically speaking, at the end, it is also the most sentimental. During the spring outing, the taste was bitter. However, to my surprise, this spring outing made my heart feel sweeter.
The location of the spring outing is Zuohai Park. This is a large park There is a plank road in West Lake that can lead directly to the park.
On the way to Zuohai, the wooden planks creaked under the footsteps of the large group of people. During the march, two classmates gently moved the wooden planks on the roadside. They picked off the clover and played the game of hook grass. The crowd was surging, but the two of them ignored it. After playing there for a long time, they realized that the big team had disappeared. They hurriedly chased after them, shouting: " Wait a minute, wait a minute!" In fact, our team didn't go far, but was "hidden" by the crowd. I saw them running up the stone steps and bypassing the class, and the whole class burst into laughter.
Everyone knows that the night view of the West Lake is beautiful. So after walking on the plank road, many people in the class were discussing how to watch the night view of the West Lake while walking at night. Some people say that the beauty of the West Lake at night is Set off by the dazzling lights of Zuohai, some people also say that watching the musical fountain under dim lights is a romantic thing. Usually we rarely talk about the scenery around our lives. During the Spring Festival, I experienced communication The fun.
Arriving at Zuohai, everyone put down the snacks in their hands during the previous spring outing, picked up "hammers" of different shapes, and "danced" on the grass. I hammer you, you hammer I immediately started playing "Martial Arts Tournament" with a hammer. Everyone laughed and "communicated" with each other on the grass, expressing their own enthusiasm and happiness. Please write with "Sour, Sweet, Bitter and Spicy Words for Going to School" A 600-word essay.
My primary school life is like a huge sauce plate, some are sour, some are sweet, some are bitter, and some are spicy. These four flavors added brilliant colors to my elementary school life. Every time I taste a taste, I take a step towards "growth" unconsciously.
Primary school life is naturally sour. Once, I hurriedly answered the test paper and handed it to the teacher confidently without even looking at it. A few days later, the test papers were sent back. I carefully looked at the score with my eyes. ah? Why is it only seventy-seven points! My heart couldn't help but feel sour and unpleasant. Then he regretted it and said: Why didn't you check it before handing it in? There are several questions that should not be wrong. well! I returned home dejectedly, and my mother criticized me sternly. This feeling, hey! Sour!
When we reach the fourth or fifth grade, we have to start writing essays. What we learn is not just words. We need to increase the amount of reading and also know how to use some rhetorical techniques. Every time we take an exam, it is like... "Adventure", for fear of encountering some "ghosts" to "attack" us, learning becomes more and more exciting.
Playing and studying together with my classmates and teachers every day. I learned a lot of knowledge and made progress bit by bit. Primary school life is as sweet as honey. Whenever everyone achieves good results or wins an award, the whole class will applaud and cheer together, giving a gratifying encouragement; if there is a festival, the students will celebrate together, hold a big event or something, then Not to mention the taste.
But they say that where there is sweetness, there is also bitterness, and it’s really good! After a hard day at school, when I get home, I have to do my homework again. After I finish my homework, I have to take the time to review and preview. At night, I have to stay up late and read. On weekends, I have to use the "clone technique" to study in that cram school or this training class. Hey, look, I'm tired.
Elementary school life is almost over, and it will come to a successful end.
Ups and downs, new life again. Write an essay (700 words) with the title Ups and Downs Are All Songs
Life is like a song, sometimes it makes people cry in pain, sometimes it makes people laugh. Life is like a five-flavor bottle, which can contain all the sour, sweet, bitter and spicy in the world.
I remember on the eve of the National Composition Competition for Primary School Students a few years ago, in order to participate, I practiced writing so much and wrote so many words. In order to write a good composition, I practiced almost every day, which made my hands sore. Once, my hand was so sore that I couldn't hold the pen, and the pen fell on the original paper. Even so, I still couldn't practice well and I was very discouraged. I remember there were times when I wanted to give up. I was so angry that I threw the pen on the ground and said loudly: "I am not material for writing at all!" Dad said sincerely: "A person is not born with the same skills, but acquires them through hard practice." Then he gave the example of Xu Beihong practicing hard to draw a horse. At that time, my face turned red when I heard it, I picked up the pen from the ground and started practicing my composition attentively.
Later, my entry was sent to the competition. Once at school, I saw a "good news". Taking a closer look, it turned out to be the "Winner List of the First National Primary School Student Good Baby Cup Essay Contest". I saw my name at a glance, and I smiled happily.
Life is a sweet and bitter song. “How can you enjoy the fragrance of plum blossoms without experiencing a bone-chilling cold?
"I finally understood this truth and wrote a 600-word essay on the ups and downs of the post-00s generation.
The ups and downs in life. I put a small speaker in my ear and hid in bed reading comics, even though I was still in the ivory tower. , grew up overnight. Dear Mom and Dad, don’t call me a little fool. Although I am very obedient, it does not mean that I have no ideas..." Everyone will grow and have experiences of growing up. There is always a problem in growing up. It is full of ups and downs, which will make us remember it forever and bury it in our hearts... The sourness of growing up
My cousin came, and I was so excited that I played house with her. By accident, I I broke my mother's beloved vase. My mother got angry and scolded me. I felt very uncomfortable. I complained about my mother's scolding, but I never shed tears...
That year, I was 5 years old.
Growing Sweet
There was a party in the class, and the students participated enthusiastically. I was no exception. I performed a wonderful show, won praise from my classmates, and also received I smiled happily at my mother's reward, and felt happy...
That year, I was 7 years old
The pain of growing up
Being mothered every day *** After starting school, the pressure from school, family pressure and my own pressure all came one after another. I couldn't bear it and cried very sadly. I was worried that I would be bound and without freedom and happiness. I hid in a place where there was no one. , letting the tears overflow...
That year, I was 10 years old.
Growing up spicy
"Dinglingling", hey! It's so exciting again. In the physics class where people's brains are spinning, I sat listlessly in my seat, letting my head have "close contact" with the desk. At this time, my deskmate called me: "Hey, the teacher is asking you to answer a question!",
I stood up immediately and looked at the teacher sleepily. The teacher's face was long and he said, "Classmate, please pay attention to the lecture next time and don't stand up casually." I looked at my classmates with a blank look on my face. At the table, he covered his mouth and smiled, and I suddenly realized it
Realization, my face was hot...
That year, I was 12 years old.
In the blink of an eye , 13 spring and autumn years passed by me, I grew up from a silly girl to a middle school student, 13 years, precious and unforgettable, worth remembering, I will put these into the photo album of my memory... Written with the title "Going to school" with sweet and bitter words An essay
There are many things in life that are worthy of our memories and let us taste them. Now I will talk about my personal experience.
Let me tell you about the sourness first. Well! I felt good about myself in the last midterm exam, but my grades dropped one rank, and I ranked 33rd in the whole grade. I looked at the paper in front of me, and I really wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it. That day, I was walking on campus On the alleyway, there are always people talking about their scores happily in my ears, and I feel sour in my heart when I hear it...
Bitter. I refuse to admit defeat or give up, and vow to hang my head on my butt to change everything. So, I started to study hard. I was dizzy looking at the scrolls of paper. My pen tip "swished" across these review questions, and my laughter was missing from the campus. I overcame one problem after another and worked carefully. No matter how careful I am, how conscientious I am, the check marks on the dense homework book are one after another, and I seem to see hope...
Sweet. Yeah, nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to climb! Final exam I did really well in the exam, with a score of 299.5 in Chinese, Mathematics, and Foreign Languages, ranking first in the whole grade. I didn’t jump around and dance around, I felt very calm, and I understood that there would be no sweetness without bitterness.
Hot. I will leave my alma mater in half a year. I will devote myself to my studies with *** hot enthusiasm. I will study harder in the last semester, achieve better results, and contribute to my alma mater. Presenting a generous gift!
This is my ups and downs, including countless bitterness and sweat, but it is sweet, making me unforgettable and endless aftertaste. In retrospect, I suddenly realized: I don’t experience it. How can we see a rainbow in the wind and rain? Select one of the sweet, bitter, spicy and salty essays of 500 words
Life is like the bitter taste of tea
Chinese people have always had
The habit of drinking tea has accompanied generations of Chinese people. Nowadays, tea has become a culture, broad and profound.
The drink is sweet, and drinkers feel like they are enjoying life; Tea is bitter, and tea drinkers seem to be savoring life.
What is life? I don’t think anyone can come up with a perfect answer.
Rotatable Tea cups always make people realize the true meaning of life through tea tasting, which can be used throughout their lives. There are so many varieties of tea in the world that they are too numerous to count. Just like this, different teas have their own sweet, sour, bitter and spicy flavors. Life!
Isn’t life just like a cup of tea? The journey is bumpy and there will always be thorns -
It’s friendship! Sometimes it’s bitter, sometimes it’s sweet, it’s like giving people a The taste is bitter at first and then sweet, but it is actually like tea. If you make a friend who you cannot trust and is very hypocritical, then you are unlucky. But it is good, it can make you understand the meaning of life through this lesson. It’s dangerous, so you must be careful about making friends from now on. If you can make a close friend, you can share your happiness and success with her; you can also talk to her about your setbacks and failures; this friendship will become a golden memory in your mind!
Learning is like tea! It can be bitter or astringent, and it can also give you unexpected surprises. When you encounter a "tiger" that stands in your way, you will be like a headless fly, writing and writing randomly. , and when you truly understand the meaning of the question and have the ability to solve it, you will feel the taste of success coming towards you.
Life is like tea, why should we Chinese people drink it? What about tea? That means you have to use your heart and slowly taste the taste of tea. When it is weak, it is long, and when it is strong, it is too bitter. Just like our friendship, study, and life, we must taste and try it with our heart, and the aftertaste will be deep. What kind of heart we use to taste tea is just like what kind of heart we use to treat friendship, study, and life!
A small cup of tea, savor it carefully, isn't it the epitome of our life? Write an essay about the exam topic
The exam is like a spice box. It doesn’t contain many things, but it has all the sour, sweet, bitter, spicy...
The exam is sour, it is sad, it is the feeling of being unable to cry even though your nose is red and your eyes are red. You taste the fruits that will ripen in the future, and you will get sourness in return. A feeling that is uncomfortable in my heart but cannot be described to others. Of course, the sourness mentioned here may also be the saying of sour grapes if you can't eat them, a famous saying of a stupid fox. He is facing the high score he yearns for, but he laughs at himself because he cannot achieve it. This is a typical modern version of Ah Q. Even so, his inner feelings will inevitably be seen through by others, but when he truly wins the championship, from this , the feeling sublimates into sweetness.
Exams are sweet, this is the feeling of eugenics, except of course the group of stone people who gave up on themselves and mistakenly mistook the coolness for the rebellion in the film. After passing the exam, the joy in my heart is overflowing on my face, like a child grabbing a lollipop. It is a very pure joy. Even if sometimes I can't restrain my inner pride to show off to others, it is also a very pure joy. Happy, without a trace of contempt or contempt. But once the results declined, the lollipop became useless because it was not a symbol of first place.
Exams are hard, and you are a mute who has eaten Coptis chinensis. You feel the pain that you can’t express, because there are still people who think they have it harder than you. These people are your parents, those who claim to know you very well. people. They will worry about you, and may even stay awake at night because of you. At this time, you will feel breathless and guilty, which is also a kind of suffering. Later, they stepped up their supervision of you and left you no space. You would also feel the pain, and you would not understand the name of this pain.
Exams are tough and often thrilling--putting down your pen one second before the bell rings, etc. But it depends on everyone's mental quality and whether they can withstand the tough test. Most people will be affected
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