"Curved arch bridge with rainbow boats crossing the river, solid piers standing in the middle of the river, endless rivers under the bridge and endless pedestrians on the bridge ..."
Night, surprisingly quiet. I read under the lamp. Every word and sentence in this book fascinates me, fascinates me and makes my heart boil because of these wonderful words. ...
The author wrote in the article: "I praise the simplicity of the bridge." Yes, because no matter where it is placed, it always undertakes its obligations silently there. As for me, as long as I am unhappy, I throw things on the glass, so my parents love me very much and treat me as the apple of my eye and will not wronged me. Think about that bridge again. No matter how bitter and tired it is, it never complains, but silently endures all this.
The author also said in the article: "I praise the efforts and selflessness of the bridge." Yes, because it has earnestly fulfilled its due responsibilities, no matter whether it is spring, summer, autumn and winter, no matter whether it is cold or hot, no matter whether it is rainy or rainy, it always stands there firmly, but never asks for anything from others. Looking back at myself, my parents asked me to do something, and I also made a condition with my parents to ask for some tips and so on. Parents are always worried rather than understanding their parents' feelings.
The author once again praised in the article: "I praise the bridge, but I praise our beloved teacher even more." What a pure, simple and noble sentence this is. Only from this sentence, I seem to see the heart of respecting teachers and listening to the words of concern! Yes, teachers are a group of hard-working gardeners, cultivating flowers. The teacher is as simple as a bridge, as hard as a bridge, and dedicated to us! How many days and nights, the teacher always corrects homework under the lamp, a comment on writing, a red line, all entrusted with the teacher's true feelings for us! Teachers are as selfless as bridges. They light us up like red candles, preferring to burn themselves out. They are like hardworking silkworms, who would rather spit out their own silk for the future of the motherland. But they are still like a bridge, without a complaint, doing everything for us, so that we can become successors in the new century with their expectations!
Closing the book "The Complete Works of Composition" in my hand, I immediately fell into deep thought. I've thought a lot. Even the bridge can be so selfless and so great. Why can't we? As long as people live in this world, they should live a valuable life, serve the people and always think of others. Only those who live in this world are valuable and worthy of respect from future generations. A great man once said, "A person's death is either heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather". As long as I believe that "I was born useful", I will definitely have a place to serve the society.
I opened the window and looked at the stars all over the sky, thinking that it would be another sunny day tomorrow. A slight cool breeze blew, bringing me back to reality from my leisure time. With the cool breeze blowing, I felt sleepy, covered myself with a quilt and fell asleep soon. ...
2
After reading Wenqiao, I feel that justice is sometimes more important than life.
In a village, when people woke up in the morning, the flood had washed onto the road. People are afraid of losing their minds. There is no road for anything in this village at this time, only a narrow wooden bridge in the north. People stumbled like that wooden bridge. In front of the wooden bridge, stood the secretary of their party branch, an old man who is very popular in the whole village. He asked everyone to line up and asked party member to be at the back. He also said that anyone who wants to quit the party will sign up with him. Suddenly the old man pulled a young man out of the queue: "Are you still party member?" ? Send it to the back. "In the end, only the old and young people were flooded. After the incident, an old lady was helped to the grave to visit her husband and son.
It is conceivable that the old man is selfless, regardless of his children's affair. Don't panic when facing life and death. As a party member, he did his duty and responsibility as a party member, which was really worthwhile. This is worthy of our respect. I think it's thousands of times more noble than those party member who just talk and don't do it. I'm afraid there are only a handful of honest party member like him.
From this incident, I thought of a story. There was a policeman, but his son committed a crime. His son and wife begged him not to tell the police. However, the police disagreed, turned back to the police station, told the leader about it, and personally disposed of his son according to law.
I hope all party member can be loyal to their families.
three
When the rough waves beat against the reef, who told you to step on its body and cross the river? When the roaring river flows through the center of the river, who let you stand on its back and walk to the other side? Is it a ship? No, it's not. It's an ordinary bridge. On the bridge, it sticks to its post day and night, regardless of the cold winter and the heat. It is fulfilling its obligations. Because of its sacred mission, this bridge has experienced many spring, summer, autumn and winter over the years; Over the years, the bridge has experienced a lot of wind, frost, rain and snow, but it has never complained. The article "Bridge" has disturbed my heart for a long time.
Our respected teacher is also a bridge, an ideal bridge. When we crossed the bridge, the teachers became old day by day. Teacher, your care is like the day and the month, from time to eternity. You have been building a bridge to the other side of the ocean of knowledge for us all your life. Perhaps, compared with famous movie stars at home and abroad, you are not famous; Perhaps, compared with the president of a famous group, you are not rich. But your loyalty will never change. You have never left the three-foot platform and the position you love. You have cultivated many pillars of the motherland with your life, and you have written a glorious page with your life. Your soul will live in the world forever!
Both the teacher and the bridge are eternal myths in our hearts.
Comments:
This composition uses symbolism to think about teachers through the bridge between ordinary and ordinary. The teacher's concern for students is touching, and the quality of fame and fortune is admirable. He is as ordinary as this bridge. However, it is precisely because he is too ordinary that he contains his greatness.
The composition is fluent and full of momentum, which is very exciting to read!