I used to have several guppies with colorful and shiny tails, which I couldn't put down. In my spare time, I always like to watch them swimming in the water in front of the fish tank. At first, I gave birth to a lot of small fish. I carefully fished them into a small jar to prevent them from being accidentally swallowed by the mother fish. However, after raising them for a period of time, they kept getting sick and dying, even their young ones were not spared, which made me quite sad and troubled. At first, I heard that there might be something wrong with fish feed, so I changed to a bottle of fish feed, but it still didn't work. My father guessed that the water quality might be bad, so he installed a water filter for the small fish, but they still left me.
Finally, heartbroken, I gave up my interest in fish farming, because every day when I came home from school, I always ran nervously to the fish tank to see if the fish were okay, and my mood fluctuated accordingly. After raising fish, I understand the value of life and the hard work of parents to take care of their children, just like seeing their little fish grow up, swinging their colorful tails, and their hearts are filled with a sense of accomplishment full of joy, just like parents will be pleased to see their children's good grades.
The composition of intelligence and life is about 100 words. With the progress of the times, we see many new things, which are gradually entering our lives. "Intelligence", a word with a temporary new meaning, has become a frequently discussed topic in our time.
In today's life, "intelligence" has brought us a lot of convenience:
Smart wristband, smart phone, intelligent online search engine. . .
When people exercise, it gives people steps, time and heart rate; When people get lost thousands of miles away, it shows people the way; When people want to find an important piece of information in the vast amount of information, he helps people find the desired answer quickly and accurately. . .
The convenience and benefits of "intelligence" can be seen everywhere. It not only facilitates people's lives, but also draws wonderful colors for the earth.
About 200 words of dormitory life composition "Ding, Ding, Ding ..." The word * * comes with the wind after school, and four big words come to mind: "Go back to the dormitory!" I went back alone, went downstairs to the dormitory, habitually looked at the dormitory scores, then planned activities while taking the stairs, first did my homework, then read some composition materials, and then ... I remembered that there were "entertainment activities" in our dormitory tonight!
Then, I went to the dormitory door and opened it. This scene made me feel that I was thinking too much about coming back so soon: no one was there and the lights were not on. When I wanted to turn on the light, a table suddenly made a "thump" sound. I'm surprised and scared. I was born timid. When I was about to turn on the light for the first time, I looked around and suddenly there was a figure floating around on the balcony. Then the figure stopped moving, as if it saw me, so I turned on the light in a hurry. At this moment, there was a sudden cheer: "Oh! Welcome back! " "I have a surprise for you!" ..... I think: it's really a surprise, but it's a surprise without joy! It turns out that everyone in my dormitory has arrived and agreed to scare me like this. And their so-called "entertainment" is just an excuse to scare me.
I think I know the whole thing. First of all, everyone disappeared after class, so let me go upstairs slowly and delay the time. As a result, I walked fast, and they hid before they were ready, so the sound of "knocking on the table" was that they touched the table while hiding, and the suspicious figure was that they deliberately scared me.
You are my roommate. You know me too well that this "terrorist incident" can be successfully directed by them. In fact, there are many tasteful "jokes" like this in our dormitory life.
I live happily in this dormitory. Although it brings me sadness and sadness, it is also full of our laughter and tears. I will never forget what these dormitory lives have given me. I really want to say to my dormitory, "I love you very much!" " "
Kneeling for the story of Han Geng. Composition, about 200 words, he is a plum blossom in the cold winter, a mighty and never-ending sailing boat, and a grass standing upright in the dry mud dancing with the wind. He is tenacious, he is more and more brave, and he is indomitable.
Who is he? He is an ordinary minority Hezhe teenager, a member of super junior China excavated by Korean companies, and the captain of super junior-m for Asian Chinese market-Han Geng.
From the age of 12, Han Geng went to Beijing Central University for Nationalities to study folk dance alone, and performed and promoted China folk dance many times abroad. 18 years old participated in the "China H.O.T" selection activity organized by * * company, and stood out from the talent pool of 3000: 1. When he went to Korea, he went to Korea penniless, leaving no way out for himself, because he believed he would succeed. In South Korea, facing the high standard training of * * * company, he sleeps less than 4 hours a day, practices dancing for more than 5 hours a day, and practices vocal music ... Facing the high living standard of South Korea, Han Geng only has the living expenses equivalent to RMB 300 yuan a month, which makes him never go to the supermarket for two whole years. At that time, several China trainees who went to Korea with him for training finally couldn't stand the darkness before dawn and couldn't see the dawn. Later, Han Geng was the only trainee in China. He has a firm belief that in just a few months, he started from Class C and went to Class A at once, which is unprecedented in SM Company. His fighting spirit is even more admirable. He broke his bone twice dancing, but he didn't know it. It was not until he felt that his hand was a little sore that he found that the broken hand bone had grown crooked and well. In June, 2005, 165438+ 10, Han Geng's unremitting efforts were rewarded, and under the combination of 13 people, super junior debuted. But the future star road is full of twists and turns, because according to Korean law, foreigners can only sign up for two TV stations in South Korea, and they can only appear in front of a few cameras, which makes them less easily known to the audience than other players. This is a very cruel thing for a newcomer who just debuted. In the indispensable performance of 13, he can only complete his dream on the radiant stage with a "mysterious" mask. It's like a dancer with great dancing talent losing her soul leg. However, Han Geng still firmly believes that he will succeed one day, because he is sincere, and he is the king on the stage. In 2006, SM Company gave Han Geng a holiday, which was not so much a visit, but a touchstone for Han Geng's popularity in China. Prior to this, super junior had never been to China for publicity, and everyone could only learn about this teenager who was working hard in a foreign country through the Internet. In order to prove Han Geng's popularity and prevent Han Geng from being refrigerated by the company after returning to Korea, fans decided to quickly set up the first website in China, "Lanbaoge" and super junior fan club. Days passed like flowing clouds, and when Han Geng finally came home, Han Geng got off the airport, which surprised him. Every time he thought that so many people would come to meet him, he smiled happily. The agent next to the entourage also smiled with satisfaction. Han Geng still does not forget to promote China culture in foreign countries. Whenever he receives the award, he always proudly says, "I am Han Geng, a member of China in super junior." Even if the audience is all foreigners, he always believes that there will always be compatriots in the motherland to hear it.
Before I met him, I had a superficial understanding of the words "kindness, diligence, hard work, hard work, quality ...". After I met him, I began to fully understand the meaning of these words, and understood that these words are the indispensable essence of our personality spirit. If a person lacks these words, it is like a robot lacking some parts. Is this robot still complete?
Have you ever seen a star who has become famous, but you still don't forget your roots, are not arrogant or impetuous, or are you so close to everyone and become friends with fans? He bought ice cream for fans, just like friends who forgot the past year in CY and UFO had a cordial exchange with fans. He is not an insensitive artist in our daily life, but a simple and gorgeous star.
Han Geng is an example for us to learn. He is hardworking, kind, hardworking, caring, strong and filial ... He saved money to open two plum blossom jiaozi stores for his mother. Why did he name it plum blossom? Because "plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold." Isn't this the spirit we should learn? Although Han Geng was in a foreign country at the time of the snowstorm, he immediately decided to donate 6.8 million yuan to speak for Zhen Shiming. For most stars, this 6.8 million yuan may be just the tip of the iceberg, but for Han Geng, the fifth poorest star in China, it is simply astronomical. Isn't this spirit of love what we should learn? Therefore, we should not blindly learn the external appearance of idolization, but should learn their spiritual nourishment that can promote and encourage our progress.
It is Han Geng's simple and kind quality that leads to the touching lyrics in Wings of Love: "Our love is your wings, giving you the strength to cross the storm, your smile is our belief, happiness and sadness are shared with you ... Your smile is our belief, and we will build a paradise that belongs to you together." A warm, loving and powerful world.
We should take Han Geng's profound and ordinary phrase "Keep working hard every day" as the motto of life, encourage ourselves to constantly enrich ourselves every day, make continuous progress, struggle and make positive progress, become the god who really dominates my life, and paint a powerful blueprint for ourselves!
Please write a short essay (survival and life). About 500 words, the French writer Hugo said: "People can only survive with material things; One must have ideals to talk about life. Do you want to know the difference between life and life? Animals are alive and people are alive. " This passage tells a profound meaning, that is, the difference between survival and life.
What is "survival"? As Hugo, a French writer, said, "Only with material things can we survive." This substance is a necessary condition for survival. Animals and people need material, so are animals and people alive? Not exactly. Man is not alive, because he doesn't need things like animals. His ideal is to create wealth for society. Therefore, human life is the fundamental difference between survival and life, and between animals and people.
But in real life, there are indeed some people who take material enjoyment as their purpose in life, make money everywhere, do everything possible to seek personal gain, and even ignore the law. They think that if they eat well, dress well and live well, they will be satisfied and reach their ideals. They don't know the true meaning of life at all, let alone make no contribution to society. Their goal is to eat western food, wear suits and live in villas. They regard material enjoyment as the value of life. They live in this world to survive, not to live.
On the contrary, we heroes who create wealth for society day and night, regardless of personal remuneration, work tirelessly for the cause of socialism. Their ideal is to contribute to society, not to ask for it from society. For example, Comrade Li Guoqiao, vice president of the Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine in our province and director of the Institute of Epidemic Prevention, led all the comrades in the Institute to treat patients in remote places such as Hainan Island and Yunnan for ten years. In order to develop a specific epidemic prevention drug, he did not hesitate to do experiments with his own body. What are they doing? Do you live in a foreign house, wear a suit and eat western food? No. Their purpose is to alleviate the suffering of patients and the health of thousands of people in Qian Qian. Their ideal is selfless dedication to the cause, and the cause is their life.
Since people and animals are different in "material" existence and "ideal" life, we will never be a crawling dog that can only play. As people in the new era, we should live like British models and fight for our ideals.
Write the story of life. The Story of Life is about 100 words.
In our life, there are many stories. Let me tell my life story below.
Today, Mr. Du in our class was very angry when he came to school. That's because our early reading is very weak.
During the dinner, Miss Du told us that she felt that she was a failure. In order to review, Teacher Du ate very little in the morning. The same is true at noon.
After lunch, Mr. Du just said a word and left. After a while, we were all anxious to see that Mr. Du had not come back. Some students suggested looking for a teacher, and the whole class agreed, so we found it. I haven't finished it yet, because we have to write an apology to the teacher on the blackboard and design it beautifully.
There are five or six students. I'll go to Mr. Du separately.
Time flies, the class is over in a blink of an eye, and Teacher Du is back. Before arriving at the door of the classroom, two students covered Mr. Du's eyes with red scarves. Only when someone said "three, two, one", the red scarf was untied. Teacher Du smiled when she saw the blackboard newspaper. A bad thing was quelled by the blackboard newspaper. Of course, there are my comments.
Life is wonderful because of ~ ~, and the composition is about 200 words. The world is wonderful because of you.
The world used to be black and white, but since I met you, my world has become wonderful.
The first poem I learned was yours: "There is such bright light at the foot of my bed, is there frost already?" "So, I like the bright moonlight. I always sleep with my head to the window just to find the "frost" in your eyes.
The first word I touched was yours, too. When I read aloud "Qin Ayue, Qin Ayue, Qin Ayue dreams of breaking Qin Louyue ...", I know that you will always be proud as a lone star in the sky, and you will also sigh "the ancient Xianyang road is silent". At that time, I also learned to worry about you at a young age-worrying about you, but where can I appreciate the infinite worries contained in your West Wind, Han Palace?
I thought you were a drinker who only knew that "heaven and earth grow in a pot", but only after reading "How lovely the lock in the mirror of a high room is, although it is black in the morning, it turns into snow at night" did you know that you would sigh that the sun and the moon fly so fast, and you sang "Oh, let a spirited person take risks in his favorite place". You started the life pursuit of "I will ride the wind and waves one day, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea", and I also started thinking and struggling about my ideals and life.
Your "Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those high-ranking and high-ranking people whose sincere faces will never be seen?" Taught me not to be arrogant, not to be arrogant, and not to bow and scrape to powerful people.
Your book "How the Yellow River Water Moves Out of Heaven and Into the Ocean, Never to Return" made me understand the preciousness of time, so I should seize the time, move towards my own goal and realize my life ambition.
When you encounter setbacks and want to give up your efforts, you tell me: "I was born useful, and my money will come back." I got up the courage, stood up, patted the dirt on my body, wiped the blood from the wound and moved on.
In your eyes, I saw a bright moon without dust, a tall and majestic Tianmu Mountain and a magnificent Yellow River ... I felt the heartache of homesickness, the infinite melancholy of frustration, the sadness of hard-to-reward ambition ... I also felt your desperate heroism and saw through all indifference; I also saw a man with indomitable spirit, a hero with a sword in the wind, an alcoholic Brewmaster, and an affectionate and kind poet.
You have taught me so much, but I can't accompany you in the stormy rivers and lakes. I can only imagine you in the moonlight, and there are waves in my heart. Time flies. Where have you been? Is there a pen, ink, paper and inkstone for you to write? Where can I borrow grapes and wine to drown my sorrows?
You are long gone, but because of you, my world has become wonderful since then.
2. The world is wonderful because of you
"Go your own way and let others talk." -Dante
What a concise and wise sentence. It left us with too much thinking and enlightenment, excitement and belief, moving and admiration. Maybe we really don't have to shrink back, indulge in gossip, lament the ancient feudal bondage, or even lament the ups and downs in fact. I really want to say to you loudly: Go your own way and make the world wonderful because of you!
Let's turn back the clock of thought countless times and go back to the distant era of Tao Yuanming. On the evening when the shower head returned to Dai Yue, the hut with nothing on the walls, the old man who picked chrysanthemums under the hedge and leisurely saw Nanshan under the east hedge, was proud of Feng Ling and was not afraid of the powerful. He didn't kneel for Wudoumi and retired to the countryside. He persisted silently, poor and happy. He was so noble, elegant and profound, but he was tired of the vulgarity of officialdom in that era and finally embarked on his own simple and practical life. He lives a free and happy life. A thousand years later, the sage died, leaving only a pile of loess and a rotten bone? What he left us was his wonderful poems and wonderful life.
You may say that Tao Yuanming is wonderful, but it was a story thousands of years ago after all. Where's Hawking? He's alive. When Hawking in his early twenties knew that he had few years to live, none of us knew how he felt. But we know that he didn't collapse, because his life is not wonderful, at least he thinks so. So, with an indomitable heart and only one finger, Hawking shocked the world, shocked the earth and opened a black hole. Wonderful, the vibration is really wonderful!
Maybe you said it again, because they are Tao Yuanming, Hawking and geniuses, and they are destined to make the world wonderful because of them.
What about Xu Benyu? He is neither a literary master, nor a rich man, nor an outstanding politician. He is just an ordinary college student. He not only brought knowledge to poor areas, but also brought hope, spirit and strength. /kloc-more than 0/00 children because of his hope, the whole country1300 million people were moved by him. He brought us wonderful spirit and wonderful power.
Look at ourselves again. A middle school student's contribution to society may not be wonderful enough, but we should work hard, because our efforts are also wonderful. The world is wonderful because of you, wonderful because of me, and even more wonderful because of our efforts!
Story Collection Story Composition About 800 words The story in the photo.
Today, I accidentally opened an old photo album with photos taken when I was a child. I looked through them one by one and couldn't help laughing. How innocent and lovely I was when I was a child! Suddenly I saw a photo of me riding a bike, and I couldn't help thinking of the first time I rode a bike. At that time, I was really like a little traffic policeman!
When I was about five or six years old, my father bought me a four-wheeled bike. I was so happy that I couldn't wait for my father to open the wrapping paper, so I couldn't wait to climb up and hold the bicycle handle. Dad deflated the tire. I put my foot on the pedal, exhausted all my strength, stepped on it and drove the bike forward. Encouraged, I stepped on it again and again, slowly riding from one end to the other. Then I rode faster and faster. For me who had no sense of direction at that time, this was very powerful. At this time, my cousin came to my house to play and saw me riding a bike. As soon as my eyes lit up, she rushed at me and shouted, "Cousin, let me ride!" " ""all right. "I hate to get off the bike and let my cousin ride it. Who told me I was a sister? Cousin got on the bike and rode hard. I shouted, "turn left. Oh, I'm going to hit the wall! "His voice did not fall, only heard a bang, my cousin hit the wall. Fortunately, people and cars are fine. * * * Crispy ran upstairs, wearing a pair of white gloves, a yellow vest (no green) and a white cap (no blue), ran downstairs, stood in the middle of the yard and searched in his pocket for a while. Cousin said, "Cousin, did you leave it upstairs?" "I ran upstairs and looked, hey, no? Inadvertently saw my cousin downstairs smiling cunningly, holding the burnt whistle I was looking for! I rushed downstairs angrily, and the speed startled me. I rushed down, but my cousin hasn't found me yet. I suddenly thought: How about scaring her? I crept over and blindfolded her. " Ah! "My cousin cried, and I smiled. She said, "Cousin, let's play the game of police catching bad drivers." "good!" I raised my hand in favor. "I'm a terrible driver!" " "Cousin said with a loud voice. "Let's go!"
While I was on the road (in the middle of the yard), my cousin came by bike. I said seriously with a straight face: "Comrade, please hand over your driver's license." Cousin held back her laughter, took out a blank piece of paper from her pocket, hesitated for a moment and asked, "Comrade policeman, can I not hand it in?" "No, if you are a bad person, then I am not a sinner?" I took the blank paper from my cousin, pretended to look at it carefully, and stared at my cousin and said, "Haha, I finally caught you!" " "I said, I'll catch my cousin. Cousin immediately abandoned the car and ran away. I thought about it, and the car must run faster than people, so I rode after it, but where is the person? I was wondering when I suddenly covered my eyes with my hands. " Aha, there you are, I'm coming after you! """Help!" My cousin ran away while screaming, and I immediately rode after her. Our laughter echoed in the yard for a long time.
How happy and beautiful childhood is! I really want to go back to that time and be carefree!
About 200 words of summer vacation life composition My summer vacation life
In my summer vacation, I can sum up in three words: busy, play and sleep.
During my summer vacation, I was very busy, under the pressure of my parents.
Now, I have to complete the tasks assigned by them every day and do housework for them every day. Of course, I can also get some compensation from it. Once, I watched TV in the afternoon, probably because the program was so good.
I read until after five o'clock in the afternoon, and I wanted to correct my mistake. Then I read until after six o'clock in the afternoon. I only finished nearly one-fifth of my homework at that time. When my father came back, I saw that I had only written this little homework, but it was still delayed.
Naturally, so I was unlucky. Today, besides not getting paid, I have to pay a fine and make up my homework. I didn't finish my homework until twelve o'clock at night, so I went to take a shower and sleep.
In my summer vacation, I
Very playful. When my father goes to work and my mother plays cards in the afternoon, I won't do my homework seriously, because my parents and I agreed that I can only play computer 1 hour a day, and sometimes I can't.
Mom wants to watch TV on the computer, and I may play computer games, but every time I go to play, my father seems to have clairvoyance. No matter how I pretend, he can still know clearly. So can I.
It may be "half-hearted" (watching TV while doing homework).
During my summer vacation, I was lazy. I usually go to bed at about 1 1 every night, and then get up at about 9: 30 every morning for a nap. I don't know why, but when I'm tired, I want to lie there, on the sofa, on the floor and other places.
This is my summer vacation life, so what is your summer vacation life like?
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Happy summer vacation life
When I opened the window of memory, interesting things happened in my summer vacation: It was a Sunday, and my grandmother said that the noodle restaurant in Xiao Yan was short of staff and asked me for help. I paid 10 yuan a day, so I agreed.
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The children get up at five in the morning and want to sprint in the noodle restaurant. As soon as we arrived at the noodle restaurant, we all started working. I was in charge of serving the bowl, so I picked it up and walked to the guests inside. The first bowl succeeded, followed by the second bowl, the first bowl.
Three bowls, the fourth bowl ... "Ah!" My hands are numb. "How many bowls are there?" Ah, what else? Isn't this adding fuel to the fire? Alas, for this 10 yuan, I'll throw caution to the wind and keep working. First, I ended it.
Bowls, more than a minute after arriving at the hotel, the "imperial edict" came, so I washed more than a dozen bowls again, but the bowls were finally finished. But before I could catch my breath, the "imperial edict" came again. The "emperor" was really right.
I am a loyal minister! I went to cut onions again, and "ouch!" I cut my hand. Fortunately, it was nothing serious.
Alas, things are finally over, and the "emperor" also rewarded me with "65438+ 2 million gold"! I never work a day for nothing.
Through this happy and hard day, I understand a truth: only by working hard can I get what I deserve.
Composition: The story of me and the book, about 500 words. What simple and ordinary eyes! However, it occupies a very high position in my heart. In the long river of memory, there is always a "book story" rippling in my mind, and I have formed an indissoluble bond with books. Whenever I hold a book with a cover, I can't help thinking of the past. ...
How important books are to me! If I believe that life comes first, then books must be second only to life-second. I have cried for books, and I have been sad for books. Maybe this is my attachment to books. Every time I read a book "Retirement", I feel extremely sad, just like digging half my flesh. I carefully hid the book in the bookcase. I can't bear to dig up my own flesh and blood.
Not only that, I also "sold my life" for the book. It's hard to believe, but this is definitely not a lie, but the truth from the heart. In the second grade of primary school, my brother learned a book for me, and I like it very much. But because my knowledge is not deep enough, it seems difficult-I have to look it up in the dictionary. One day, I was sitting on the shore of a shallow pond. The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but I have no intention of enjoying it. I still hold the book in my hand and watch it. But when I looked it up in the dictionary, the precious book "slipped away" and fell into the pond with a bang. For a moment, I was like an animal without a soul. I plunged into the pool and tried to save the textbooks in the water. The book was moved, but that regrettable thing happened again. I can't swim! I'm not tall enough to step on the ground. I struggled in the pool with my book in my arms. Maybe it was providence. At this moment, my eldest brother appeared and I was saved. However, when I got home, I was beaten and scolded. I cried, and my eyes were filled with infinite pain and sadness, but not because of being beaten, but because of the unfortunate experience of the book. All the books were soaked. When I opened them, I saw the muddy one ... and I cried again. Maybe you will make fun of my behavior, but if you and I feel the same way, I'm afraid you can't help it.
Books, my lifelong dream is to have books all over the world. I even dreamed of it, but maybe it's an unattainable wish. However, I don't feel desperate, because in every spring, summer, autumn and winter, books have cultivated my sentiment and accompanied me in my growth and life. Therefore, I am extremely gratified. But a word of caution: they are all healthy and meaningful books!