Why don't we take a closer look? The "little people" in the photo are neatly dressed, with their heads held high, some tall, some short, some fat and some thin.
Their expressions are different, and their eyes reveal joy. The most striking thing in the photo is Sun Jiacheng, the biggest in our class.
Seeing him standing in the crowd, white clothes did not bury him, and his face was expressionless, as if holding a grand ceremony. Looking at Sun Jiacheng next to Bai. His tall and thin figure has obviously become the antonym of Sun Jiacheng.
Looking at his smirking face, it is hard to imagine that he once left his flying figure on the field, alas! I really don't look like an athlete. Look down at that dark face. Who is this? Oh, it turned out that it was a comrade deeply loved by Mr. Yao, which forced any math representative to lose his position! He stared at the camera with bright eyes, his back as straight as a soldier, his feet at attention and his head held high.
It's really imposing to defend our country to the death. Look at that! This is our most amiable and respectable. Sometimes we are as angry as a volcano, and sometimes we like to play jokes on us. Teacher Qian, a particularly heavy but sympathetic class teacher, was punished.
Miss Qian stood beside us, smiling tenderly, just like an amiable loving mother. All our classes are integrated into this small class photo.
2. Help me write a sequel theme: "I was tidying up my desk and suddenly dropped a photo for you. Please refer to: 1. Learning to tolerate others is learning to be kind to yourself.
Resentment can only keep our hearts in darkness forever; But tolerance can make our hearts free and liberated. It was an ordinary autumn. I wore a pair of white sweatpants bought by my mother and went to school in high spirits.
At school, many teachers and classmates praised me for my white pants. I'm very proud. I feel very chic today. That day, there happened to be physical education class. I was so excited that I didn't even care that I was wearing white pants, so I started playing.
I was playing basketball with some girls when suddenly a figure jumped out. I passed the ball without seeing it clearly. Just at that moment, Qiu hit his clothes impartially. When I looked intently, the unfriendly classmate left a black mark on his light blue shirt.
I quickly apologized, but he flew into a rage and kicked my leg. Look at my white trousers, and they have left two deep footprints. In the past, I would pay him back, but this time I calmed down unexpectedly. I don't know what suppressed my inner anger, but I continued to play ball ... After school, my classmates went home one after another.
This is when I found a classmate anxiously looking for something. I walked over enthusiastically, and when I saw it, it was the classmate who kicked my pants. I turned to go, but I thought: Why? Just help him find it together and embarrass him.
When I reached out to help enthusiastically, I was greeted by that classmate's grateful smile, and my heart was full of warmth and happiness. I remember another time, just after class, two junior high school students who came to primary school bumped into me.
I only heard them swearing: "You are looking for a fight!" When I heard this, my face turned red with anger: it's outrageous that you should be so righteous when you obviously hit me. I was about to get angry, but I thought, forget it! Forget it.
I smiled and said, "I'm sorry!" "You see that unreasonable middle school student, who is also ashamed at the moment, walked slowly. I also do it one brace up, tolerance can change human nature! When one foot steps on the petals of a violet, he leaves the fragrance on that foot, which is tolerance.
A mental patient broke into a doctor's house and shot his three daughters in the mood for love, but he still cured the mental patient. This is also tolerance.
If a person chooses to care, he will spend the rest of his life in darkness; And if a person chooses tolerance, then he can shed sunshine on the earth. There is an old saying: "If you know your mistake, you will change it. There is no benefit at all. "
In that case, why not tolerate a person's unintentional loss? When our hearts choose tolerance for ourselves, we get the freedom we deserve, because we put down our burdens and should give our friends and enemies a sweet smile. Tolerance can make friends. When you can tolerate other people's mistakes with an open mind, you will naturally have more friends.
Let's be more tolerant, make life more relaxed and happy, and make more friends. Forgiving others means liberating yourself and keeping your mind pure.
-2. Learning to be tolerant is a kind of accomplishment, a quality and a virtue. Tolerance is not cowardice, but generosity.
Be tolerant, but also learn to be tolerant. In history, there was a minister named Lin Xiangru, whose official position climbed all the way because of his meritorious escort, which aroused the jealousy and dissatisfaction of General Lian Po and turned against Lin Xiangru everywhere.
But in the face of Lian Po's unreasonable troubles, Lin Xiangru just laughed it off and avoided it, so there was a story of "offering a humble apology". Lian Po was deeply ashamed of Lin Xiangru's generosity. Since then, the two have joined hands to help Zhao.
Therefore, learning to be tolerant is good for both people and themselves. On the other hand, people who are good at jealousy in history complain about others when they encounter a little dissatisfaction. No matter how good their knowledge is, it is difficult for these people to achieve great things.
Zhou Yu is an outstanding strategist, with outstanding talent and resourcefulness, who managed the huge Soochow Navy in an orderly way. But when he learned about Zhuge Liang's coup, he knew that he was not as good as Zhuge Liang, but he was not willing to lose. So he spent all day thinking about how to win Zhuge Liang, issued a lament of "He Sheng Liang Chu", and finally died of vomiting blood. Oh, why bother! If Zhou can be as tolerant as Lin Xiangru, I think his ending will never be like this! In life, we will inevitably have friction with others. When someone accidentally steps on you, you should wave and say it doesn't matter. When someone breaks your things and apologizes to you, you should also smile with tolerance.
Life is so short and hurried, why waste every day on these unnecessary frictions? The world is so vast, and what is broader than the world should be the human heart! Learn to be tolerant If we can be tolerant, then our life will become more harmonious and beautiful.
3. Write a composition on the topic of "An old photo with my classmates". In my photo album, there is such a photo: a group of lively and lovely children standing in the snow, their heads and bodies are covered with snowflakes, their hands are making victory gestures, and their faces are wearing bright smiles.
This photo was taken by our teacher when I was in a large kindergarten class. I remember that there was a heavy snow that day, and a thick layer of snow accumulated on the playground of our kindergarten.
As soon as the snow stopped, the teacher took us to have a snowball fight. As soon as everyone got into the snow, they didn't feel cold. They caught hold of the cold snow and launched a fierce battle.
I grabbed a handful of snow, rolled it into a snowball, found the right target and threw it out. "ha! Fight! " I cried happily. Who knows that the other party also threw a snowball, so I couldn't dodge it and was severely hit.
Wang Ziyi, a "smart man", just dodged a snowball. When he was proud, his foot slipped and he fell on all fours, which made us laugh. We ran around the playground, snowballs of all sizes danced in the air, and happy laughter echoed on the playground.
Finally, the teacher called everyone together and took this unforgettable moment with the camera. In a blink of an eye, I have been in the third grade of primary school. Some children in the photo have become my classmates now. I wonder if they remember this old photo? Every time I see this photo again, I will think of the happy time in kindergarten.
4. A photo story composition (classmates' affection) A photo records a story; A photo tells an experience; A photo evokes a memory; A photo, full of emotion.
It is such a small and meaningful photo, an ordinary and extraordinary photo, which is worth collecting. My favorite photo was taken on the first day of 200 1 year 1 month in the living room on the third floor of my new home.
The photo clearly shows me sitting on the sofa with my cousin, grandparents and grandparents. I still have a big apple on the plate on the table in front of me. Every time I dig out this photo from the album, I still remember the story behind it.
It was the first day of the first month when I was two years old. My grandparents and my cousins, uncles and aunts came to my home. During the chat, my father asked me to take photos with my grandparents and cousins.
Knowing where I was sitting, I hurried to find a reason for my father to accompany me to the fourth floor first. Up to the fourth floor, my father asked me what to do.
I said to myself, "Why don't I sit in the middle?" "Because my cousin is the oldest of you three children, and you and my cousin are the grandchildren of grandparents, of course you should be next to them." Dad replied.
"But grandma is so old. If others see her, will she laugh at me? " "You are wrong to think so," my father went on to educate me earnestly. "How can others laugh at you? Although grandma is old, she has gone through decades of hardships for the happiness of our family today. As the younger generation, we should respect and love her.
No grandma, no dad, no dad, no you! "I suddenly realized that I had just made a mistake. If others see me sitting next to my grandmother in the photo, they will not make fun of me, but will think that I am a good boy who respects my elders and is full of love! I happily returned to the living room on the third floor, walked briskly to the position where I took pictures, and handed a big apple to my grandmother with full respect.
Grandma smiled and handed me back the apple. She said kindly, "Grandma is old and her teeth are useless. My dear grandson is grateful. You still eat! " Then my father shouted, "Look at me!" I took the apple my grandmother left me and stared at the camera. There was only a click, and this wonderful moment remained in the camera forever.
After drying the photos, I took them into plastic and collected them in an album. There is a photo of such a story; A photo makes my thoughts fly back to ten years ago; A photo, give me a love education.
It is such an ordinary and extraordinary photo that taught me to respect and care for my elders. Only in this way can we make our life better, our family happier and our society more harmonious.
5. Continue to write the composition. I stared at a photo and saw the past. How to write the following model essay:
I stared at a photo, and I saw a past. At that time, I had to rely on a chair to sit on my bike. Once, my grandma took me to menstruation's house by bike. On the way back, I saw a young mother knitting with a girl my age. Behind them is a power station. I looked at countless wires on it and couldn't figure out why they were playing here. The little girl was writing something on the road with a fashionable red oil pen. When she saw me and grandma, she ran away in fear and left the oil pen behind. ...
Later, I picked up the pen and took it home. Dad was angry, but he was angry with himself. At that time, he was the business manager of an electronics subsidiary and had many business cards. He pointed to the words on it and asked me to identify them one by one. At that time, there was a big gardenia tree in front of my house, and there were many business cards under it, which were destroyed by me. I don't know why my uncle asked my father why he wanted to return his business card. Father said, "What can she do for me?"
He has been obedient to me for so many years, and I don't know if this is a mistake.
While I was still running and talking, once, the Spring Festival was coming and my home was cleaned up. In my father's study, I saw groups of mice, and I smiled happily. Dad said, I was so excited that I hit those mice with a stick, and I quickly chased them. I really killed one and saw a lot of blood, but I was scared to cry.
I told my mother about it, and she said I ran over a little mouse. Maybe it's true! I'm not afraid of live mice at all. As for dead mice, I'm just afraid they give off the smell of "* * *", but I'm afraid of flying mice.
One year in Tomb-Sweeping Day, a group of foreigners said my house was an "old house". I'm sorry to hear the news. Everyone will get old before they get old, and so will the house.
There is a dense bamboo forest on the right side of that house. At night, something dark came out of it and made a strange noise. It looks like a long-haired devil in a robe. What did mom say it was called? It slipped my mind.
I don't know why, I quietly left the "old house" and left a lot of things behind. At this time, I grew up and my grandmother died for many years. I cycled through the fuzzy road again and again, looking for a place to pick up my pen, going back to my hometown to see the bamboo forest, and sitting in the old house waiting for the mouse. ...
Everything is gone, far away. Sometimes, I really wonder if this is a dream of my precocious brain at that time, and only I remember it. ...
I only remember these interesting things. Now that I am grown up, my father says that I am a high school student, and I should know what "respect each other as guests" means. Therefore, it is essential to give gifts on holidays and get along well with others ... I think this is fundamental.
Many years ago, I probably remembered more things.
Fan Wener:
I stared at a photo and saw a past when I lived in my grandmother's house.
That winter, I went to my friend's house to play, and we all had a good time. When I was leaving that night, he mysteriously said to me, "Come with me and I'll show you something."
He took out a beautifully wrapped box from the cupboard behind him. He carefully opened the silk rope and opened the box. There is a crystal ball with broken flowers carved on it, which shines in the light. I liked it at first sight.
I was about to touch it when he said, "Don't move, this is my baby." Then he carefully closed the box and tied the silk rope. I was speechless and went back to my grandmother's house.
As soon as I entered the room, I shouted, "I want a crystal ball!" " "
"What? Where can I get that thing? " Grandma asked.
I began to cry, and grandma said, "OK, I'll find it for you. Stop crying. " I just thought grandma was lying to me, so I cried even harder.
Later, I forgot the crystal ball and thought it was just a cloud on the horizon, which could not exist.
A year later, I went to my grandmother's house again.
Grandma saw me and said, "Do you want a crystal ball?"
I laughed: "Oh, I was young then, just fooling around."
Grandpa said to grandma, "Look, I said you don't have to do it. You wasted a few days playing ice hockey, didn't you? "
Grandma smiled helplessly and took out a hockey puck from the barn: "I thought you wanted it ..."
I was stunned, only to feel that the "crystal ball" was shining.
The ice hockey in my hand turned into glittering and translucent water drops, nourishing my heart.
The warm past is always unforgettable, and my grandmother's holy and crystal-like love for me will always be remembered by me.
All the above are from Baidu's "past events"
6. Look at the pictures and write words. My deskmate writes with pictures on Friday. Xiao Fang found Xiao Ming, the deskmate, absent in the first class. Xiao Fang thought, Xiao Ming won't get sick, will he? Xiao Fang stayed at school for a day because he was worried about Xiao Ming.
When she got home, Xiao Fang saw some apples on the table, so she thought, I'll bring some apples to him, and mend her body by the way, so that she can recover soon. On Saturday, Xiao Fang called the teacher and asked Xiao Ming's home address, and rushed to Xiao Ming's home without stopping.
Arriving at Xiaoming's door, Xiao Fang knocked on the door politely first, and Xiaoming's mother came out to open the door. Xiao Fang said, "Hello, Aunt! My name is Xiao Fang, and I am Xiaoming's classmate. I came to see him today. " Aunt said Xiao Ming was in his bedroom.
Xiao Fang walked into Xiao Ming's bedroom, presented a big red apple with both hands and said to Xiao Ming, "Xiao Ming, I've come to see you." This apple is for you. I wish you a speedy recovery! " Xiao Ming was surprised to see Xiao Fang coming. Xiao Fang added, "Xiao Ming, you haven't been here for a few days. We all miss you very much. You should rest more and come back as soon as possible! " Xiao Ming nodded with a smile.
Two good friends chatted for a while. Xiao Fang is leaving. She said to Xiao Ming, "Xiao Ming, I'm leaving. Goodbye! " Xiao Fang slowly went downstairs. She doesn't know that Xiao Ming is watching her upstairs.
7. Write a short essay on my deskmate. She has a white apple face, her eyebrows are bent like the moon, her eyes are bright and black like shiny black pearls, she is tall, her mouth is not too big, and her black and yellow hair is tied with a thick ponytail.
She is a lively, innocent and lovely little girl who smiles all day. And a little naughty, a pistachio, which often makes us laugh. Because her hair is a little yellow, her classmates nicknamed her "doll". She is polite and approachable, which makes it easy for others to get along with her. She has great attraction, and all her classmates like to play with her. This is my deskmate.
She is very kind. Once, when we were walking home, a puppy was lying on the ground. She saw that the puppy's leg was hurt, so she took it home without saying anything, bandaged the puppy's leg and bathed it. But her mother wouldn't let her have a dog, and her heart was full of contradictions. Finally, she decided to put the puppy in a box and put it in an inconspicuous corner of the stairwell, so that no one would hurt it again and no one would drive it away. She feeds it every day. But "there is no windtight wall", which was discovered by her mother. She took pains to tell her mother a lot of truth: how to care for animals, how pitiful animals are ... finally, her mother was persuaded by her. She smiled so sweetly.
She is very cheerful, even if something big falls down, she still smiles. I have never seen her cry, but she smiles all day. She likes dancing very much, and her dancing is like Hua Hu Die, spreading her wings and flying, which makes people fascinated. She not only dances well, but also gets good grades in Chinese. She is always among the best.
Friendship is a bridge between us, connecting the feelings between our hearts and creating a happy world for us. Friendship is spring breeze, which can melt the frozen in our hearts, let us appreciate the beauty of spring in the cold winter, let us appreciate the warmth of the world, and let us feel the beauty of the world. We cherish our friendship very much.
My communication with my deskmate is urgent. I used to sit at the same table with many people, but what impressed me the most was my deskmate.
He is * * years old, tall and thin, with normal facial features. But the fly in the ointment is that there is a scar about 2 cm long under his right eyebrow, which he said was left by a fight with his partner when he was a child.
Alas, there are quite a few problems at the same table: I like to talk in class, I like to fight, I like to come back from class covered in dust and sweating, and then sit next to me unscrupulously.
After reading my story, don't think he is a pain in the ass. On the contrary, I am glad to have such a deskmate.
My deskmate likes helping others. Although my Chinese score is higher than his, I often ask him for math problems. Once, I met a thorny topic and asked him. He grabbed my book, worked out the answer meticulously and explained it to me seriously. Seeing that I didn't understand, he explained it again until I understood.
The deskmate is not only helpful, but also humorous.
I remember one day after school, it rained heavily, and a dozen students who didn't have umbrellas had to gather at the stairs. Everyone was bored. At this time, the deskmate swaggered up to the students and said, "Attention, everyone, I'm going to solve a puzzle now. There are three people. They are called Duo, Lai and Xiao respectively. They are walking on the road. Suddenly one of them fell down. This man is neither a duo nor a lai. Who is it? " Listen, everyone, no one is stupid enough to say that Mi (me, meaning "I") fell, but in order not to embarrass the deskmate, we almost unanimously said, "You fell." "Correct answer" Everyone burst into laughter after listening to the answer from their deskmate. At this time, my deskmate came up to me and whispered to me, "What, I played dumb alone, and as a result, more than a dozen people were happy and attractive?" My heart moved, and it turned out that he had expected that no one would be fooled. After laughing, I really appreciate my deskmate, which makes the unlucky waiting time full of happiness.
My deskmate, he is like this. Willing to help people sincerely, willing to use all kinds of humor and even pranks to drive away silence and bring laughter to the surrounding. Sitting with him, I also became frank and relaxed, and learned to fill every ups and downs in my life with laughter. Although I am no longer at the same table with him, I am still very happy to have such a deskmate.
9. Memories caused by a photo of a classmate (composition) Memories caused by a photo
Memories evoked by a photo
Liu Yanyan, Pingzhou No.2 Middle School, Pingzhou Street, Guicheng, Nanhai District, Foshan City, Guangdong Province 1 10 Class.
On my small bookcase, there is a photo, which is gradually covered with dust because it has not been wiped. Every time I carefully take it off the bookcase and look at it carefully, a beautiful memory slowly emerges in my mind. ...
This is graduation photo. I'm in grade six. At that time, we ignored the teacher's request and remained in a daze.
The moment the photographer pressed the shutter, everyone shouted "eggplant", and with a "click", the camera froze that moment.
Looking at Xiaoyan on the left, I want to ask, do you remember that wonderful time? Like-minded, we have many similar hobbies. On weekdays, we often get together and talk about the south and the north for a while. As long as you are interested, talk about anything. The most interesting thing is the lunch break. At that time, the Chinese teacher especially liked to give us some exercise papers when doing homework before going to bed. We often argue endlessly about the answers on the paper. When no one will let anyone, we swear to fight to the death with each other, and the larger foe will attract students' onlookers. I remember one time when the argument was heated up, I lost my mind for a moment and patted the table and said, "Don't think I'm not a fool!" " "Laugh at you until your stomach is covered. After the discussion, I spent the rest of my time chasing it ... now that I think about it, I can't help laughing. When I ask my mother, I always answer "Nothing, hahahahahahahaha ..." I wonder if you will be like me?
Looking at the "clown" Tang Xiao behind me again, I can't help but imagine. This layman who calls himself "Ali" will be sour. This girl, she and I are really a narrow road. The teacher transferred her behind me. Because she is a little shorter than me, she can't see the blackboard when I straighten up. At this time, the teacher always makes me bend over and beg for forgiveness when writing on the blackboard. There is nothing to say with her at ordinary times. But since she heard that my computer can access the Internet, she ran over with a twist and asked, "Xiao Liu, can your computer access the Internet?" I said yes. She added, "Oh, Xiao Liu, I'm so happy for you! It must be because of your good academic performance and your parents' peace of mind that I gave you the internet, but I can't! You study so well, let alone Tsinghua Peking University in the future, even going to Hong Kong is no problem ... "Flattery is unparalleled, which makes me dizzy. I hope this means that Don is my friend. Although my palms are old, I'm quite a buddy! Unexpectedly, she suddenly said, "Please help me download Inuyasha's songs from MP3!" Alas, I said that Lao Tang is so sweet today!
The past is like smoke, vivid. Looking back on the super debate contest during lunch break, I suddenly found that my colorful childhood had left me and I could never come back! Time flies, like water! When the sun was still high in the sky, I picked up the book in a hurry …
10. Enlarge the writing material. During the break, my deskmate and I were doing our homework. At this time, the cleaner is having a composition class.
I looked at the composition topic "Tolerance" on the blackboard with my chin in my hands, and I didn't know where to start writing. Most of the class passed, and I barely finished writing the outline; Glancing at my deskmate, he has made a draft and is copying it into the composition book one by one.
Class is over, and the students on duty have already started cleaning. Suddenly, a few drops of water splashed on my desk and wet my draft paper.
I immediately got angry: "Who is it? What a nuisance! " Wang Ming, a student on duty, quickly put down the basin and repeatedly said to me, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I really lost my mind at that time and almost yelled at him: "How could you be so careless!" " "Wang Ming, with a blank face, apologized to me and took out a pile of paper towels, carefully wiping off the water drops on the draft paper for me.
I grabbed the tissue from him and muttered angrily, "What bad luck!" " , and then clean yourself. Accidentally bumped into my deskmate's right arm, and his pen immediately drew a long black mark on the composition book, and the manuscript paper was broken.
I can't help but "plop" in my heart: it's broken. Now he can give up all his efforts and copy again. It's strange that my deskmate doesn't scold me! I stood awkwardly in front of my deskmate, dumbfounded, and at that time I didn't know what to say, just waiting for his accusation.
Unexpectedly, instead of being angry with me, my deskmate said to me generously, "Never mind, if I copy again, I will practice hard pen calligraphy." I was amused by the humorous language of my deskmate and impressed by his tolerant quality! Looking back, I said shyly to Wang Ming who was sprinkling water, "I'm sorry, I was a little impulsive just now."
Wang Ming made a mischievous face at me: "Yes-"Afterwards, I was deeply moved and wrote a paragraph neatly in my diary: to forgive others is to be kind to myself. Complaining will only be indifferent to the friendship between classmates; Tolerance, on the other hand, is like a bond, closely linking the friendship between classmates.