1. Please write a composition of no less than 400 words on the topic of growth
Everyone has their own growth story. Of course, I also have many of my own growth stories. story. Below I will choose one to share with you!
My character is very timid by nature, so when I think about learning to ride a bicycle, I can't help but laugh.
One Saturday morning, my sister and I finished our homework. My sister was riding a bicycle in the alley. When I saw that my sister was enjoying riding it, I clamored for her to teach me. My sister had no choice but to teach me.
I started riding, and my sister said, "We have to start practicing with a small bicycle first." So, I pushed the small bicycle out in two or three steps. My sister sat on the big bike and I sat on the small bike. My sister said: "When riding a bicycle, you must keep your balance..." As soon as I stepped on it, I fell. I thought: Why is it so difficult to ride a bicycle? It seems so simple. My sister spoke again: "Push the car a few times with one foot first, and then put the other foot on it." I did what my sister said, but as soon as I stepped on my feet, the car stopped listening to me. The car fell to one side, and I quickly put one foot down. My sister had to hold the car from behind while I rode. After a while, my sister quietly let go of her hand and let me ride by myself. Unexpectedly, now that I can ride! When my sister told me, I jumped with joy.
This incident made me understand: There is always a process of learning something. You cannot become fat in one bite. You must overcome difficulties and advance, and you will succeed.
2. Write an essay of about 600 words on the topic of Shang Zhongyong
There is no such thing as a person born knowing, and "genius" does not exist either. Although people have different talents, they mainly come from diligent study. The inspiration given to me by the article "Shang Zhongyong" is: Even if a person has high talent, if he does not study hard, it will be difficult to achieve real achievements.
The story of Zhongyong is this: Fang Zhongyong, who was not a scholar, was able to "point to objects and compose poems immediately" when he was 5 years old, and "named himself", and was "remarkable in both literature and science" , thus becoming famous in the city. When he was twelve or thirteen years old, his talent gradually declined, and "his poems were no longer as good as those he had heard before." When he reached adulthood, he "lost himself to everyone".
A talented prodigy was reduced to an unknown "mediocre person" because his profit-seeking father took him around every day and refused to let him study! Can this not make people feel sad? The child prodigy disappeared from everyone, and the responsibility lies with his father because he "failed to learn." Geniuses like Fang Zhongyong still want to become ordinary people because they have not studied hard. Then, if those ordinary people do not study, wouldn't they be worse than ordinary mediocre people?
So, talent comes from diligent study! It is not uncommon in history for "child prodigies" to become "mediocre" because they did not study hard; and it is not uncommon for "child prodigies" or "geniuses" to become world-famous scientists and inventors because of their unremitting efforts. But there are many people there.
Newton was not a child prodigy, but he studied diligently throughout his life and finally achieved remarkable achievements. Einstein was not a child prodigy. He took two college entrance examinations before being admitted. After graduation, he worked as a clerk in a patent office for 7 years. He studied and worked tenaciously under difficult conditions and finally laid the foundation for the theory of relativity.
This is not only true in science, but also in literature and art. No matter who they are, they can achieve this or that as long as they work as hard as they do.
The success of writers Dickens, Balzac and others also profoundly illustrates this truth: talent comes from diligent study! 3. Write an article around "Shang Zhongyong"
Thoughts after reading "Shang Zhongyong"
After reading Mr. Wang Anshi's "Shang Zhongyong", I was deeply touched by the genius of Fang Zhongyong. , will eventually become an ordinary person. Do we only have pity and sympathy for his experience? I'm afraid there should be some criticism from Fang Zhongyong's father and the county people. They lost a talent to the society for their own small interests. If not, the "Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties" might have become the "Nine Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties". Everyone". Is the harm this causes to society more important than our own interests? Wang Anshi's purpose in writing this article should not only be this, but also his views on genius.
Genius, as the name suggests: a person who has received talent from God. Geniuses are, of course, much better than ordinary people. With a little education and study, they can become rare talents in society. But why did Fang Zhongyong finally become an ordinary person. Even worse than ordinary people? This is because he has not received acquired education, has not made progress, and is just standing still, while others are working hard and making progress, and in the end he will only be surpassed. Natural talents are important, but acquired education is also essential. Without acquired education, good talents will be wasted. On the contrary, an ordinary person, through his continuous efforts, may also make a great contribution to society.
To make progress, you should study diligently. The ancients said: "The best in work is diligence." Diligent study is the mother of success. Diligence can make up for clumsiness. Almost wise, among the successful people in ancient and modern times, at home and abroad, which one achieved success without diligent study and received praise and admiration from the world? Wang Xianzhi "used up three jars of water, and became a bit like Xizhi" and eventually became a great calligrapher. The French writer Flaubert's study window faced the Seine River. Because the light was transparent all night long, he was used as a fishing lantern by boatmen. His understanding of genius was "Genius is nothing more than long-term patience, work hard!" Eventually he became a great writer. None of them are born smart. Their talents are not necessarily better than Fang Zhongyong. The source of their success lies in their patience and diligence.
Genius lies in accumulation over time, and wisdom lies in continuous study. No matter how talented a person is, if he does not study diligently, he will not be able to achieve a great career. It is even difficult to support oneself; a person with average talent will definitely produce results if he studies diligently and works hard. Studying hard is an indispensable part of success. Maybe we are not geniuses, but let us start now, study hard and diligently, and we will be able to do something great. 4. Write an essay about Zhishan Park in Jiangxi
Zhishan Park at night
Whenever night falls, the entire Zhishan Park lights up. Zhishan Park suddenly turned into a sea of ??lights, a world of light, and a paradise for people. Everywhere is magnificent and beautiful!
The night lights on the pavilion in Zhishan Park make the pavilion look like a little girl in a floral dress. The "flower skirt" turned red for a while, blue for a while, golden for a while... colorful and extremely beautiful.
There is a small stone bridge next to the pavilion, with many beautiful flowers and green grass growing on both sides. They have become the guardian saints of the small stone bridge. However, there are no guardrails on the small stone bridge, so be very careful when walking on it. There is a small crystal clear lake under the bridge. The small fish chase and play happily in the small lake. The lake reflects the beautiful night scene in the water, like a bright mirror. The lights on the mountains in the distance flicker like fireflies in the sky.
Stone bridges, cobblestone paths, and shops in parks are crowded with people playing. There are seas of people everywhere, singing and laughing. People are intoxicated and enjoying their happy time in the "city that never sleeps", which is more beautiful than during the day.
I love the night view of Zhishan Park, and I love the beautiful night view of Jiangxi! 5. Write an essay on the topic of 'Trial'
Trial is like a rainbow after a storm, gorgeous and colorful; Trial is like gravel condensed into pearls, round and shiny; Trial is like a petrel in a tsunami , flying proudly.
If there is no training in life, how can we show the splendor of life.
As Bing Xin said: For the flower of success, people only admire her current beauty, but her buds were soaked in the tears of struggle and the blood of sacrifice.
Dark clouds were gathering, lightning was thundering, strong winds were blowing, and raindrops were falling. The rolling dark clouds were like thick ink, with silver poisonous snakes writhing in them, biting the sky; the strong wind was like frightened bison in the wilderness, unstoppable; the raindrops came one after another like the hail of bullets on the battlefield. Such a harsh environment has created a lotus that emerges from the mud but remains unstained - the rainbow, shining brilliantly and exuding a colorful noble temperament.
The gravel got into the clam, causing pain to the clam. The clam used its body to squeeze out the gravel little by little, but the gravel stuck firmly to the clam. So, the clam kept rolling and grinding the gravel, hoping to smooth the gravel so as not to harm its body, but it paid its own blood and endured painful torture... A long time later, when people discovered it, in A large, round pearl with crystal luster was found in its dry body.
The coast around the Antarctic continent is like a mirror, and all kinds of creatures live happily here. Suddenly, the dark clouds gathered quickly, and a long lightning streaked across the peaceful and harmonious sky. The dark clouds became lower and lower, as if they were about to collapse. The waves hit the coast, getting stronger and stronger, and a tsunami came. The penguin murmured in a low voice and walked around helplessly. At this moment, in the rolling dark clouds, black figures passed through the rolling waves, and that was the brave Haiyan. The waves hit the coast mercilessly, causing the waves to splash. The petrel flew across like a broken arrow, unable to hold back the vitality of life. Finally, a turbulent wave hit, and Haiyan did not flinch, moving forward bravely and going all out. Finally, the dark clouds in the sky cleared away, leaving Haiyan's proud and fearless figure under the clear sky.
Only after going through the harsh winter can we usher in the spring, only through the wind and rain can we see the rainbow, and only through hardship can we gain something.
6. Write a composition around the wish tree, with the title of your own choice
If I had a "wish tree", I would make a wish to it. This wish is: to restore the original beautiful Sichuan area to its former self. The beauty of the world can restore the health of disabled people and bring the dead back to life. In this way, the living family members will not cry bitterly, they will not be sad because they have no home, and they will not suffer from disability. Self-compassion.
If I had a "wishing tree", I would make a wish for it. This wish is: to invent a machine for the hospital that can cure any disease. In this case, people If I have a "wishing tree", I will make a wish to it. This wish is: fly away from the earth, travel into space, and bring space to the world. Give the contents to scientists. In this way, after careful study, scientists will invent more things that are beneficial to people's lives.
If I had a "wishing tree", I would face it Make a wish, this wish is: let grandma, grandma, mother and all the people who are sick get better quickly. In this way, the family will no longer worry about them, and grandma, grandma, mother and those who are sick will not have to worry about them. Taking medicine every day makes me feel "suffering". 7. Write an essay based on ancient poems about climbing high in the sky
The apes high in the sky howl in mourning, and the white birds fly back from the clear sands of Nagisa
The boundless falling trees Under the rustle, endless waves of the Yangtze River come and go
The sad autumn of thousands of miles away is often a guest, and a century-old illness makes the stage alone
Hardship hates the frost on the temples, and the new wine glass becomes muddy after being depressed
Du Fu
The wind is strong and the apes high in the sky are howling in mourning. White birds are flying back from the clear sand of Zhugong.
The boundless fallen trees are rustling, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling in.
Wanli is always a guest in the sad autumn, and he is alone on stage after being sick for a hundred years
Hard and bitter, he hates the frost on his temples, and his wine glass is turbid with new ones
Du Fu
The wind is strong and the sky is high The apes howl in mourning, and the white birds fly back from the clear sands of Zhugong
The boundless fallen trees rustle, and the endless Yangtze River rolls in and out
The sad autumn of thousands of miles is often a guest, and a hundred years of illness appears alone
Difficulty and bitterness, frost on the temples, a new glass of wine that has become muddy
Du Fu
The wind is strong and the sky is high, the ape is howling in mourning, and the white bird is flying back from the clear sand of Zhugong
The boundless fallen trees rustle, the endless Yangtze River rolls in and out
The sad autumn of thousands of miles is often a guest, and a century-old disease only appears on the stage
Hardship hates the frost on the temples, and the downturn and new turbidity Wine glass
Du Fu
The wind is strong and the sky is high, the ape is screaming in mourning, the white bird is flying back from the clear sand of Zhugong
The boundless falling trees are rustling, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling in
I am often a guest in the sad autumn of thousands of miles, and I am alone on the stage after being sick for a hundred years
I hate the frost on my temples due to hardship, and my wine glass becomes turbid with new ones
Du Fu
The wind is strong, the sky is high, the apes are howling in mourning, and the white birds are flying back from the clear sands of Zhugong.
The boundless fallen trees are rustling, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling in.
The sad autumn of thousands of miles is often a guest, and I have been sick for a hundred years. Standing alone on the stage
Hard and bitter, I hate the frost on my temples, I am tired of the new wine glass
Du Fu
The wind is strong and the sky is high, the ape is screaming in mourning, and the white birds are flying in the clear sand of Nagisa. Back
The boundless falling trees rustle, the endless Yangtze River rolls in and out
The sad autumn of thousands of miles is often a guest, and a hundred years of illness only appears on the stage
Hardship hates the frost on the temples , the new wine glass is in ruins