If the beginning is compared to "firecrackers", then the end is like "ringing a bell". The ancients said: "A good ending is like chewing dried fruits or tasting fragrant tea, which makes people think about it again and again." Just like the beginning, the ending is also very important. Wouldn’t it be a pity if an article with a clear theme and a novel angle was disappointed by an unfavorable ending at the end? In addition to serving the content and center of the article, the ending must also be restricted by the "beginning". In this way, the ending is even more difficult to write. People call the ending of a good article "leopard's tail". From the perspective of high school entrance examination composition, although it is not necessarily required that every article ends with "leopard's tail", the ending is also required to be concise, vivid and just right. Generally speaking, the common mistakes students make at the end of their compositions are: ① Superfluous. That is to say, the full text has come to an end, and it could have been thought-provoking, but the author is still worried, so he insists on trembling a few sentences to explain the whereabouts of the characters that do not need to be explained one by one, and to reveal the meaning that could have been understood. ② Shouting slogans in vain. At the end, in order to express one's position and attitude, shouting slogans that have nothing to do with the content of the article, this kind of ending ruins the theme. ③ Sloppy. The meaning of the ending is clear, but it still refuses to wrap up, which conflicts with the theme of the article. From this point of view, the ending of the composition for the high school entrance examination is particularly important. How to write a good ending and improve the quality of the composition in the examination room? The following ending techniques are commonly used in high school entrance examination essays.
1. Natural bandana. No matter what kind of literary style, after expressing the content, the article naturally concludes the whole text without designing profound philosophical sentences or carving out rich symbolic shapes. This kind of ending is called a "natural ending". It completely avoids the superfluous and pointless ending problems of the article. It appears simple, bright, and unpretentious, and is widely used in high school entrance examination compositions. The composition atmosphere in the examination room is tense and the competition is fierce. It is impossible to pay too much attention to what "style" and what "method". As long as you are passionate and expressive, you can write wherever you want, and you can express your thoughts fully, and it will be a good article. However, being "natural" does not mean doing whatever you want, being sloppy, but following the natural trend of literary development to complete the overall situation. . There are many such examples in the texts I have studied, so I won’t go into details here. 2. Echoing style from beginning to end. The ending should echo the beginning, and write sentences that echo the beginning but are not simply repeated. This ending method is a very common way to end all kinds of articles. This binding method can arouse the reader's psychological sense of beauty and create a sense of harmony from beginning to end. For example, "A Precious Shirt" begins with "In my home, I keep a cool white shirt." It ends with: "For four years, I have kept this precious shirt. Collect it carefully and never wear it once. "The ending of "Praise to Poplar" echoes the beginning: "I want to praise the poplar tree loudly!"
For example: My grandpa: My grandpa 60. He is many years old, tall, with a pair of bright eyes embedded in his wrinkled face. What he is most proud of is that his grandfather has the quality of "live to grow old and learn to grow old".
That day, as soon as I walked into the door of my house, I was pushed and pulled to the study by my grandfather. The treasured book pointed at an English word and asked for advice: "Good granddaughter, what's the meaning of this word?" "Read it?" I was confused as to why my grandfather was asking me for advice in English? The sun really comes out from the west. After asking, I found out that there had been several foreign guests recently. In order to prevent us Chinese from being dumb in front of foreigners, my grandfather learned English. I suddenly understood.
My mother asked my grandma: "Old man, what's going on? Start learning English." When grandma heard this, she got angry and vomited quickly: "I said I was going to go shopping today. I want to go shopping." Just buy something! I actually bought an English book. Do you think it’s annoying?”
As soon as he finished speaking, grandpa ran in in a hurry, shouting: “It’s over, it’s over.” "I was wondering, why is grandpa so anxious? I saw my grandpa turning on the TV and turning to channel 17, and his fluent and sweet English came to my ears. It turned out that my grandfather watched the English program "Into America" ??on time every day.
My grandfather is like this. He "lives and learns" and is an example for me to learn from.
An unforgettable thing
When I was in the third grade, something happened that has been deeply imprinted in my mind and made it difficult for me to forget.< /p>
It was a Friday afternoon. After I finished my Cambridge English class, it was already past six in the afternoon. My stomach was growling and I was so hungry! I carried my schoolbag and walked towards the school gate. Go. As I walked, I thought: Why are I so hungry today? It would be great if a few roast chicken legs or a few dollars fell from the sky! Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly saw a shiny thing in front of me. , "It can't be money!" I said to myself. Although I didn't believe that such a good thing would happen, I still ran towards the shiny thing and took a closer look. Sure enough, It was one yuan! Haha, my wish came true, God help me! Even though there was no roasted chicken drumstick, having one yuan was pretty good. I quickly picked up the money, held it in my hand, and jumped out of the school gate. , planning to buy two fragrant kebabs to fill my hungry stomach.
The moment I was about to hand over the money, there seemed to be a voice reminding me in my ear: You I am a Young Pioneer, and I should keep my money. What should I do now? I retracted my outstretched hand. I was hesitant, should I stop eating the mutton skewers that reached my mouth? At this time, my "damn" belly started to feel... I screamed "Gu Gu Gu", as if urging me: "Don't hesitate, hand over the money to buy kebabs!" I stretched out my hand again, and suddenly, I felt as if there were countless pairs of eyes looking at me. Looking at me, I felt blushing and retracted my outstretched hand. I am a young pioneer. When I find money, I should give it to the teacher instead of using it to buy what I want to eat. So, I ran back I went to the school and gave the one yuan to the teacher at the brigade. The teacher smiled and nodded to me and said, "Good job."
Although I didn't eat delicious kebabs that afternoon, , but I feel happy in my heart, because I have withstood a test, and this incident shows that I am a true young pioneer.
An unforgettable thing
Since I went to school, I have been reading happily every day, but something happened in school not long ago that made me regret it and I will never forget it. The thing is like this:
It was Friday afternoon, and my friends and I went to the school’s four-wheel drive interest group. From learning assembly to operation, everything went smoothly. Just when the interest group activity was about to end, something happened Something unexpected happened to me. My good friend Guojie, who loves to play and is naughty, suddenly pushed me from behind and looked at me with a smile. I was angry and funny, so I couldn't help but push him and chase him playfully. Just when we were getting into trouble, I accidentally pushed him down and made him step hard on the track of the four-wheel drive vehicle. The track immediately deformed and the parts on the track were scattered everywhere. We were immediately stunned, and the initial joke and fight turned into a quarrel about shirk responsibilities. The classmate next to him immediately asked the supervisor, Mr. Li, to come and see the "scene". "Teacher, someone stepped on the track!" the classmate shouted hurriedly. After hearing this, we both wanted to get in in an orderly manner. After Teacher Li understood the situation with us in a friendly manner, he said seriously: "The track has been severely deformed and cannot be repaired. It will affect everyone's preparations to participate in the city's four-wheel drive competition. What should we do if we damage public property?" Guojie and I immediately Make sure you make up for your mistakes and make compensation as soon as possible. Teacher Li said sincerely: "You have the courage to admit your mistakes. Your honesty is not bad, but you must be careful. You cannot indulge in your own play and play and cause losses to others or the collective." Later, our parents actively cooperated with the teacher, not only They compensated for the damage to the track and educated us carefully.
Now this incident is like a warning bell ringing in my ears from time to time, reminding me not to forget about my own happiness, chase and fight, not to joke too much, and to protect collective things and love. Keep public property in your heart, be an honest child, and do more useful things for the collective!
The person I admire most
Some people admire Ronaldo, who is all-powerful on the football field; some admire Beethoven, a musician who can play countless beautiful music; some admire the knowledgeable Lu Xun; some people admire...but I admire ordinary but great mothers.
My mother is thrifty and hard-working. When I was 4 years old, my parents took me to work in Shamujia Town because the land in my hometown was barren and life was difficult. The weather can be cloudy or sunny, hot or cold, and people have their fortunes and blessings. In the winter when I was 4 years old, my father was ill, and my mother quietly shouldered the burden of life with her weak shoulders. She got up early and went into the dark, no matter it was windy or snowy, looking for work everywhere. Because my mother was kind-hearted and hardworking, before the Zhang family's work was finished, the uncles and aunts of the Li family made another appointment. My mother searched here and there, and after many setbacks, she finally found a family clinic for my father that had been practicing medicine for generations and had extensive experience. They had a wonderful recovery, and my father's illness finally improved in this outpatient clinic. It was not until the autumn of the second year that my father recovered from his illness. My mother continued to work, leaving my father to recuperate at home, and took me to kindergarten classes. She often supplemented nutrition for me and my father, but she lived frugally, but my mother was always cheerful and without any complaints. When she had some free time, she also taught me how to draw. From that moment on, my mother planted a seed of painting in my heart.
My mother is smart and capable. In the spring of the second year, my mother was afraid that my father would fall ill and did not let him do rough work.
She learned the art of making rice jelly in her hometown. In the spring, her mother made rice jelly at home, and her father rode his bicycle through the streets to sell it. Her mother's rice jelly was praised by everyone. In autumn, my mother asked my father to go to my hometown to collect dry cigarettes. After returning, my mother and father carefully packed the dry cigarettes together. In winter, my father rode his bicycle to sell dry cigarettes. Three years of ups and downs have passed. Thanks to my mother's hard work and thrift, my family has a small savings, and my father's bicycle has been replaced by a small electric tricycle. Under the hard guidance of my mother, I have a certain foundation in painting, and my mother sent me to a painting class.
Mom is not only my father’s good helper, but also my good teacher. During my studies, she often helped me analyze some difficult problems and gave me comfort and encouragement, allowing me to move forward unimpeded in life and study. Mom steered our family boat from the eddy into the clear current. This year (2009), our family opened two grocery stores. Dad drove a small container truck and sold groceries in the surrounding area.
The business between mom and dad is getting better day by day, but mom is still so casual about her clothes and food, but the learning conditions and living standards she provides me are getting better day by day. My mother is tolerant, kind-hearted, hard-working and is truly admired by people both at home and outside.
My mother is ordinary but great. She is busy making money, not trying to enjoy herself. Her goal is to make me become the Lu Xun and Xu Beihong that people admire...
My first time shopping for groceries
"For the first time, That's great!" Is that really true? I think so.
The long-awaited Spring Festival is finally here. This time, the house is very lively because we are treating guests. Mom is busy cooking and dad is entertaining the guests. Because there were not enough staff and we didn't buy all the vegetables, so I was sent to buy vegetables while I was having a good time. Although I was very dissatisfied, I still went.
When we arrived at the vegetable market, almost all the traders went home to celebrate the New Year, and only a few stalls were still occupied. I walked aimlessly, and my hard work paid off. I came to the place where onions were sold. But I looked at that man and thought: He doesn’t look like a good person with his long beard and small eyes. It’s my first time to buy groceries and I’m a little worried. What should I do if he lied to me?
At this moment, there was an aunt buying vegetables at a nearby stall, and I watched her learn. "How to sell this cabbage?" "Sixty cents" "It's so expensive, everyone sells it for 40 cents, it's cheaper." "Okay, just 50 cents." The stall owner said helplessly. I saw the old aunt picked Ye Fangdu. I thought to myself: I can also say these words, take a deep breath and walk to the place where green onions are sold.
"How do you sell these onions?" I asked confidently. "Eight cents a pound, okay?" the stall owner said with narrowed eyes. "It's so expensive. I've seen it. Others are selling for 60 cents. If it's cheaper, I'll buy two catties." The stall owner smiled and said, "Really? It's Chinese New Year and all the onion sellers are gone. It seems like It’s just my family.” Hearing this, there was a mocking tone. I had no choice but to bite the bullet and said hesitantly: "I'll buy two kilograms." I saw him put a few green onions without leaves on the scale. When I saw it, I said loudly: "Hold on, others want green onions with more leaves." , did you lie to me because you thought I was a child?" The stall owner looked at me with surprise and said, "Okay, I'll give you Ye Duo."
After paying. , the stall owner smiled at me, but didn’t say anything. I was secretly proud of myself for not being deceived by him. I trotted home all the way, hoping to get praise from my mother.
After returning home, my mother took out the green onions and said to me: "You kid, you are not good at success, but more than good at failure. Why do you choose so many leaves on the green onion, how can you eat it?" I suddenly realized that at that time, The Lord’s surprised look.
If you don’t climb a high mountain, you don’t know how high the mountain is; if you don’t go to a deep stream, you don’t know how thick the land is. Indeed, if you don’t buy groceries, how can you know that there is knowledge in shopping for groceries? Only by trying it for the first time can you get something you have never gotten before.
So, life must keep trying new lives, so that it can be colorful.
Spider Diary
Today, I was lying on the bed alone, with my eyes half open and half closed. Unintentionally, I saw a dark thing on the wall. I thought: Could this be It will be a spider! Out of curiosity, I stood up and walked forward to take a closer look. Unexpectedly, it started to move. ah! It's really an "eight-legged monster"! I was so scared that I screamed "Wow". You know, the insect I am most afraid of is the spider, not to mention this spider is black, big and scary.
When my mother heard the cry, she came over and asked: "What's going on?" I stammered: "There are... spiders here." After that, I pointed to the spider on the wall. Spider, who knows, but my mother said calmly: "What did I think it was? What made all the fuss, wasn't it just a spider? It doesn't bite, so what are you afraid of?" After that, she walked out. I thought: What is a little spider afraid of? I am hundreds of times bigger than it! You can press it into patties with just one finger. I thought so, but my eyes were always fixed on the "eight-legged monster", afraid that it would crawl into my little bed.
I saw it crawling and crawling. When it climbed to the edge of the air conditioner, it suddenly fell down. Silk was doing an acrobatic performance. When it had enough fun, it swung up like a spring. I let out a long breath. Fortunately, it didn't fall onto my bed. Alas, it was a near miss. !
I was congratulating myself, but I didn’t expect it to crawl towards my crib at such a fast speed. I was surprised. The joy I felt just now had long since disappeared, and what followed was The heartbeat was "dong dong", but this spider didn't know it at all and was still crawling towards my little bed. I hurriedly jumped out of bed and went to move my "rescuer" - grandpa. When grandpa saw this scene, he tore up a newspaper. He put the newspaper on the spider's only path and waited for it to "fall into the trap". Seeing that the spider really climbed up along the newspaper, grandpa gently picked up the newspaper, opened the window, and released the spider back into nature.
I asked my grandpa: "Grandpa, why don't you kill the spider?" Grandpa smiled and said to me: "Spiders eat mosquitoes and are beneficial insects. We should protect them." I After listening, I nodded and thought: You can't just look at something by its appearance. Only by understanding more cultural knowledge can you better protect and utilize them.
Sunshine always comes after the storm
I remember reading a report about a pair of twin sisters, both disabled and could only spend their whole year in wheelchairs. But the two sisters had infinite yearning for life. They bravely faced the cruel reality and overcame it, so they chose the path of writing. However, the two sisters, who only had primary school education, failed again and again. However, they did not fall, but became stronger. Finally, they published their first book, which recorded the years they had gone through and the setbacks they had faced. It also received praise and recognition from the society, and people's respect. Now, they are working hard to swim towards the other side of success. I believe that the sisters will create brilliant tomorrow.
Looking back, disabled people are so strong, let alone those of us without physical and mental disabilities. Every life comes to the world with hope, a chicken or a grass. Which of them didn't come to the world with difficulty? Therefore, to grasp this wonderful life, no matter how many setbacks or difficulties there are, we must face them bravely and work hard to overcome them.
Indeed, life is actually wonderful. When you feel pain and despair, you might as well try to think and look at it from a different angle. You will find that life is not as bad as you imagined, and you will discover how beautiful life is and how full of sunshine of hope it is. In fact, it's very simple. Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and say to yourself, I can do it!
When fate closes one window to you, it will also open another window to you. The sun always comes after the storm, please believe there is a rainbow.
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2011-05-22 16:00 The Secret of Love E|Level 3
My cousin, although she is 4 years old this year, she is tall, 1.10 meters tall, chubby, and has very cute little eyes. God, her eyebrows are curved like willow leaves, her words are like a rapid-fire barrage of words, and she can never finish her words. Everyone likes her.
My sister is not only smart but also very sensible.
My mother told me about this. One day her mother went to a relative's house, and her mother asked us to take care of her. My mother was not at home, and my father was very tired after work, so he immediately lay down in the bedroom and screamed. He fell asleep soundly. My sister was lying in the big bedroom and fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, my sister woke up and saw that her mother and father were not around, so she burst into tears. She was crying and only heard her father's snoring. There was no light in the room at this time, so her sister followed the snoring sound to the hut and found my father. She saw him sleeping soundly. He didn't even call his father, so he just lay down next to him and fell asleep.
At about 10 o'clock, my mother came back and turned on the light in the big bedroom, but she couldn't find my sister. My mother came to the small bedroom and saw my sister, her eyes red from crying, lying huddled with her father. On a bed. When my sister woke up, her mother asked her: "Doudou, you woke up, why didn't you call me dad?" The sister tilted her head and said, "I don't want to wake dad up. I'm afraid he won't have a good rest." Mom and dad laughed after hearing this. Laughed loudly.
Is my sister very smart and sensible?!
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2011-12- 16 12:21wlsh0908|Level 16
Although grandma and I can't get along day and night, we can only see each other every Spring Festival. However, she left the deepest impression on me. Whenever I think of her, my heart feels warm and I can’t help but smile.
My grandma is illiterate and is less than 1.5 meters tall. Due to working in the sun for a long time, her skin is tanned and her hands are covered with calluses. However, she has a very kind face and a bodhisattva. Such a heart, and a spirit of hard work and hard work. You can give everything you have to your children and grandchildren.
Take the example of last year when we went back to our hometown for the Spring Festival: just about ten miles away from home, we saw a thin figure standing on a distant hill, staring straight at Heading towards our home.
My father is short-sighted, maybe it’s because of the connection between mother and son. My father said from far away: “Grandma is here to pick us up!” But I laughed at him disapprovingly: “It’s so far away, can you see grandma?” When we got closer When I saw it, it was indeed grandma. She came up to me with a smile, held me in her arms, stroked my face and said, "Peng'er is back." Grandma's calloused hands were prickly. My face ached, and I struggled to free myself. Grandma looked at me in surprise, but quickly regained her composure.
Every Chinese New Year when I go back to my hometown and see my grandma, she is always the first one to work every day, but she is always the last one to eat. She always says: "It's rare for you to come back, please rest more!" She is very happy! She felt sorry for me, but she would also work hard to cut camel snails for me to play with, and took us to attend temple fairs and buy souvenirs. Every day, she always tried her best to prepare delicious meals for us, so that we could have a great time.
The car drove away. Looking at my grandma’s thin figure still standing still, my eyes became wet. I thought: This is my favorite person! My grandma, an ordinary seventy-year-old old man
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2010-05-27 19:50 Repeat the same mistake again_| Level 4
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2010-05-27 21:59 Enthusiastic netizens
My sister loves music. I have been learning to play the electronic keyboard since I was 4 years old. He practices the piano every day, and he practices for a long time. One day, I called her: "Stop practicing, let's play chess." But the younger sister said: "Sister, sit down and listen to me." After saying that, she had an expression. Start playing. She played "Little Girl Chasing the Sea", which was very nice.
I seemed to hear the sound of running water: swish, swish, swish: and it seemed like I had entered a musical maze, it was so nice. I think I really shouldn't have disturbed her just now.
My sister can also draw. She won the third prize in a competition in Nanjing... No matter what the teacher taught, she learned very quickly. One time, I was painting, and my sister finished the painting. She sat aside and quietly painted my painting posture. As soon as I finished the painting and went to wash my hands, she put the painting into my schoolbag. When I got home, I realized that my sister had done it.
My sister is really naughty, don’t you think so?
Reference: This is my sister, haha!
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2010-05-28 17:34 Enthusiastic Netizens
< p>My sister loves music. I have been learning to play the electronic keyboard since I was 4 years old. He practices the piano every day, and he practices for a long time. One day, I called her: "Stop practicing, let's play chess." But the younger sister said: "Sister, sit down and listen to me." After saying that, she had an expression. Start playing. She played "Little Girl Chasing the Sea", which was very nice.I seemed to hear the sound of running water: swish, swish, swish: and it seemed like I had entered a musical maze, it was so nice. I think I really shouldn't have disturbed her just now.
My sister can also draw. She won the third prize in a competition in Nanjing... No matter what the teacher taught, she learned very quickly. One time, I was painting, and my sister finished the painting. She sat aside and quietly painted my painting posture. As soon as I finished the painting and went to wash my hands, she put the painting into my schoolbag. When I got home, I realized that my sister had done it.
My sister is really naughty, don’t you think so?
Reference: This is my sister, haha!
Answer: 59.54.178.* 2010-5-27 21:59
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2011-12-09 19:09 Xia Ye’s Xinxin | Level 4
In the past, whenever I saw a cleaner picking up garbage on the roadside, I would always pinch Nose around him. But through that incident, I was impressed by him.
It was a summer filled with dark clouds. In an instant, large drops of rain fell from the sky like broken pearls. Since I didn't bring any rain gear, I had no choice but to rush home.
On the way, I met an old man who had lived for more than seventy years and swept the road. There was never a smile on his bronze face.
Maybe it’s because you are responsible for your work! He didn't take the rain gear, so he braved the rain to chase the plastic bag that was blown away by the wind. I just stared at him blankly on the side of the road. The wind stopped, and he bent down with difficulty to catch the plastic bag. The wind seemed to be teasing him and blew the bag up again. The old man tapped his back with his hand, stood up with difficulty, and grabbed the bag that had been blown up. The rain was getting heavier, and I didn’t know whether it was tears or rain. The old man still desperately grabbed the naughty plastic bag. Maybe the wind was moved, and it stopped. The bag fell on the ground, and the old man stretched out his hand and bent down to grab the plastic bag. He straightened up, wondering whether it was sweat or rain on his head. But, it’s more sweat. He was all wet and was walking towards the pavilion with difficulty. He looked even older. Several times he almost fell. Exhausted, he finally passed out and fell to the ground, and the plastic bag flew into the sky. I quickly ran over and helped the old man up. The rain fell harder and my tears flowed down again.
It was on that rainy day that the old man passed away. But, it was on that rainy day that I understood him.
Whenever I walk on that stretch of road, I seem to always see the figure of my grandfather, and every time, I run away in tears...
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< p>2011-12-18 11:42m19990911|Before Level 3, whenever I saw a cleaner picking up garbage on the roadside, I would always hold my nose and go around him. But through that incident, I was impressed by him.It was a summer filled with dark clouds. In an instant, large drops of rain fell from the sky like broken pearls. Since I didn’t bring any rain gear, I had no choice but to rush home.
On the way, I met an old man who had lived for more than seventy years and swept the road. There was never a smile on his bronze face.
Maybe it’s because you are responsible for your work! He didn't take the rain gear, so he braved the rain to chase the plastic bag that was blown away by the wind. I just stared at him blankly on the side of the road. The wind stopped, and he bent down with difficulty to catch the plastic bag. The wind seemed to be teasing him and blew the bag up again. The old man tapped his back with his hand, stood up with difficulty, and grabbed the bag that had been blown up. The rain was getting heavier, and I didn’t know whether it was tears or rain. The old man still grabbed that naughty plastic bag desperately. Maybe the wind was moved, and it stopped. The bag fell on the ground. The old man stretched out his hand and bent down to grab the plastic bag. He straightened up, wondering whether it was sweat or rain on his head. But, it’s more sweat. He was all wet and was walking towards the pavilion with difficulty. He looked even older. Several times he almost fell. Exhausted, he finally passed out and fell to the ground, and the plastic bag flew into the sky. I quickly ran over and helped the old man up. The rain fell harder and my tears flowed down again.
It was on that rainy day that the old man passed away. But, it was on that rainy day that I understood him.
Whenever I walk on that stretch of road, I seem to always see the figure of my grandfather. Every time, I run away with tears in my eyes...