A sincere and simple heart is a quality, a "beautiful" quality. There are many people around us who have a simple heart. They fill our world with simple yet “most beautiful” smiles. During the summer vacation, the peach tree at grandma’s house was covered with... The text of the article "A Simple Person" begins >>
A sincere and simple heart is a quality, a "beautiful" quality. There are many people with a simple heart around us. They fill our world with simple yet “most beautiful” smiles.
During the summer vacation, the peach tree at my grandma’s house was filled with big, red peaches. Although they were ordinary varieties, I tasted them a few times and they were still sweet to the bottom of my heart. Most of these peaches are for sale. Grandma had already installed it and went out on the street on the foot of a tricycle.
One night I went to buy peaches with my grandma. I looked at my grandma’s wrinkled face with a smile that gave people a simple feeling. After a while, many people came to buy peaches. . In order to let the guests know the taste of peaches, grandma also specially prepared a knife and toothpicks. When a guest needs it, he will cut a small piece of peach with a knife, insert a toothpick and hand it to the guest, letting them know that the sweetness of peaches is not just talk.
A customer kept praising the sweetness of the peaches after tasting it, and bought two large bags full of peaches. After the guest paid and left, grandma lowered her head and counted the coins in her hand, and murmured to herself: "What's wrong?" Then she counted it again, only to realize that the guest had too much money. Grandma immediately looked up and looked around, then turned around and told me to look at the stall and ran away. I was confused. I had no idea what happened or why grandma ran away. Another business came in while grandma was away, but with my "excellent" sales skills, the customer left empty-handed. It was only when my grandma came back and explained to me the ins and outs of the incident that I finally understood what had happened. I asked my grandma: "Isn't it a big loss to lose an opportunity to make money because of the extra money from the previous customer?" Grandma showed that simple smile again and said: "What we pay attention to in business is integrity." I was deeply moved. I think grandma’s smile is the “most beautiful”. Follow-up
Is it good to look at pictures? I need to write an 800-word essay in English with simplicity as the topic.
During the interview, Zhou Haiyang was interviewed. What the reporter did not expect was that after He turned 19 only two months ago. He is eloquent and eloquent. He has a lot of literary and historical knowledge that he has accumulated very deeply. However, he is very modest about this "best essay", saying that it is just the growth of his life. It was just "a wave" in the essay. "I didn't feel anything special at the time, but I believed it would be a perfect essay." Speaking of his essay, Zhou Haiyang, who has a crew cut and a simple look, looked very confident. . He does not think his article is "the best". He said that this article is based on the college entrance examination essay of a Sichuan candidate in 2005. That student is considered "super awesome". "I have never been to Huanghuagang" in " At the beginning of "Standing at the Gate of Huanghuagang Cemetery", Zhou Haiyang introduced the writing background of this poem in more than 170 words in classical Chinese: "Ninety-seven years later, it was the twelfth lunar month, and there was heavy snowfall, which lingered in Guangzhou, so To the Mausoleum of the Seventy-Two Martyrs in Huanghuagang. When we stopped at its gate, I felt all kinds of emotions and composed a poem." Such a narrative allows readers to be immersed in the scene, but what is surprising is that the author himself has not actually been to Guangzhou. Huanghuagang. A 600-word essay on a simple person
There is always one person in my impression that I will never forget.
She is a hard-working, dedicated person. A simple and life-loving aunt - cleaner
Many years have passed, but I still remember that day, I happily ate ice cream from the ice cream shop. I walked out, holding the ice cream paper I had just torn off.
I looked left and right, but I didn't find a trash can.
As I walked. As I was walking, I saw a garbage truck, and an aunt in yellow overalls was sweeping the floor.
I rushed forward and threw it away, but I didn't expect that the ice cream paper was against me. It landed in front of the aunt's feet.
At this time, the aunt was about to lift her feet and walk forward. I was suddenly at a loss and just watched the aunt walk forward.
"Ouch"! What no one expected to happen happened anyway.
The aunt slipped, but she was startled but held the garbage with her hand. The accident didn't happen because of the car.
However, the garbage was all over the floor, and it was because of me that the aunt almost fell down.
My heart skipped a beat. Shaking, I thought: Even though Auntie doesn’t know that I threw it, others may not know, so what can I do? Suddenly, a terrible thought came to my mind - "Run"! But Auntie looked like this! , which made me feel pity again.
But at this time, someone else was looking at me.
At this time, I saw her picking up the paper and holding it. The garbage on the ground was swept together and poured into the garbage truck.
She placed the broom, rubbed her legs, and pulled the car away.
I was stunned, standing motionless, and suddenly felt a huge sense of shame.
Although she pulled the car away, my heart was pulled away along with her.
... Please write some 800-word essays about family love in simple language
In 1989, a major earthquake occurred in Los Angeles, USA.
300,000 people were injured to varying degrees in less than 4 minutes. A young father settled his injured wife and rushed to the school where his 7-year-old son attended.
The beautiful three-story teaching building that used to be filled with the laughter and laughter of children has become a ruin.
He suddenly felt darkness in front of him and shouted: "Amanda, my son!" After kneeling on the ground and crying for a while, he suddenly remembered what he often said to his son: "No matter what happens, What, I will always be with you!" He stood up firmly and walked towards the ruins.
He knew that his son's classroom was in the back left corner of the first floor, so he walked there quickly.
While he was digging, parents with children kept coming in a hurry. When they saw the ruins, they cried bitterly and shouted: "My son!" "My daughter!" crying. After shouting, they left in despair.
Some people came up to hold the father and said, "It's too late, there is no hope."
The father looked straight at these kind people and asked : "Who is willing to help me?" No one gave him a positive answer, so he kept digging.
The fire captain stopped him and said, "It's too dangerous. A big explosion may happen at any time. Please leave!" The father asked, "Are you here to help me?" The policeman came over and said, "You are sad." , I can understand, but doing so is dangerous to yourself and others. Go home right away!" "Are you coming to help me?" People shook their heads and walked away, thinking that the father had lost his child. Insanity.
He dug for 8 hours, 12 hours, 24 hours, and 36 hours, and no one stopped him.
His face was covered with dust, his eyes were bloodshot, his body was in tatters, and there were bloodstains everywhere.
At the 38th hour, he suddenly heard a child's voice coming from below: "Dad, is that you?" It was his son's voice! The father shouted: Amanda! my son! "Dad, is it really you?" "It's me, dad!" my son! "I told my classmates not to be afraid. I said that as long as my father is alive, he will definitely come to save me, and he will be able to save everyone. Because you said, no matter what happens, you will always be with me!" ""How are you doing? How many children are alive? "We have 14 classmates here, all alive. We are all in the corner of the classroom. The roof collapsed and formed a big triangle. We were not hit."
"The father shouted loudly to the surroundings: "There are 14 children here, all alive, come quickly! "Several people passing by quickly came forward to help.
Fifty minutes later, a small and safe exit opened up.
The father said with a trembling voice: "Come out, Amanda. ! ""No! Dad, let the other students go out first! I know you will be with me and I am not afraid.
No matter what happens, I know you will always be with me.
"After this great pair of father and son went through a huge disaster, they hugged each other tightly with great happiness.
(This article was included in the second semester of the first year of junior high school. In the textbook.
) Composition of "Simplicity of the Soul"
Expand all Today I want to introduce to you an old man who sharpens scissors and cuts kitchen knives.
< p> He always sits on an old bench with a whetstone on it. An iron can is tied to one end of the bench. He is sharpening a kitchen knife with his big rough hands covered with calluses. A dark face full of wrinkles, a pair of slightly narrowed eyes that looked tired, and a very old hat covering his sparse white hair and weather-beaten face full of wrinkles.He is so simple, as simple as an old farmer who has been farming for decades.
I met this simple old man on a hot summer day when my parents went to work. < /p>
After reviewing my homework, I felt bored and drew aimlessly on the paper with a pen.
"Grind the scissors... cut the kitchen knife..." I heard a loud and slightly loud voice. The hoarse shouting reached my ears at this time.
Hey, knife sharpener? I suddenly remembered that my mother always complained that the kitchen knife was too dull every day. “I’m going to do something nice for my mom today.
"Thinking of this, I stood up, picked up the kitchen knife and walked out the door.
When I came to the door, I saw the old man sharpening the knife standing at the door. Outside, he looked around.
When he saw me walking over with a knife, he slowly put down the stool, took the kitchen knife in my hand, and began to sharpen it, adding water to the whetstone while sharpening it. .
At this time, the sun was blazing, and the sun was like a big furnace, scorching the earth.
I stood next to the old man sharpening the knife, watching him sharpen the knife, sweat dripping down my cheeks.
I looked at the old man. He was still sitting on the stool with his legs spread apart. He kept grinding his hands up and down. He was so serious and careful. After grinding a few times, he put his hand on the knife. Give it a try.
His movements are slow and smooth, and the old man doesn't care about things outside the world of sharpening knives.
At this time, I suddenly wondered whether the old man was still sharpening knives in the streets at such an old age, so I asked the old man: "Grandpa, why are you still sharpening knives at such an old age?" He looked up at me and said with a smile: "In order to live, I want to make more money.
Besides, I have this craft, can I also come out to do more things for people?" Oh, yes That's it.
While he was talking, he had already sharpened my kitchen knife, stood up slowly, and handed the kitchen knife to me.
"Two yuan and five dollars.
"The old man said the amount of money for sharpening the knife.
I quickly took out three yuan and handed it to him.
He also started to take out money, looking for five cents to give to me.
However, he looked around and almost rummaged through his pockets but could not find the five cents change.
I quickly understood what the old man meant.
I said: "Grandpa, no more, isn't it just five cents!" The old man was still very calm, muttering in his mouth: "I have to give you change, I have to give you change, how can you, a child, have any money?" Ah.
"The old man, covered in sweat, went to the nearby canteen to exchange the change and gave it to me.
I took the five cents handed over by the old man, looked at the old man’s simple expression, and felt admiration.
The sun has set, and the old man has begun to pack his things and go home.
Under the gentle sunset in the evening, I looked forward and saw the old grandfather walking into the distance. The short figure suddenly became taller in my eyes.
What a simple heart. It tells me many things and how I should behave. An essay describing the simple and kind-hearted people around me
One afternoon, when I came home from school, I saw my younger brother pestering my mother for money. My mother shook her head vigorously and said, "Every day you need money to buy snacks, little one." How can I spend money so lavishly at a young age?" Unexpectedly, the younger brother refused to give up and said coquettishly, "Mom, my money is really useful!" My mother couldn't stand his "coquettishness" either. I gave my brother 20 yuan.
I walked over and asked him what he wanted the money for. Unexpectedly, he said: "This is a secret, we can't tell it!" I was so angry at once, what secret could he have! ? snort! So I decided to start a "reconnaissance operation".
On the first day, I came to my brother’s room and secretly checked my brother’s piggy bank. Wow, it was 6 yuan missing! ! ! Huh, little slanderer, 6 yuan of snacks is enough for you! ! No, I still have to conduct reconnaissance! The next day, I still tiptoed to my brother's room, and there was another 10 yuan missing from the piggy bank! On the third day, I found that all 20 had been used up by my younger brother! Isn't it enough that he has eaten so many snacks? It’s really unbelievable! ! An Unpretentious Man's Composition
In front of grandma's house, grandma grows some lentils.
Those lentils were like naughty children, crawling all over the bamboo poles and nylon ropes used to dry clothes at grandma’s house, and some even climbed onto the roof! In the spring, grandma would transplant the tender bean seedlings that had been carefully treated to the open space where the pit had been dug and fertilized.
The bean sprouts are growing day by day.
When the bean seedlings grow vines and climb to my height, small flowers will bloom.
The flowers are in bunches, some are purple, some are pink, and occasionally there are a few white ones! Gradually, gradually, the lentil flowers turned yellow, and finally withered.
I observed carefully that at this time, tender, green lentils were growing in the center of the flower.
"Lentils" I exclaimed in surprise.
Grandma said: "Yes! What it repays us is not flowers, but fruits!" When I grew up, I still remember this sentence.
It is not as strong as poplars; not as beautiful as weeping willows, but I still like the unpretentious lentils in front of my grandma’s house! The title of an essay about a person who is simple and kind-hearted should be "feelings"
The people I admire most are not great men, nor rich men, nor dazzling stars, but simple and unpretentious people. cleaner.
The cleaners are not afraid of getting dirty or tired. They have already started working before dawn in the morning. They clean the streets and alleys seriously and use their own sweat to earn money. I once asked the cleaner aunt, "Aren't you tired from working every day?" The aunt said, "It's also tiring, but when you see people smiling at a clean and tidy environment, it's worth it. ! "What simple words! The cleaners bring a clean and tidy environment to everyone when people are working and going to school, and they are making silent contributions.
This is the person I admire most, the cleaners who are unpretentious, hardworking, and not afraid of getting dirty or tired.
2 Around me, there are many people and many faces, some respectable and amiable...but I admire one person the most.
I admire a person, a selfless person.
She is a teacher. When the students she educates are with other students, she never favors her students, but puts forward higher requirements for them.
I admire a person, a strict but kind person.
As a teacher, she is extremely strict with those students who do not study seriously and guides them to keep moving forward; and for those students who study seriously, she is like a loving mother, communicating with them. ,comminicate.
I admire a person, a knowledgeable person.
She is well-read, and even though she is so busy at work, she always takes some time to read some books; no matter how attractive the online games are, she always opens up the world of reading.
No matter what kind of knowledge she encounters, she can always answer fluently and tell you her understanding and opinions.
I admire a person who leads by example.
When she educates students and others, she always educates herself first.
She is the director of the grade department. She is always the first to submit any manuscripts the school requires; no matter how busy her work is, she keeps climbing up.
Her efforts have yielded fruitful results - the students she educated have become talents, and the educational papers she wrote have been accepted by editors. She succeeded! The person I admire is my teacher, the "loving mother" I am grateful for - Teacher Tang.
You have paid so much for us, believe us, we will definitely repay you with the best results! 3 (Indispensable behind a successful person) I have a kind and great mother.
(,) The person I admire most in life and study is my mother.
Because she changed my careless and perfunctory learning attitude bit by bit. My mother is an industrial and commercial administrator, and she usually stops counterfeit products. If you infringe on consumer rights, you can complain to them. report. The quiet countryside is a simple beauty essay
I got on the bus and looked at the rows of tall pine trees on the roadside outside the window, and I felt instantly relieved.
"You must go to the countryside.
"My mother slammed the door and left in anger. I felt a little aggrieved. Isn't it because I have been online for a long time that she sent me to the countryside? I was forced to get in the car and go to my sister's house in the countryside. As a spoiled child, I would definitely not be able to adapt to the countryside, and I might not be able to get used to the food there.
Before I came here, I finished my homework and had nothing to do, so I stayed at home and surfed the Internet. I didn’t go to breathe the outside air. My mother also told me to go out more often, so my sister took me first. We went to the mountains to play. Along the way, there were many unknown flowers blooming on the roadside. They were petite and cute. There was also a hare that slipped away from our sight. The rabbit was so fat. It jumped in the grass and disappeared. In the world.
Looking at Guo Lin on the roadside, walking on the country road, an unprecedented sense of comfort filled his body, and all his worries seemed to be thrown away.
Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected surprise. At the bottom of the mountain, there was a large artificially excavated reservoir. From time to time, fish jumped in it, causing ripples. There was also an old man fishing sitting by the reservoir. On the stone, he quietly waited for the fish to take the bait. After the fish took the bait, he skillfully collected the fishing line. Oh, it was a big fish. A satisfied smile appeared on the old man's face.
At night, at the door of their yard, some sisters and aunts who love dancing brought out the stereo, played dynamic music, and started twisting. The old man sat aside and chatted about the recent weather. They talked happily about the good things happening in the village.
After this day...my sister took me to the mountains to play first, and I felt instantly relaxed. Talking about the recent weather, I was forced to get in the car, so the old man sat aside and chatted. , maybe I can’t get used to the food there, but I fell in love with the simple beauty of the countryside. This refreshing beauty got on the bus and went to my sister’s house in the countryside.
After this day of fun, there was an old man who was fishing, sitting on a stone by the reservoir, twisting, looking out the window at the rows of tall pine trees on the roadside, which is why I love the outdoors more. Playing, that rabbit is really fat, there are many unknown flowers blooming on the roadside, yo, at the door of my yard, there are fish jumping inside from time to time.
Before coming here, I was petite and cute, and I felt a little aggrieved. Along the way, there was a big fish, playing dynamic music, making ripples in circles, and it was so fun, not just the time to surf the Internet. Did the long-term relationship send me to the countryside? There are still pine trees along the way.
Looking at Guo Lin on the roadside, an unprecedented sense of comfort filled his body.
Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected surprise. I stayed at home and surfed the Internet when I had nothing to do. My mother also told me to go out more and move around more. All my worries seemed to be forgotten.
When we were about to leave, my aunt was talking about the good things that happened in the village. After the fish was hooked, we were walking on the country road, and there was also a hare that slipped away from our sight. As a spoiled child, I had to do my homework. Because it's done.
"You have to go to the countryside, and you don't have to breathe the outside air. There is a large artificially dug reservoir.
At night.
" Mom said angrily I slammed the door and left, took out the stereo, quietly waited for the fish to take the bait, and then disappeared into the grass in three or two jumps. A satisfied smile appeared on the old man's face. He would definitely not adapt to the countryside, I want to say.
Life in the countryside, at the bottom of the mountain, getting in the car, I love it here, he skillfully collects the fishing line, the beauty of the people here, there are some sisters who love dancing
23 Years ago, a young woman lived in our village. She was disheveled, giggled when she saw anyone, and urinated in public without hesitation.
Therefore, the daughters-in-law in the village often spit at the woman, and some even come forward and kick her, telling her to "go away."
But she refused to leave, still wandering around the village with a silly smile.
At that time, my father was 35 years old.
He once had his left hand cut off by a machine while working in a stone quarry, and because his family was poor, he never had a wife.
Seeing that the woman still had some good looks, grandma became interested and decided to take her in as my father’s wife. After she “renewed the incense” of my family, she would be kicked out.
Although the father was reluctant, looking at the situation at home, he gritted his teeth and agreed.
As a result, my father became the groom without spending any money. < /p>
"As soon as I was born, my grandma took me away and never let my mother get close.
My mother always wanted to hug me, and she struggled to shout in front of grandma many times: "Here, give me..." Grandma ignored her.
I am so small, like a chubby baby, what if my mother accidentally drops me to the ground? After all, my mother is a madman.
Whenever my mother asked to hold me, grandma would always stare and scold her: "Don't even think about holding the baby, I won't give it to you.
If I find you If you hug him secretly, I will beat you to death.
Even if you don’t beat him to death, I will drive you away.
Grandma said this without any ambiguity. mean.
My mother understood, her face was full of fear, and she just looked at me from a distance every time.
Although my mother’s breasts were extremely engorged, I couldn’t take half of my mother’s milk. It was my grandma who fed me spoonful by spoonful.
Grandma said there was "psychosis" in my mother's milk, and it would be troublesome if it was transmitted to me.
At that time, my family was still struggling in the quagmire of poverty.
Especially after my mother and I were born, we often couldn’t open the pot.
Grandma decided to drive my mother away because she not only ate "idle food" at home, but also caused trouble from time to time.
One day, grandma cooked a big pot of rice, added a big bowl to my mother with her own hands, and said: "Daughter-in-law, this family is too poor, and my mother-in-law is sorry for you.
You finish eating With this bowl of rice, I will go live with a richer family, and I won’t be allowed to come here anymore, ah?” My mother just took a big ball of rice in her mouth, and looked very surprised when she heard the “exclusion order” from grandma. The rice dumplings froze in my mouth.
My mother looked at me in grandma’s arms and screamed inarticulately: “No, don’t...” Grandma suddenly lowered her face and shouted in a majestic paternalistic manner: “You’re this Crazy bitch, why are you so stubborn? I won't get any good results from you.
You have been wandering around. I have taken you in for two years. What else do you want to do? Did you hear that?" After saying that, grandma took out a hoe from behind the door and knocked it hard on the ground like Mrs. Yu's dragon-headed stick, making a "dong" sound.
My mother was startled, looked at her mother-in-law timidly, and then slowly lowered her head to look at the rice bowl in front of her. Tears fell on the white rice.
Under the close gaze, my mother suddenly behaved very strangely. She divided more than half of the rice in the bowl into another empty bowl, and then looked at grandma pitifully.
Grandma was stunned. It turned out that my mother told grandma that she would only eat half a bowl of rice for each meal, and she just asked not to drive her away.
My heart felt like it was being pinched several times. Grandma is also a woman, and her tough attitude was also an act.
Grandma turned her head away, holding back her tears, and then she straightened her face and said, "Eat quickly, eat quickly, and leave quickly after eating.
You will starve to death in my house.
"My mother seemed desperate. She didn't even eat the half bowl of rice. She staggered out of the door, but stood in front of the door for a long time.
Grandma said hard-heartedly: "Go, go, don't look back.
There are many wealthy people in the world!" Instead, my mother came closer and stretched out her hands to her mother-in-law. Here, it turns out that my mother wants to hug me.
Grandma felt melancholy for a moment, but handed the infant me to my mother.
My mother held me in her arms for the first time and smiled with a smile on her face.
Grandma, however, felt like she was facing a formidable enemy, and held her hands under my body, fearing that my mother would get mad and throw me away like trash.
My mother held me for less than three minutes, and grandma couldn’t wait to snatch me away, then turned around and went into the house and closed the door.
When I realized what was going on, I discovered that except for me, all the other friends had mothers.
I asked my father for it and my grandma for it. They said, "Your mother is dead."
But my friend told me: "Your mother is a lunatic and was driven away by your grandma."
So I started to argue with my grandma, asking her to pay my mother back, and even scolded her. It was "Grandma Wolf" who even spilled the food she served me all over the floor.
At that time, I didn’t have the concept of “crazy”. I only knew that I missed her very much. What did she look like? Still alive? Unexpectedly, when I was six years old, my mother, who had been away from home for five years, actually came back.
That day, several friends rushed over to report: "Xiaoshu, come and see, your mother is back, your crazy mother is back.
"I I was so happy that I ran out and my father and grandma followed me out.
This is the first time I have seen my mother since I can remember.
She was still in rags, and there were some withered and yellow grass fragments in her hair. God knew she had spent the night in that haystack.
My mother didn’t dare to enter the house, but she faced my house and sat on a stone roller in the rice field in front of the village, holding a dirty balloon in her hand.
When I stood in front of her with a group of friends, she eagerly searched for her son among us.
My mother finally stared at me, stared at me, and called me with her mouth open: "Small tree... ball... ball." She stood up and kept raising the balloon in her hand to please me. Put it into my arms.
But I kept retreating.
I was greatly disappointed. I didn’t expect that the mother I thought about day and night would actually look like this.
A friend was shouting at the side: "Xiaoshu, do you know what a lunatic looks like now? Your mother is like that.
" I said to my friend angrily : "She is your mother! Your mother is the madman, and your mother is like this.
" I turned around and ran away.
I don’t want this crazy bitch anymore.
Grandma and father took my mother in.
Back then, after grandma kicked her mother away, her conscience was tortured. As she aged day by day, her heart could no longer harden, so she took the initiative to keep her mother. But my boss was not happy, Because my mother has lost my face.
I never looked good on my mother, never took the initiative to talk to her, and never called her "mother". The communication between us was mainly based on my "roaring", and mother is absolutely the best. Don't dare to talk back.
The family couldn’t support my mother for nothing, so my grandma decided to train her to do chores.
When working in the fields, grandma took...
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