The moon leans to the west, leaning against the clouds, staring at the world coldly; In the distant part of the world, there was a hoarse birdsong, as if laughing at the embarrassment of the laggards. Since there is no sleep, why are you leaning on the pillow? He pushed the pillow up and just looked at the night sky. The planetesimals are also like frost, scattered and cold, and their eyes suddenly darken.
Outside the window, there are two or three fires on the river. Maybe they are fishing? Or shrimp? He doesn't know. He only knows that work has at least the happiness of harvest. He has neither the right to sleep nor the happiness of work needs him.
Suddenly, there was a faint bell in the distance. Is it the "midnight bell" of Hanshan Temple that shocked the world? The bell came at the right time and hit him right on the heart. He took out a pen and paper, and those 32 words had already been clearly drawn out: night parking near Fengqiao Frost Night, sleeping in Jiangfeng Fishing Fire, Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, and going to a passenger ship at midnight.
1200 years later, will anyone remember the champion on that long list? Will anyone remember the grand parade of the champion in red? No, we only remember that autumn, an immortal insomnia of a laggard.
2. Examples of Immortals (Subject of Composition) Zhang Haidi was five years old and suffered from spinal hemangioma, which led to paraplegia. He is still physically disabled, but he is determined. He taught himself the knowledge of primary school, middle school and university, and studied acupuncture to practice medicine locally.
Won the praise of "Contemporary Paul". When Chinese people's Volunteer Army's attacking troops were suppressed by machine gun fire, Huang Jiguang was in charge of the blasting task. He threw a Grenade, but he didn't finish the task.
In the end, he blocked the enemy's bullets with his body so that the follow-up troops could capture the 597.9 highland. Its spirit of self-sacrifice will live in the hearts of the people forever.
1948 On May 25th, in the battle to liberate Longhua County, Dong Cunrui resolutely picked up the explosive charge and injured his left leg. As the troops were blocked by the bridge bunker of the other army, they rushed under the bridge. Because there was no place to put explosives around, in an emergency, Dong Cunrui supported himself with his body-explosives in his hand. Under 19 years old at the time of death.
3. Examples of Immortals (Subject of Composition) Zhang Haidi was five years old and suffered from spinal hemangioma, which led to paraplegia. He is still physically disabled, but he is determined. He taught himself the knowledge of primary school, middle school and university, and studied acupuncture to practice medicine locally. Won the praise of "Contemporary Paul".
When Chinese people's Volunteer Army's attacking troops were suppressed by machine gun fire, Huang Jiguang was in charge of the blasting task. He threw a Grenade, but he didn't finish the task. In the end, he blocked the enemy's bullets with his body so that the follow-up troops could capture the 597.9 highland. Its spirit of self-sacrifice will live in the hearts of the people forever.
1948 On May 25th, in the battle to liberate Longhua County, Dong Cunrui resolutely picked up the explosive charge and injured his left leg. As the troops were blocked by the bridge bunker of the other army, they rushed under the bridge. Because there was no place to put explosives around, in an emergency, Dong Cunrui supported himself with his body-explosives in his hand. Under 19 years old at the time of death.
4. What is a fairy composition and how to write a recommended model essay?
It's winter.
Looking out the window at the fig tree that once flourished, I couldn't help feeling dejected.
Now the lush leaves have already been put into the embrace of the earth, and the fruitful fruits in autumn have been returned to their owners. The clear and melodious birdsong disappeared, and only sparrows swarmed in the open forest, as if a child from the countryside came to the city, releasing the long-suppressed * * * on this big stage without an audience. Winter is really an empty season, with migration and disappearance, only those things that are not afraid of cold and loneliness.
Those snowflakes falling from the sky are another form of rain. Rain cannot stay on the ground. Soil and plants will absorb them quickly. If the sun shines, the rain will turn into steam and slowly disappear without a trace. Water doesn't want to come to the ground in vain, so it will become a rainbow, dragging colorful skirts and dancing in the sky. Unfortunately, it is too short. So, in winter, the rain turned into another face-hexagonal, pure white. They thought it would stay on the ground for a long time, but after the sun came out, the snow slowly turned into water and disappeared without a trace.
Alas, it seems that it is difficult to live forever! Disappearing like a feather is the eternal theme of this world.
But look at bamboo. It is still so green, still so tall and straight. The north wind is blowing, and bamboo is shaking its leaves, as if to say that only those who can stand upright in the winter wind are truly strong and immortal. Otherwise, why do people use it to make bamboo slips to write and compile history books that will last forever? "Who has never died in life since ancient times, keep the heart of Dan and follow the history of history", isn't the "history of history" here referring to it? If bamboo is like a grass, it will dry up when the wind blows and become a weak person. Why do people write people who will be immortal on it? Bamboo is immortal.
However, look at the plum blossoms. In the face of the cold wind, plum blossoms also trembled. In the ice and snow and the biting cold wind, plum blossoms may have thought about curling up and hiding their buds in the depths of the branches like peach blossoms and apricot blossoms, waiting for the gentle call of the spring breeze. Is hiding yourself a fairy? When the enemy comes, you become a deserter, maybe you become a traitor; Alien invasion, you surrender, maybe you become a traitor. But people who like plum blossoms are different. In the face of severe cold, they have to bloom flower of life, "broken into mud, ground into dust", "only fragrance remains". This is Lu You's poem, isn't it also a portrayal of Lu You's indomitable spirit? Plum blossoms never die. Lu You, like a plum blossom, left a noble character.
We are teenagers, and we are in the spring of life. We should think about how to sow in spring, how to work in summer and how to harvest in autumn. In this way, in winter, we won't go home empty-handed, regret it, and let our lives be immortal.
Bing Xin once said: Young man, time is turning pages, please write!
Yue Fei also said: Don't be idle, young people are pathetic!
I think they are all urging us teenagers to study hard and become immortal myths in the winter of life.
5. Imitate The Good Story. The sky is getting brighter and brighter and a new day is coming.
I closed my eyes, leaned back and leaned on the sofa; Sweating profusely after a morning run.
I saw a good story in the dim light.
The story is beautiful, elegant and interesting. Many beautiful people and beautiful things are intertwined, like a day's cloud, 10 thousand stars are flying and spreading at the same time, so that it is endless.
I seem to remember crossing the mountain by boat, with Chinese tallow, new crops, wild flowers, chickens, dogs, books and dead trees, tile houses, Galand, farmers and village women, girls, clothes drying, monks, bamboo, clouds and so on. . . .. are reflected in the clear river water, and every time I paddle, I swim and ripple with the algae in the water with flashing sunshine. Both shadows and objects are dissolved, but they also shake, expand and merge with each other; Just merge, but back off, close to the original shape. The edge is as uneven as Xia Yun's head, inlaid with sunshine and emitting a silver flame like water. This is true of all the rivers I have walked.
The story I see now is the same. The blue sky in the water is the foundation, and everything is woven into an article, which is always vivid and unfolding. I can't see the end of this article.
A few thin red flowers under the withered willow by the river should be planted by the village girl. Both the big red flower and the spotted red flower floated in the water, and suddenly broke up and stretched, and the rouge water continued, but there was no dizziness. Wafangdian, dog, village girl, cloud, . .. is also floating. The big red flowers are stretched, and at this time a red ribbon is rushing. Ribbon woven into dogs, dogs woven into white clouds, and white clouds woven into village girls' schools. . . In an instant, they flinched again.
However, the mottled safflower shadow has also broken and stretched, and will be woven into Galand, village girl, dog, tile house and clouds.
Now the story I see is clear, beautiful, elegant, interesting and clear. There are countless beautiful people and things in the sky. I see them one by one and know them one by one.
I'll keep an eye on them.
I was about to stare at them when I was suddenly surprised and opened my eyes. Yunjin was wrinkled and messy, just like someone threw a stone into the river, and the water waves suddenly stood up, tearing the whole shadow to pieces. Unconsciously, I quickly grasped the principle of almost falling to the ground, and there were still some neon broken shadows in front of me.
I really like this good story. I want to get him back, end him and keep him while the ghosting is still there. I threw away the book and bent down to get the pen. It was still a broken shadow.
But I always remember reading this good story.
6. I want to write an essay "Immortal Martyrs" to help "some people are alive, but they are dead; Some people are dead and he is still alive. "
They are dead, so that most people can live better. They would rather be weeds than wait for the underground fire. Their names are "heroes" and their stories are "Immortality"! April with bright spring is the traditional "Reading Month" and "Revolutionary Traditional Education Month" in our school. In order to educate students in reading, our school held a campus story meeting of "Remembering the Revolutionary Martyrs".
The students showed their talents one after another and presented us with one touching good story after another. Students in Grade One and Grade Two tell stories of great men with deep affection, some study for the rise of China, some show Chinese integrity, some make us feel that Commander-in-Chief Zhu loves soldiers like children, some tell the story of Chairman Mao's soldiers and civilians, and some students in Grade Three and Four tell us the journey of 25,000 miles. The touching story: 165438+ The 0-year-old female Red Army on the Long March, the little sun on the snowy mountain and the strong little Red Army ... deeply touched us.
Gunfire at the Lugou Bridge, Lao Xu Manhuaiyi's fight against the devil, a true anti-Japanese story, and the unyielding child's head. Senior three students used their expressive language to lead us into the hero's anti-Japanese era. At the story meeting, applause continued. In this vivid story meeting, the students crossed the war years, saw the vivid heroic image, and their thoughts were baptized again.
Although the story is over, the heroic spirit will be passed on. Let's follow the footsteps of the martyrs and hold up the sun of tomorrow.
7. Immortal Spirit Writing Immortal Spirit-Thanks to the teacher deeply. On May 28th, 2008, at 4: 28, an earthquake of magnitude 8.00 struck the hearts of1300 million people in Sichuan, China.
At this moment, the sky is ruthless, and millions of people in Qian Qian can no longer look up to the beautiful starry sky that night and the bright sun tomorrow. Countless fresh lives disappeared instantly in the earthquake.
At the moment of the Lord, a group of heroes performed a tearful story and played a moving movement in that sad sky. Their names are all over China: Tan Qianqiu, Zhang Miya, Gou Xiaochao, Wu Hongzhong and Du Zhengxiang ... They have the same name-People's Teacher.
At the auspicious moment of the earthquake, Mr. Tan Qianqiu dragged his recent four students under the lecture desk without thinking, and then protected the lecture desk with his body and arms. This is how a touching story is interpreted ... when rescuers dug up the ruins, everyone was shocked. Teacher Tan protected the students' hands and dragged them to the lecture table, but the four degrees they exchanged for their lives were successfully saved.
Although Mr. Tan and all these teachers who used their lives to protect students have gone, their spirit will never be erased, and their names will always be remembered in our hearts. Although I don't believe in God, at this moment, I hope there is a paradise where teachers in trouble and their beloved children can live happily in a beautiful paradise. I hope they can see our unity in heaven. Watch us rebuild our homes; Watching the children they saved with their lives grow up. Disaster is a mirror that instantly reflects the human soul.
At the moment of the disaster, your actions interpreted the principle of "being a teacher for a day, being a father for life", and also deeply engraved the kind and respectable title of "teacher" into the hearts of the world. Let us pay tribute to you in the most noble way! .
8. Imitate a composition according to the story. A 500-word hot summer has passed, and cool autumn has come again.
The autumn sky seems to be painted, blue enough to burn your eyes. The air is also very fresh, and it is very comfortable to take a breath. Everything in autumn seems to be new, which makes people feel that there is a little vitality everywhere.
Although most of the flowers and trees in autumn have withered, as long as you look carefully, you will find the "New World". Look, what is that? It's autumn chrysanthemum, colorful and colorful. It's really delightful. Look at the petals, slender, one after another. Autumn chrysanthemum seems to be connected by this slender hand, just like a child holding hands in circles. Close to them, a fragrance tempts my nose again, and standing for a while will definitely make us relaxed and happy.
The fields in autumn are a golden scene; This is a busy scene; This is a scene of bumper harvest. Walking into the field is like being in a golden ocean. Under the sunlight, it sparkles, and heaven and earth are integrated, and it is golden everywhere. The meal is also very interesting, one by one with a big belly, as if it were going to explode. In this field, standing for a while also makes people feel crisp in autumn.
The fruit on the tree is maturing, and the fruit farmers in the field are busier. In urban and rural areas, workers, students, children and the elderly all come out to enjoy the beautiful scenery, relax, watch autumn colors, collect specimens and do their own things. "A hard work, a harvest", hard work, in exchange for harvest, full of joy.
Autumn is like the god of color, which makes the colors of plants gradually thicken.
Autumn, like the god of harvest, has brought countless fruits to people.
Autumn is like a god of joy, bringing people the joy of harvest.
9. Immortal Friendship is a timeless and immortal thing.
Share weal and woe with each other, share weal and woe. Such friendship can last forever.
Walking into the study, an old book firmly attracted my attention-Charlotte's Web. This book quickly caught my attention and made me suspicious.
Is this book about a person named Charlotte and a net? Or the relationship between Charlotte and the Internet? Or the role of Charlotte's net? .
It's no use talking to yourself. You can only watch it once, so all the mysteries can be solved. This book is about a group of animals living happily in a barn in zuckerman. They are humorous and lovely, among which Wilbur the pig and Charlotte the spider have established the most sincere friendship.
But the most terrible news broke the calm of the barn: Wilbur's fate turned out to be bacon and ham! As a pig, Wilbur seems to have to accept the fate of being slaughtered. However, the seemingly insignificant Charlotte said, "I will help you."
So, Charlotte used her own silk thread to weave words that were regarded as miracles by human beings on the barn door frame. It weaves and tears, tears and tears. Finally, the words "Ace Pig", "Great", "Brilliant" and "Humility" she weaved completely reversed Wilbur's fate, and finally won the special prize in the market competition and a happy future. However, at this moment, Charlotte the spider's life came to an end ... Later, Charlotte gave a big egg bag from Dick to Wilbur and went to heaven.
Until Charlotte's children came into this world, a group of little Charlotte came out to accompany Wilbur forever, and this friendship will never die. Although Charlotte has passed away from this world, many little Charlotte, little Charlotte, are with Wilbur, and this friendship will never leave, and will last for a thousand years and ten thousand years.
Friendship is precious, and the promise to the other party must be fulfilled and done well. Such friendship will last forever and be more precious than gold and diamonds.