The Golden Hook tells a touching story of crossing the grass on the way to the Long March. When the Red Army entered the grassland, many soldiers fell ill, so the instructor asked the old squad leader to take care of three little soldiers along the way.
In order to get the soldiers out of the grass, the old monitor made soup for them to fish. In order to get the bait, he didn't know how many sites he had turned over. In the evening, the old monitor had to find wild vegetables tree by tree and cook them for the soldiers. But the monitor ate some grass roots and fishbones left by the soldiers, chewed them for a while, and then frowned and swallowed them hard.
When I read this, my throat felt like it was stuck by a fishbone, which made me feel terrible. How to eat grass roots and fish bones? However, in order to complete the tasks assigned by the Party and the health of his comrades-in-arms, the old squad leader would rather eat grass roots and fishbones that are difficult to swallow.
What a great and respectable old monitor! His spirit of selfless dedication and self-sacrifice is worth learning! Old monitor, the article says you are dead, but I think you are still alive. Your spirit and your image will live in people's hearts forever.
And in today's society, people like you emerge one after another. When the ruthless earthquake destroyed our city, our PLA soldiers ignored their own safety, helped the victims out of danger and helped us build our homes; When the sudden snowstorm hit our lush south, it was still the PLA soldiers who marched forward bravely ... Look, you are everywhere, with the spirit of your old squad leader and the same actions as you.
Look, our red scarf is also moving! We launched a "hand in hand" activity. We donate books to poor children and take the initiative to donate money to people in disaster areas. We also started a "help" activity. We believe that as long as we all help each other a little and think more about others when things are not going well, no matter how difficult it is, we will overcome it.
Old monitor, please rest assured that our new generation of young pioneers will not forget the entrustment of revolutionary martyrs, and we will certainly carry forward your spirit. What moved me most was: "Look carefully, ah! I can't help but froze. He sat there, holding an enamel bowl, chewing some grass roots and our leftover fishbones.
After chewing for a while, I frowned and swallowed hard. "As soon as I read this, I burst into tears. The old monitor is so strong.
How difficult and painful it is to eat grass roots and fishbones, but the old monitor never eats fish. How loyal the old monitor is to the cause of the party. In such difficulties and hardships, he always thought of the tasks entrusted to him by the party and took care of the three patients wholeheartedly.
I don't want to eat a bite of fish. Think about me again. I eat good food all day, which is 100 times better than what they eat. I'm still not satisfied.
For your own enjoyment, regardless of others. Today's happy life was bought by the Red Army with their blood. Can I eat and dress well without them? Compared with the old monitor, I am so small.
I must learn from the old squad leader in the future, care for others, love others, not afraid of difficulties and setbacks, and go forward bravely. The article "Golden Hook" mainly introduces a touching story in the 25,000-mile long March of the Chinese Red Army of Workers and Peasants.
It's about that when the Red Fourth Front Army crossed the grassland, the cooking squad leader was taken care of by the party for our three patients. Under his careful care, we drank fresh and delicious fish soup, but when we went fishing again, the old monitor fainted. Before he died, he still didn't forget the task entrusted to him by the party. From this passage, I saw the noble character of the old monitor who sacrificed himself for others.
The old monitor chewed fishbones and grass roots for us, gave us all the food, left the pain of hunger to himself, and even gave up the last glimmer of hope, giving us a chance to live, not himself. Other times he didn't say anything, but before he died, it was time to die! Doesn't this reflect the old monitor's self-sacrifice character? Look again: Liang Xiao, don't waste anything. The old monitor said it was a waste of food to feed him! In order to know that the old monitor doesn't want us to walk out of the grass because of lack of food.
Who does not know the pain of hunger. The old monitor hasn't eaten for several days, and he refused to eat fish soup when he died, saying, "You must come out of the grass! When you meet the instructor, tell him that I didn't complete the task assigned to me by the party and didn't take good care of you.
Look, you've all lost weight ... "Did you really fail to finish the task? Don't! The old monitor did it with his life. He doesn't sleep all day. Why? Are you intoxicated in the grass filled with night? Don't! He fished for us all night, and the old monitor's eyes were broken. It's getting dark, and he has to touch wild vegetables one by one.
Is he looking for food to fill his stomach? Don't! He is like this, so we can walk out of the grass. He eats grass roots and our leftover fishbones. He devoted himself wholeheartedly to the tasks assigned to him by the party, being a superior, a nanny and an orderly.
He hopes that we can get out of the grass and contribute to the revolution in the future. Everyone knows how painful the fishbone is, even a little bit will spit it out.
But the old monitor wants to chew up our leftover fishbone and swallow it into his stomach. When I read this, my eyes were all wet, and my eyes swirled and flowed out.
There are many heroes like the old squad leader, such as: Huang Jiguang blocked the enemy's muzzle with his chest; In order not to let the enemy find the team, Qiu was burned alive by a raging fire; For the sake of the revolution, to be a general of the East Sichuan detachment, Liu Bocheng refused to use anesthetic in an operation to remove his eyes and new polyps ... I believe that the fish fishing left by the old squad leader must still be in the Revolutionary Martyrs Memorial Hall now and will be respected by his children and grandchildren. How great is the noble character of the old monitor's self-sacrifice for others! We should learn from the noble character of the old monitor and not be selfish villains.
Now "embarrassed" has long since stepped down! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! .
This article imitates the theme of the golden fishhook. Because the composition is "Goldfish Book"] 1935, many comrades got gastrointestinal diseases and wrote the composition "Goldfish Book".
The instructor sent the cooking monitor to take care of us. The cooking squad leader is almost 40 years old. He is very close to everyone, and everyone calls him "the old monitor".
Along the way, the old monitor took us to stop and go. When we arrived at the campsite, he looked for wild vegetables everywhere. In less than half a month, two generations of highland barley noodles were ready.
One day, he washed our clothes by a pond and suddenly saw a fish jump out of the water. He took out a needle, burned it red and finished a hook.
That night, we drank fish soup. In the future, the old monitor will try to find a place with a pond to camp.
The next day, he can always bring us steaming fish soup and wild vegetables. We have never seen him eat any fish.
Once, I saw the old monitor sitting there with grass roots and fishbones. The old monitor saw me and said falteringly, "I, I have already eaten!" " "The old monitor turned around.
3. The story composition of spring imitates the story of spring in the second book of grade five.
As the saying goes, a year's plan lies in spring, and a day's plan lies in morning. Spring is like a beautiful girl. As long as she leaves, everything will revive, flowers will bloom, birds will sing and flowers will be fragrant, and everything will be full of vitality. In spring, she is not as hot as summer; Not as dead as autumn, there are dead branches and leaves everywhere; Not as cold as winter. The girl in spring is gentle, and the breeze blows like a small hand, which makes people feel a little cold. The scenery in spring is the most beautiful. The mountain in spring is emerald green, which looks like a huge emerald from a distance. The small trees that live on the mountain are flourishing. Walking into the dense jungle, you can also smell a fresh smell of earth, which makes people feel the breath of nature. The rain in spring is more beautiful. It falls on the grass, in the Woods and among the flowers. Infiltrate the soil gradually. "Sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently."
Let them take root and sprout, and add vitality to spring. After the rain, the sun came out and the air was fresher. There is a dazzling scenery on the grass, trees and the earth, which is really beautiful. Look, light green grass, green leaves ... so attractive green, I think only a painter can describe it. Perhaps because it was so beautiful, perhaps intoxicated, the swallows in the tree couldn't help singing a beautiful song "Whispering". At this time, the river also joined the music of "Wow, Wow ……" and hummed it, forming a beautiful and harmonious song. The breeze blows, and the grass gently shakes its small body as if dancing with them. Uncle also accompanied them with the sound of "rustling, rustling ...". Ah! You are the most touching in spring! You decorate the world with colorful green, and you give your green to everything in the world. You are the source of life and the beginning of hope.
"Where is spring? Where is spring? Spring is in the eyes of children, there are red flowers here and green grass here ... "
My father wrote a 300-word imitation gold fishhook, my father.
My father, thirty-four, is tall, with thin lips, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his high nose and short black hair. He looks cool. My father is very patient, not only loves his work, but also has a cheerful personality and never loses his temper with others.
Dad is a workaholic. He goes out early and comes back late all day. He is also an unshakable "anchor needle" at home-sitting in the computer room is not painting or watching the computer. Because he is a second-class computer engineer! There is only one day to rest-on Sunday, he has to go to the computer to find information for half a day.
Once, when I was doing my math homework, I was stumped by an asterisk. Thinking about it, I used two pieces of draft paper, but I still can't make it. I asked my father, and he understood at a glance. He took a piece of paper and drew a picture to tell me. He told me three times, but my mind is still blank. I thought my father was going to scold me and thought, "Oh, no"! Dad said, "Wenwen, I'll tell you again for dad." I am very happy. I understand this time. I have finished my homework in an orderly way. The next day, the teacher praised my question. I thought to myself, "This is all due to my father."
5. Write a composition with a golden hook. This is the original text.
1in the autumn of 935, the Red Fourth Front Army entered the grassland, and many comrades got gastrointestinal diseases. Two young comrades and I were too sick to keep up with the team. The instructor sent the cooking monitor to take care of us and let us walk behind.
The cooking monitor is almost forty years old. He is quite tall, slightly hunched, with a square face, high cheekbones, wrinkled face and gray temples. Because he is old in the company and close to everyone, everyone calls him "the old monitor".
Three sick people can't walk fast. They only walk twenty miles a day. Along the way, the old monitor took us to rest.
When he arrived at the campsite, he looked for wild vegetables everywhere and cooked them for us with highland barley noodles. In less than half a month, two bags of highland barley noodles were finished.
Hunger threatens us. The old monitor looks for wild vegetables everywhere and digs up roots, but how can he eat these things? The old monitor watched us lose weight day by day and didn't sleep a wink all night.
In fact, he is thinner than us these days! One day, he washed our clothes by a pond and suddenly saw a fish jump out of the water. He ran back in surprise, took out a sewing needle, burned it red and bent it into a fishhook.
That night, we drank fresh fish soup. Although there was no seasoning, we thought there was nothing better than this fish soup, so we picked up the bowl and ate it all.
Later, the old monitor tried to find a place with a pond to camp, settled us down and went out with a hook. The next day, he can always bring us steaming soup of fresh fish and wild vegetables.
Although we are still weakening day by day, it is much better than just eating grass-roots wild vegetables. But the old monitor himself, I have never seen him eat any fish.
Once, I couldn't help asking him, "Old monitor, why don't you eat fish?" He touched his mouth and said, "I have eaten." I'll eat together first, before you. "
I don't believe it. When he's finished packing and gone, follow him quietly. Take a closer look, ah! I can't help but froze.
He sat there with an enamel bowl, chewing a few grass roots and our leftover fishbone for a while, then frowning and swallowing hard. I felt as if there were 10,000 steel needles stuck in my throat. I shouted, "Old monitor, how did you …" The old monitor suddenly looked up and saw me staring at the enamel bowl in his hand, so he stammered, "I, I have already eaten.
It's a pity to see that the bowl is not clean ... ""No, I know everything. " I interrupted him.
The old monitor turned to look at the place where two young comrades slept, pulled me to his side and said softly, "Keep your voice down, Liang Xiao! We are party member. Now that you know it, don't tell anyone. " "But, you should also cherish yourself!" "It doesn't matter, I am still very strong."
He raised his head and looked at the grass filled with night. After a long time, he whispered, "The instructor gave you three to me. When he left, he said,' They are still young. Along the way, you are the superior, nanny and orderly. No matter how difficult it is, you should take them out of the grass.
Liang Xiao, look at this grass. It's endless. I estimate that it will take more than twenty days to go out.
It's not easy to get through these twenty days! Seeing that the body is getting weaker every day, as long as you can't eat, you may not get up. If something happens, how can I report to the party? Can I say,' Instructor, I left my comrades on the grass and I overcame the difficulties myself'? ""But you should always bring us some! " "No, it's too little." He shook his head gently, "trabecular, to be honest, it's not easy to get something to eat! Sometimes there is no fish after waiting in the middle of the night.
In order to get some bait, I can't find an earthworm after turning over the turf ... and my eyes are broken. I have to touch one tree after another to find wild vegetables when it gets dark ... "I couldn't help it anymore and said," Old monitor, I'll help you find it together in the future. I can see it. " "No, don't we have good jobs? Besides, your illness is not serious, and you won't be able to support yourself without a good rest. "
I still insist on my opinion. The old monitor suddenly said sternly, "Comrade Liang Xiao, members of * * * must obey the distribution of the Party.
Your task is to keep going, calm the mood of two young comrades-in-arms and enhance their confidence! "Looking at his very gloomy face, I couldn't say a word, but I jumped into his arms and cried. The next day, the old monitor brought little fish soup. There is only half a catfish in each enamel bowl with a little wild vegetables floating on it.
He smiled and said, "Eat, it's just a little less. Alas! A big fish took the bait and ran away! " I picked up the enamel bowl and felt it weighed a thousand pounds, so I couldn't reach my mouth.
Two young comrades don't know why, but they just don't send bowls to their mouths. Seeing this situation, the old monitor restrained his smile and twisted his brow into a knot.
He said, "What's the matter? Can't I eat? If we don't eat, we can't walk out of the grass. Comrades, for the revolution, you must eat it.
Liang Xiao, don't be too fragile! "This last sentence is harsh, meaning only I know. I put the bowl to my mouth and my tears fell into the steaming fish soup.
I turned my back quietly, wiped my eyes and gulped down the fish soup. The old monitor watched us finish eating, the wrinkles on his face spread out and a smile appeared on his mouth.
But my heart seems to be filled with lead, which is extremely heavy. Day after day, we are getting closer and closer to the edge of the grass, but our illness is getting worse and worse.
I can hardly walk. Those two little comrades don't even have the strength to stand up straight. Although the old monitor is skinny, his eyes are deep and he has been encouraging us with full emotions.
So we helped for a while, helped for a while, and finally came to the edge of the grass. In the distance, overlapping peaks are clearly visible.
This morning, the old monitor said happily, "Comrades, let's stop here, have something to eat, cheer up and walk out of the grass in one breath." Then he picked up the hook and walked to the pond.
We are in a particularly good spirit, looking for wild vegetables and collecting hay everywhere, as if it were a holiday. But after a long time, the old monitor hasn't come back.
We searched everywhere and finally found him by a pond. He is in a coma. We all panicked.
There have been many such examples when crossing the snow-capped mountains. The soldiers showed amazing perseverance.
Please give me an article about the golden hook. I often listen to my father tell stories about the Red Army.
Recently, I read the article "Golden Hook" and was very moved. This article describes an event after 1935 when Hongsi entered the vast grassland in autumn.
An old monitor in his forties dragged three left-behind patients forward with difficulty. Later, the highland barley was eaten and beaten, and the old monitor was fished by the sick man. He didn't even drink a mouthful of fish soup, and finally died in the grass.
The old monitor left the hope of life to others and the death to himself. He left us not only a fishhook, but also a noble character of sacrificing oneself for others.
I was deeply moved when I read that the old monitor didn't eat fish, didn't drink fish soup, and only ate the fishbone left by the sick man. I really want the old monitor to live and enjoy our life today. We should learn from the old monitor, his lofty spirit of self-sacrifice and his loyalty to the cause of * *.
I must take my own practical actions: fight for the cause of * * *! Ah! Golden fishhook, in today's China's reform and opening up, your spirit will be even more dazzling. After reading the article "Golden Hook", what I admire most is "the spirit of the old monitor giving up for others."
The Golden Hook tells a touching story of crossing the grass on the way to the Long March. Many soldiers were ill when the Red Army entered the grassland, so the instructor asked the old monitor to take care of three little soldiers along the way.
In order to get the soldiers out of the grass, the old monitor made soup for them to fish. In order to get the bait, he didn't know how many sites he had turned over. In the evening, the old monitor had to find wild vegetables tree by tree and cook them for the soldiers. But the monitor ate some grass roots and fishbones left by the soldiers, chewed them for a while, and then frowned and swallowed them hard.
When I read this, my throat felt like it was stuck by a fishbone, which made me feel terrible. How to eat grass roots and fish bones? However, in order to complete the tasks assigned by the Party and the health of his comrades-in-arms, the old squad leader would rather eat grass roots and fishbones that are difficult to swallow.
What a great and respectable old monitor! His spirit of selfless dedication and self-sacrifice is worth learning! Old monitor, the article says you are dead, but I think you are still alive. Your spirit and your image will live in people's hearts forever.
And in today's society, people like you emerge one after another. When the ruthless earthquake destroyed our city, our PLA soldiers ignored their own safety, helped the victims out of danger and helped us build our homes; When the sudden snowstorm hit our lush south, it was still the PLA soldiers who marched forward bravely ... Look, you are everywhere, with the spirit of your old squad leader and the same actions as you.
Look, our red scarf is also moving! We launched a "hand in hand" activity. We donate books to poor children and take the initiative to donate money to people in disaster areas. We also started a "help" activity. We believe that as long as we all help each other a little and think more about others when things are not going well, no matter how difficult it is, we will overcome it.
Old monitor, please rest assured that our new generation of young pioneers will not forget the entrustment of revolutionary martyrs, and we will certainly carry forward your spirit. What moved me most was: "Look carefully, ah! I can't help but froze. He sat there, holding an enamel bowl, chewing some grass roots and our leftover fishbones.
After chewing for a while, I frowned and swallowed hard. "As soon as I read this, I burst into tears. The old monitor is so strong.
How difficult and painful it is to eat grass roots and fishbones, but the old monitor never eats fish. How loyal the old monitor is to the cause of the party. In such difficulties and hardships, he always thought of the tasks entrusted to him by the party and took care of the three patients wholeheartedly.
I don't want to eat a bite of fish. Think about me again. I eat good food all day, which is 100 times better than what they eat. I'm still not satisfied.
For your own enjoyment, regardless of others. Today's happy life was bought by the Red Army with their blood. Can I eat and dress well without them? Compared with the old monitor, I am so small.
I must learn from the old squad leader in the future, care for others, love others, not afraid of difficulties and setbacks, and go forward bravely.
7. Golden Hook Abbreviation [Golden Hook Abbreviation]
Wang Zihao, Class 5 (2), Shazitang Tianhua School 1935 In autumn, the Red Army entered the grassland, and many comrades got gastrointestinal diseases. Two comrades and I couldn't keep up with the team. The instructor sent the old cooking monitor to take care of us. Because the whole company considers him old and close to everyone, everyone calls him the old monitor. We only walk more than twenty miles a day. Moreover, in less than half a month, two bags of highland barley noodles were finished. Hunger threatens us. The old monitor looked for wild vegetables everywhere and dug up roots, but how could he eat these? One day, the old monitor saw a fish jump out of the water by the pond and was inspired to bend the sewing needle into a fishhook. The composition of the sixth grade in primary school is "A Brief Composition of Goldfish Book". Since then, we have had fresh fish soup. However, I have never seen him eat any. Once again, I quietly observed the old monitor. I was surprised to see that he was eating some grass and fishbones. The old monitor saw me and told me not to tell anyone. But I still advised him to eat. Looking at his grim face, I threw myself into his arms and cried. Finally, one day, the old monitor couldn't support it. When we rescued him, he also said that he wouldn't drink anything, and that he wanted us to drink and walk out of the grass after drinking. Suddenly, his hand fell down. Afterwards, I decided to send this golden fishhook, this golden fishhook, to the Revolutionary Martyrs Memorial Hall and keep it forever. The abbreviation of "Golden Hook" is 400 words.
8. Abbreviation of "Golden Hook" composition 450 words [abbreviation of "Golden Hook" composition 450 words]1In the autumn of 935, the Red Fourth Front Army entered the grassland, and my two little comrades-in-arms and I were very ill and couldn't catch up with the team. The instructor sent the old monitor to take care of us and abbreviated the 450-word composition of "Golden Hook".
The old monitor watched us lose weight day by day and didn't sleep a wink all night. By chance, he found a fish in the pond, so he made a hook with a sewing needle and fished for us.
From now on, we can drink delicious fish soup every day, but I have never seen the old monitor eat more fish alone. One day, I found the old monitor eating our leftover fishbone again. I was very sad. The old monitor said to me: The instructor told him to take the three of us out of the grassland. He is our superior, nanny and orderly along the way. He failed to live up to the instructor's entrustment and asked me to keep his secret.
In this way, day after day, gradually close to the edge of the grass, although the old monitor is skin and bones, eye socket deep, but he has been encouraging us with full emotions.
The old monitor fainted while fishing for us again this morning. Before he died, he told us to get out of the grass and said that he felt very guilty for not completing the task assigned by the party.
I cherish this fishhook and want to send it to the Revolutionary Martyrs Memorial Hall after the victory of the revolution for future generations to pay tribute to.
Day 1: Wang Xi
9. "Golden Hook" abbreviation composition 200 words [Golden Hook abbreviation composition 200 words]1In the autumn of 935, the Red Army entered the grassland from all directions, and I was taken care of by the old squad leader. "Golden Hook" abbreviation composition 200 words. But it hasn't been half a month. When the old monitor was in a hurry, I didn't see the old monitor eat fish, but he said he did. One day after dinner, I saw the old monitor eating grass roots with fishbones. The old monitor said fishing was not easy, and he wouldn't let me tell anyone. He also told me a lot. The composition "Golden Hook" in the fifth grade of primary school is abbreviated to 200 words. It's finally time to cross this grassland, but our health is getting worse and worse. One day, the old monitor went fishing. Why? He's dying. The old monitor cares about our health and encourages us to go out. We cried for a long time, and I thought, when the war is won, I will send the hook to the Revolutionary Martyrs Memorial Hall for everyone to pay their respects. Fifth grade: too presumptuous.