1 Composition: The story I have to tell about traditional culture
New Year’s Eve
New Year’s Eve, so lively! People were very busy, posting couplets and hanging New Year pictures; the crackling sound of firecrackers was like frying sesame seeds in a pot; the crackling sound of fireworks was like a grand celebration held at Tiananmen Square in Beijing. , passed through the streets and alleys, passed through the high-rise buildings, illuminating the dark night like day. On New Year's Eve in my hometown, there was a joyous scene everywhere.
Night is falling! After waiting for a long time, my sister and I happily took out the "Kaleidoscope". I excitedly took the fireworks and lighter and prepared to implement my first plan for New Year's Eve - to set off fireworks. The first shot we fired was "a roar rising into the sky". With a loud noise, the sky suddenly became like daylight. It was so spectacular! Next is the "Tiannu Scattering Flowers". As the name suggests, it must be a very beautiful scene. You see, as expected, the fairies scattered a basket of flowers from the sky to the world without mercy. Those flowers are floating in the air, so beautiful! In an instant, the sky became a colorful world. My sister and I were dancing with joy. Later, we released "Parachute", "Seven Fairies", "A Hundred Flowers"...
My second plan for New Year's Eve, without a doubt, is to watch the Spring Festival Gala. Our family sat in front of the TV, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the Spring Festival Gala. While he was happy, his father's face suddenly darkened. I thought: What’s wrong with Dad? Not allowing me to think too much, my father started talking: "These days are really days in heaven!" Dad suddenly said such a sentence. I was puzzled and asked hurriedly, "Dad, what is heaven?" "Dad turned down the volume of the TV and said to us: "Children, you don't understand! We ordinary people were miserable in the past!"
"You see today. The food on the New Year's Eve dinner table is so rich. In the past, I wouldn't have dared to think about it!" Dad lit up a cigarette, took a puff, and said sincerely, "I often heard your grandfather say, In his day, people were satisfied with having meat to eat during the Chinese New Year, and many people were envious of it: Before the Spring Festival that year, your grandfather picked up a load of old books and sold them the following week. I bought a knife of meat with the money I got from selling the books. When I got home, I wanted to eat meat, so I looked at the hanging pork. One day, your grandfather was using the wooden ladder. When I climbed up, I saw that there was only one piece of skin left - all the meat had been eaten by rats! What a pity that people were reluctant to eat it, but it became a delicious meal for rats!" As he said this, Dad stood up and used He gestured with his hands and said to us: "You kids have simply fallen into a honey pot now. You have nothing to eat. When you go out to celebrate the New Year, the dining table is 'three floors'! Especially in recent years, with the reform and opening up, , farmers have embarked on the road to wealth, their living standards have improved, and even swan meat can be eaten. You must cherish your happy life today! ”
Yes, work now! People's living standards have indeed improved a lot. All of this depends on the Party’s policies to enrich the people and the Party’s leadership!
This year’s New Year’s Eve, we posted couplets, hung New Year pictures, set off fireworks, and watched TV. Although it was a little busy, it was rich and colorful, and I learned a lot while busy. The most unforgettable thing for me was "listening to memories". My father's words made me understand a lot about the past...
2. A 500-word essay on the stories my father and I had to tell
I am quite naughty at home, and I will come up with a naughty idea as soon as I roll my eyes.
No, I just had lunch today. I found the leather shoes that my father had changed into when he came in, blocking the door. As soon as I put them away, a thought flashed in my mind: I like my father’s shoes. Put it on the bottom layer of the shoe rack, and there is a pair of his old leather shoes and a new pair of shoes on the shoe rack, and the colors are similar. Why don’t I... just do what I say, and I put one of my dad’s shoes on the rack. A new shoe and an old shoe are placed together on the bottom of the shoe rack, while another old leather shoe and a new leather shoe are placed in a shoe box on the upper shoe rack.
After finishing this, I happily went back to my room to take a nap. When I woke up, I suddenly heard a "dong-dong" knock on the door. I hurriedly opened the door, and sure enough, my father was back. Looking down, I saw that my father was indeed wearing an old leather shoe and a new leather shoe. I suppressed my laughter and asked my father: "Dad, didn't you go to work? Why are you back again?" My father blushed and said hurriedly: "I didn't pay attention, I wore the wrong leather shoes." My mother was also surprised when she heard us talking. Come out of the house. At this time, I couldn't help it anymore, pointed to the leather shoes on my father's feet, and laughed. Mom looked down and laughed too. Dad seemed to understand something, pretended to be angry, and raised his hand. I quickly pretended to be scared and found two other shoes from the shoe box to help Dad put on them. Dad put down his raised palm, tapped my forehead with one finger, and said, "Be careful! If you dare to frame Dad next time, huh!" After that, he happily went out to work.
Look, this is me and my father!
Three Stories My Mother and I Have to Tell Composition for the Third Grade of Junior High School
Stories My Mother and I Have to Tell
Me and We have known my mother for a long time, 28 years together. When she was pregnant with me, her pregnancy symptoms were so strong that she could hardly eat anything. Besides, there was not much nutritious food to eat during the next few months. I was born thin and small. Grandma looked at it and said, "This child can't be fed." Who knew that not only did I survive, but I also lived better than many people.
When I was a child, I didn’t drink milk. I would vomit when I ate, and even the discharge would come out of my nostrils. The adults at home were so frightened that they hugged me and ran to the hospital. Because I didn’t drink milk and lacked nutrition, my physical condition as a child was so bad. It’s very bad. I often go to the hospital for injections. I remember to always take penicillin. I take the injections for a week. If I can’t feel better at home, I go for another injection for a week. The doctors who give injections at the hospital all know me. If I don’t cry during the injections, they will give me a pill box. Or medicine bottles as rewards. Later, my family used the leather pads under the medicine bottle caps I brought back to make two washboards. There were no calcium tablets when I was a child. I was very calcium deficient and my teeth were not growing well. When I was in school, , the classmate said: "Look at those teeth of yours, they look like corn cobs that haven't grown yet." At that time, no one had a house, and most of them lived in the tube building of the work unit. My father works in Xinhua District, and my mother works in Qiaodong District (the district is not as detailed as it is now. Yuhua District and Chang'an District are Qiaodong and Qiaoxi.) Our family lives in my mother's office, haha. We work during the day and sleep at our desks at night. Later, my father's work unit divided the house into a two-bedroom house for two families, one for each family. Later, both rooms belonged to my family. It was inconvenient for my mother to always travel to the east and west of Qiaodong to take care of me. In order to take care of me, she took the initiative to transfer from a unit in Qiaodong that was very promising for her to another unit close to home. She gave up her life for me. I started doing a job that was not professionally relevant to my beloved career.
From kindergarten, preschool, elementary school, junior high school, high school, and university, I walked like a child holding the hem of my mother's clothes. I walked wherever she took her. It seems that my future path has been planned for me by my mother since I was born. I didn’t like studying. I barely made it to the 18th key class after taking the high school entrance exam in my third year of junior high school. Three years later, I failed the college entrance examination. My mother said I would take cram school for a year, so I took cram school for a year. I still couldn’t take the exam again, so my mother sent me to a bachelor’s school in Beijing. A systematic school, with three years of graduation and a college diploma. When I returned from graduation, I faced employment problems. In 2001, the employment problem for fresh graduates was already quite serious. It was difficult to find a job. The system where my mother worked also stipulated that all fresh graduates were not allowed to enter public institutions. This did not trouble my mother. She first got me to work in a company in this system, and a year later she transferred me to the public institution where I am now. It's easy for me to say, but who knows how much effort she put into it behind the scenes! I am not an ambitious person, nor do I have any ideals. I don’t think there is anything wrong with this puppet-like life. I am satisfied with my work and I am at peace with the status quo.
One thing was the only time in so many years that I went against my mother’s wishes. What made me, a puppet in my mother’s hands, turn into an unyielding warrior? I think everyone can guess that it is love. Maybe only love can compete with the great maternal love. In 2002, I met my current LP, and it was love at first sight. The first time I saw her, I was attracted to her. Yes, after a lot of effort, I finally became her BF. Falling in love is sweet. At that time, I was still working in a company, working four shifts and three, and had to work the night shift. In the past, after I got off the night shift, I would just take a shower and sleep when I got home. By the next morning, since I got together with her, I started dating after the night shift, and took the last 601 home at night. I had memorized the arrival times of the last few 601s. It was hard to separate. Every time I have to run to catch 601. (It seems a bit off topic, haha.) Later, just like the plot in the TV series, I happily introduced her to my parents, but my mother strongly opposed it. The reason was very simple and very real - the door was wrong, the household was wrong. . Film and television are really inseparable from life. What I thought I could only see on the screen happened to me. During that time, the atmosphere at home was so depressing that I could hardly breathe. There were loud noises and silences. I struggled hard, stayed up all night, and cried with my GF.
As a few months passed, I habitually compromised. After breaking up with my GF, I was very depressed. After work, I would have a feast with a group of my buddies who had grown up together, changing glasses of wine, going to various karaoke bars, singing and singing every night, and not returning home at night. A few months have passed, but beer, liquor, and foreign wine have not numbed my heart. I still can't live without the person I love, and we secretly got together again. Soon the mother found out, and she was shocked. How could the child who was so obedient in her eyes become like this?
Love supported me step by step. I said to my mother: "Mom, I know you are doing it for my own good and to make my life easier in the future. However, if you live with someone you don't love, no matter how superior your material life is, it will What's the point? I've always listened to you since I was a child. This time you let me make my own choice, just this time!" Finally, my mother agreed. Although there was so much helplessness, she still helped me. ’s marriage...
On the day of the wedding, LP and I stood side by side on the stage. When the emcee talked about the hard work of his parents for more than 20 years in raising him, the keyboard player played the familiar song "Only Mother is Good in the World" , the note *** shook my nerves, and my tears couldn't stop pouring out. I cried in front of hundreds of people in the audience. The audience was completely silent. Several elderly uncles also started crying. Yes, there are only a few people in the world. Hello, mother, a mother's child is like a treasure... I moved everyone present in one minute. I hope that when everyone talks about this sentence in the future, they will understand it and touch their hearts.
On Mother’s Day last year, I gave my mother a bouquet of carnations and cooked her a meal with LP. This year's Mother's Day is coming again, and my wife and I are discussing this. In fact, for older people, plain things are the real thing. If you have a meal with her and chat about work and life, she will be very happy. No matter how much money you spend, she may not be happy. After we got married, my wife and I went back and forth with my mother and her mother every weekend. Although we lost many opportunities to get together with friends and classmates, I felt that this was what I should do. My mother will retire next year, and I will definitely spend more time with her.
My parents named me with the character for Peng, hoping that one day I could spread my wings and fly high like the Dapeng, but I would rather be a crow that feeds back! Finally, I wish all mothers in the world a happy Mother's Day and good health and long life.
Four, 900-word essay for the first year of high school: The story I have to tell about maternal love
My mother and I have known each other for a long time, and we have been together for 28 years. When my mother was pregnant with me, The pregnancy reaction was so strong that I could hardly eat anything. Besides, there was nothing nutritious to eat during the next few months. I was born thin and small. My grandma looked at me and said, "I can't feed this child." Who knew that not only would I survive? , and live better than many people.
When I was a child, I didn’t drink milk. I would vomit when I ate, and even the discharge would come out of my nostrils. The adults at home were so frightened that they hugged me and ran to the hospital. Because I didn’t drink milk and lacked nutrition, my physical condition as a child was so bad. It’s very bad. I often go to the hospital for injections. I remember to always take penicillin. I take the injections for a week. If I can’t feel better at home, I go for another injection for a week. The doctors who give injections at the hospital all know me. If I don’t cry during the injections, they will give me a pill box. Or medicine bottles as rewards. Later, my family used the leather pads under the medicine bottle caps I brought back to make two washboards. There were no calcium tablets when I was a child. I was very calcium deficient and my teeth were not growing well. When I was in school, , the classmate said: "Look at your teeth, they look like corn cobs that haven't grown yet." At that time, no one had a house, and most of them lived in the tube building of the work unit. My father works in Xinhua District, and my mother works in Qiaodong District (the district is not as divided as it is now. Yuhua District and Chang'an District are Qiaodong and Qiaoxi.) Our family lives in my mother's office, haha. We work during the day and sleep at our desks at night. Later, my father’s work unit divided the house into a two-bedroom house for two families, one for each family. Later, both rooms belonged to my family. It was inconvenient for my mother to always travel to the east and west of Qiaodong to take care of me. In order to take care of me, she took the initiative to transfer from a unit in Qiaodong that was very promising for her to another unit close to home. She gave up her life for me. I started doing a job that was not professionally related to my beloved career.
From kindergarten, preschool, elementary school, junior high school, high school, and university, I walked like a child holding the hem of my mother's clothes. I walked wherever she took her. It seems that my future path has been planned for me by my mother since I was born. I didn’t like studying. I barely made it to the 18th key class after taking the high school entrance exam in my third year of junior high school. Three years later, I failed the college entrance examination. My mother said I would take cram school for a year, so I took cram school for a year. I still couldn’t take the exam again, so my mother sent me to a bachelor’s school in Beijing. A systematic school, with a college diploma after three years of graduation. When I returned from graduation, I faced employment problems. In 2001, the employment problem for fresh graduates was already quite serious. It was difficult to find a job. The system where my mother worked also stipulated that all fresh graduates were not allowed to enter public institutions. This did not trouble my mother. She first got me to work in a company in this system, and a year later she transferred me to the public institution where I am now. It's easy for me to say, but who knows how much effort she has put in behind the scenes! I am not an ambitious person, nor do I have any ideals. I don't think there is anything wrong with this puppet-like life. I am satisfied with my work. Peace and status quo.
An 800-word essay on five stories my parents and I had to tell
I am turning 15 this year. Over the years, my parents have accompanied me through 15 years. There are ups and downs. From a newborn child with a big butt to a third-grade middle school student now, they have given me careful care and concern, as well as countless touches. Over the years, what I recall most is the days when I was a child. At that time, I was carefree and didn't know what responsibility was. I only knew that I would eat when I was hungry and sleep when I was sleepy. But I was very obedient at that time.
Our family conditions were generally not very prosperous at that time, and my parents were still young at that time.
I remember one time my uncle stole a bunch of bananas from our landlord. At that time, our landlord had a banana field, and my uncle took me there. When I got home, my mother told me not to tell anyone else, and I nodded. , indicating that I agreed. One day the landlord came to my house to play and gave me some candies, so I told the landlord, "Uncle, I went to your house to steal bananas." I didn't speak very clearly at the time, and the landlord didn't hear clearly, so I asked Me, what did you say? I said again, "Uncle, uncle went to your house to steal bananas." ah? The landlord still didn't hear clearly, so when my mother saw this situation, she immediately took me away.
I still remember one time when my uncle was reading the newspaper, my mother deliberately played a trick and asked me to fill a bottle of water and pour it into my uncle's shoes. I was really obedient and took a bottle of water to my uncle. He also praised me for being well-behaved and thought I gave him something to drink. Unexpectedly, I suddenly fell into his shoes. My mother kept laughing next to me. At that time, many people tried to tease me because I was someone at that time. Listen to everything.
I loved eating fish when I was a child, but I couldn’t eat fish. Every time I ate fish, I had to pick out the spines one by one, and my dad helped me pick them out every time. Yes, once I ate fish and accidentally got it stuck in my throat, and it was very serious. The doctor asked my dad to buy a bottle of vinegar to drink. It might work. Unexpectedly, my dad bought the wrong one and bought vinegar essence. My whole body felt dull and I didn’t even want to say anything. My dad immediately took me to the hospital on his motorcycle, and I was given injections for a day before I recovered. From that time on, I couldn’t even eat fish.
I think our mother often gives us a warm feeling. She grew up with us and had many interesting things. The feeling dad gives us is often great, as if he is holding up even if the sky falls. Mom and dad gave us the joy of being the same age, the two pillars that supported us as we grew up, and the loving father and mother who taught us when we made mistakes.
Composition on the Story of Six Me and Poetry
The Chanyu of the Xiongnu sent envoys to seek peace again and again, but when the envoys of the Han Dynasty went to pay a return visit to the Xiongnu, some of them were They withheld. The Han Dynasty also detained some Xiongnu envoys.
In 100 BC, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was about to send troops to attack the Xiongnu. The Xiongnu sent envoys to sue for peace and released all the envoys from the Han Dynasty. In order to reply to the Xiongnu's goodwill expression, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty sent Zhonglang General Su Wu with a banner, his deputy Zhang Sheng and his attaché Chang Hui on an envoy to the Xiongnu.
Su Wu arrived at the Huns and sent back the detained envoys with gifts. Su Wu was waiting for Shan Yu to write a reply asking him to go back. Unexpectedly, at this moment, something unfortunate happened.
Before Su Wu arrived at the Xiongnu, there was a Han named Wei Lu who surrendered to the Xiongnu after he was sent as an envoy to the Xiongnu. The Chan Yu placed special emphasis on him and made him king.
Wei Lu had a subordinate named Yu Chang who was very dissatisfied with Wei Lu. He and Su Wu's deputy Zhang Sheng turned out to be friends, so he secretly discussed with Zhang Sheng to kill Wei Lu, kidnap Shan Yu's mother, and escape back to the Central Plains.
Zhang Sheng expressed sympathy, but he did not expect that Yu Chang's plan failed and he was caught by the Huns instead. Chanyu was furious and asked Wei Lu to interrogate Yu Chang and also find out his accomplices.
Su Wu originally didn’t know about this. At this time, Zhang Sheng was afraid of being implicated, so he told Su Wu.
Su Wu said: "The matter has reached this point, and I will definitely be implicated. If I die after being interrogated, wouldn't it be more embarrassing to the court?" After that, he pulled out his knife and wanted to commit suicide. Zhang Sheng and his attendant Chang Hui were quick to take the knife from his hand and persuaded him to stop.
Yu Chang was subjected to all kinds of punishments, but he only admitted that he was friends with Zhang Sheng and had spoken to him, but he refused to admit being an accomplice with him even to the death.
Wei Lu reported to Shanyu. The Chanyu was furious and wanted to kill Su Wu, but was dissuaded by the ministers. The Chanyu also asked Wei Lu to force Su Wu to surrender.
As soon as Su Wu heard Wei Lu asking him to surrender, he said: "I am the envoy of the Han Dynasty. If I violate my mission and lose my integrity, how can I live in public?" He drew his sword again. Come and wipe it towards your neck.
7. Request for an essay "The story that books and I have to tell"
I am a bookworm. Although I cannot be called a book lover or a bookworm, I really regard books as treasures. Books are really good things. I know all the "food" in my bookcase: "Harry Potter", "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty", "The Tibetan Code", "One Hundred Years of Solitude"... ··
"It's Wednesday, and I have to go to school tomorrow morning. I'll watch it for half an hour before going to bed!" I crossed my legs and leaned on the bed carelessly to read "The Tibetan Code". I was fascinated by the movie and followed the protagonist into the mysterious no man's land. "Xiaocai, do you want to go to school tomorrow?!" Suddenly, my mother yelled and almost pulled me off the bed. Oh my God, did you install a camera on me that I never want to discover in my life? I'm so quiet, how do you still know that I'm not sleeping? "Okay, okay, go to sleep now." I responded duplicitously, not to mention how itchy my heart was. How could I sleep at this critical moment?
In this way, the seeds of "Operation Stealing" quietly sprouted in my heart.
"Hidden Secrets" fascinates me so much. As I watch it, I feel obsessed with it. My fingers are cold and the soles of my feet are itchy from time to time. It's thrilling... Also, I have to beware of my mother's piercing eyes and... Tathagata’s divine calculation, isn’t it the “thrilling icing on the cake”? "Hidden Secrets" really has many unsolvable secrets, which deeply attracted me, but the tragic scene after being discovered by my mother still flashed through my mind from time to time. As for the protagonist, when he found that I was absent-minded and not fighting side by side with him, he thought I was unloyal, so he flew up with his thick kick and kicked out the roaring mother in my mind with a "bang". Now, there is nothing to worry about, just like this, following the protagonist's thrilling journey, I feel hot and cold, crying and laughing at the same time...
My heart is in the book Float in the sky and swim in the ocean of books. The hand holding the book was shaking slightly. I wonder if it was because of fatigue or excitement? Looking at it, looking at it, I always feel like I am holding a lot of gold of wisdom... So much "gold"... "Whoosh", a gust of wind blows, and in my mind the tragic scene of my mother's angry eyes The scene finally became a reality. I hurriedly threw the "gold" on the bedside and fell asleep at 11:00 pm...
Essay 8 The story I have to tell about Shanghai and Shanghai< /p>
The British writer Shakespeare once said: "Books are the nutrition of the world." Whoever reads more and reads well will be the owner of spiritual wealth. Because of this, I became a close friend with it and had many stories with it that I have to tell.
Reading
I remember one weekend, I finished my homework early. I thought I could have a happy weekend and read books, but my mother said: "Do more extracurricular questions. The benefits are much greater than reading these idle books. "Although I was very reluctant, I didn't dare to disobey my mother's "imperial order", so I had to put down the book. When I was doing the questions, I was absent-minded and had wonderful storylines in my mind. It was so boring to do the questions. I said: "Mom, I need to go to the toilet." Mom looked helpless, "Go back quickly!" I grabbed a storybook and slipped into the toilet. The plot of the story is so intertwined that I couldn't put it down. "Are you okay? Hurry up!" Mom's urging voice came from outside the door. "That's good!" I hid the book in my clothes and walked out. What a near miss!
Collection of books
Normally, my mother doesn’t let me read idle books, but “there are policies from above and countermeasures from below.” I have a trick to deal with my mother. After school that day, I hurried home. Before my mother came back, I picked up the extracurricular books and feasted my eyes on them. Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door. It must have been my mother coming back. I quickly put the extracurricular book into the Chinese book, turned back a few pages, and read the text. My mother came in, saw me reading the text, and walked out without saying anything. I read the extracurricular books with relish again. yeah! My tactics are so flawless!
This is an interesting and necessary story between me and the book.
Have you ever experienced anything like this?