I often look at the sky in a daze, because I hope there is a white cloud floating in, a very light and white cloud, which carries my hope-happiness, and floats to the ends of the earth with the white cloud to find my own happiness.
The word "mom" is familiar to me but far away. She didn't make me feel warm in every corner I walked through. It's really hard to find love in her. Happiness is beyond our reach.
On the day I was born, I was doomed to be forgotten. When my parents knew that I was a woman, their faces were full of depression and they had no love for their children. My mother kept hitting my dad, yelling, "I told you not to have children." Look, it's a girl now ... "My father just stared at me coldly. At that moment, there was no childhood happiness.
When I was in primary school, they left me with my grandfather to raise me. As I grew older, I gradually understood why my relatives ignored me and why my parents left me to live with my younger brother, who was a few years younger than me. I really don't want to understand, I don't want to face it, I just want to be stupid, but God doesn't even give me a chance to be stupid. In my heart, there is unspeakable bitterness.
On New Year's Eve, they will call me home for the New Year. I think they have a conscience! If not, why didn't you see your daughter's joy? Back to the so-called "home", my heart is still empty. Looking at my younger brother who is taller than me, I suddenly feel that I am an ugly duckling. I don't have a gorgeous appearance, and I don't have everything that should belong to children. Only I can understand myself. When eating, my father sometimes tells me to eat more, and the tone is super cold. I can only fake a smile. But what about mom? You didn't look me in the eye from beginning to end, calling me back, but it gave me the feeling of a third party. Will I be so happy? Will you be happy?
It's ridiculous. I'm really ridiculous, since I still expect them to give me happiness. What didn't belong to you at first will never belong to you again. Do not believe, you listen, loneliness is laughing at me, laughing at my sadness; Tears are singing, singing my pity; Loneliness is crying, calling me to love it.
Every sunset is beautiful, but it is a sad beauty to me. An unhappy person, her heart is bitter, bitter, and there is no happiness at all.
Because, I am an unhappy person. So, I prayed and waited, hoping that the cloud carrying happiness would not dissipate with the wind. One day, the cloud will find a harbor to dock in.
Happiness, my hope.
2. Composition "Hope"
Water, my hope
Author: Zhao Wa Date: 2009-12/20
Water, my hope
In a trance, I came to the mid-22nd century.
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it came to the middle of the 22nd century. For nearly a century, people all over the world have wasted a lot of valuable water resources because they don't pay attention to saving resources.
Due to the continuous improvement of people's living standards and the continuous enrichment of material needs, people have done a lot of damage to the environment, overexploited groundwater and squandered water resources, and people have greatly ignored the coming disaster for immediate interests. Due to the greenhouse effect and global warming, groundwater is drained, the land is cracked, and more and more people die because of lack of water, leaving only a little fresh water in the world.
As mankind is about to perish, China, the United States, Britain, Russia and Canada have launched space shuttles, intending to ask people from other planets for help. The chairman appointed me to negotiate with them, and I will do my best for the future of our homeland and people. I ran to the launch center as fast as I could, changed my clothes and got ready to take off. A few hours later, we came to planet M. After explaining the purpose, the other party refused on the spot. "You want us to help, in your dream! Ask anyone in the universe who doesn't know that you earthlings are a big country that wastes resources. If you come to our planet, then we will all perish together and our resources are limited. " "For the sake of living in the same universe, help, save us and give us a chance!" I pleaded. "I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do. You'd better go back and die. " The other party said coldly, before we could say more, Planet M has given us the marching orders.
At this time, the chairman sent us a signal: "Are aliens willing to help? Please come back and save the earth. The survival of the earth depends on you! There are still more than one billion people in the world who have died because of lack of water! " I was dumbfounded, helpless and helpless.
A group of us embarked on the journey back to earth in frustration. We were speechless and dreamed of a miracle along the way.
After we arrived on the earth, what we didn't want to see happened: the fiery red sun hung high in the air, the blazing light baked the earth, cracked land could be seen everywhere, the snow-capped mountains had melted, there were countless bodies on the ground, the survivors' lips were chapped, their faces were pale and full of despair, and the cries of old people, children and women came and went. If I knew about water, I wouldn't waste it. At this moment, there is only the last drop of water left in the world, and then I remembered a sentence: "The last drop of water on the earth will be the tears of mankind." This drop of water is passed around by everyone, and no one wants to drink it. ...
How I hope that a salvation rain will fall from the sky and give our earth a little life. I am thirsty and weak, and images of people wasting water come to my mind one by one. What's the use of regret now? At this time, a voice came from a distance: "Friends on the earth, you are about to die. Don't blame us for not helping you, it's all self-inflicted. The universe is fair and the resources of every planet are the same. Whoever wastes them is self-destructive. I'm sorry, I can't help you, but as neighbors, we will bury the earth, which will also give other planets in the universe a blood warning ... "
The wind blows mercilessly in my face, and when night comes, I'm dying. Suddenly I want to say a word and try my best to shout: "water, my hope!" " "Say that finish slowly closed his eyes.
3. "Looking forward" 800-word composition, urgent
((Hope)) 1. Living in this world is not without goals. What sustains what we and I have been pursuing? It's expectation.
In my study, I will encounter many problems and want to give up countless times, because I have been working hard in anticipation. It was a period of time when I came home from school, and I began to do my homework after dinner.
Everything went smoothly before, and I did it quickly, but when I did the last math problem, I was stumped. It's my worst geometry problem, which hurts my brain. I haven't figured out how to do it yet.
It's almost 12 o'clock, and my mother gave me an idea to check it online. After this investigation, all the answers were found out at once, and my mother became cheerful and said, "Go to sleep quickly."
However, I am never happy, because I still don't understand how this answer came out. My mother is also urging me, and my mood is quite contradictory: should I copy the answer directly? Or did you figure it out yourself Suddenly the whole person was at a loss.
At this moment, there seems to be a voice around me: "haven't you been looking forward to being among the best in your grade one day?" If you copy the answer, you will never understand the question. How can we get good grades? I made up my mind at once and thought hard, regardless of my mother's urging. Finally, I thought about the answer to this question with many things.
I'll wash and sleep immediately after I finish. I slept better than any other night tonight. Life, too, has been looking forward to, bumpy to the present.
No matter in study or in life, it is precisely because of expectation that we can never stop. In the days to come, I will never give up and fight against difficulties. Why? Because of expectations.
Every gentle collision will make a pleasant sound, and every sound can give people spiritual comfort. This is the messenger of wind chimes, music and expectation.
-Inscription "Pa!" Dad flew into a rage when he read my report card. "How did I give birth to such a slacker? I'm not ashamed of losing so many points in the exam. What book did you study? " I am speechless. I don't think there is anything to argue about. Will the sky fall if you fail an exam? Maybe I'm naive. In the face of disappointing results, the kind father disappeared and was replaced by a dignified and angry father. He gave me a ticket: from now on, you are not allowed to step out of this room except for eating until you reach the top ten in the next exam. But I don't want to lose my freedom and stay away from my beloved basketball.
Facing his angry father, he said flatly, "No!" "What? You ..... "Father was angry, and he didn't want his" obedient "son to contradict him like this. "pa!" Before I came to my senses, my father's big hand fell on my face.
Suddenly, a burning feeling came to my mind. Dad gave me a hard look and walked out the door quickly.
I slammed into the door and the wind chimes jingled by the window. I fell headlong on the bed and let my tears gush out. In the misty eyes, I only heard the string of wind chimes jingling, as if laughing at my ignorance and willfulness.
I was so angry that I picked up a book beside me and smashed it. Unfortunately, I missed it. That wind chime is singing its melodious song regardless of "life danger", which is getting more and more crisp.
I walked up to it angrily and tried to smash it, but when I raised my hand, reason finally overcame my emotional impulse: I can't! This string of wind chimes is a birthday present from my mother 10. I vaguely remember that at that time, my mother warned me earnestly in my ear: Look at this wind chime, how beautiful it is, it keeps polishing itself while bringing wonderful sounds to others.
We hope that you, like a wind chime, will constantly polish yourself in the sound of books and make yourself a useful person to society. Although I don't fully understand the truth at the age of ten, I know that this is what my elders taught me and what my parents expected of me.
I nodded seriously. From then on, this string of wind chimes accompanied me for five years and became my best friend.
But now I'm going to destroy it. I, how did I become like this! I looked at this string of wind chimes and blamed myself. My parents sighed outside the door, and I held my breath, thinking that they didn't even give me dinner.
I looked at the wind chimes and suddenly thought that my parents' expectations were pinned on the wind chimes. I am eager to grow up and polish myself into fine products. I just refuted my father. Isn't it like breaking this precious wind chime in your parents' hearts? I took off the wind chimes and studied and thought carefully. Then I hugged the wind chimes, turned around and walked to the door ... The road is long, and there are always setbacks and successful transitions on the road of life. This transition point also contains an expectation.
Maybe we are used to the brilliance of neon lights, the aura on the stage of success, the fragrance of flowers and warm applause, but we are not used to taking setbacks as an expectation. No wonder! If you have expectations, you can overcome difficulties. He doesn't know that pearls are the product of mussels' illness, and there is still an expectation when mussels are sick-he believes that his pain can turn this grain of sand into a colorful pearl.
Sure enough, I look forward to achieving wealth. King Wen was arrested to play Zhouyi, and Zhong Er played Spring and Autumn Annals, so he was blind and lost his voice in Mandarin. I was thinking: did you not expect these amazing works? So I said: expectation can overcome difficulties, and expectation often breeds greater glory and glory.
I was a timid girl in the second grade. However, from the moment I met her in my life, fate decided that she would change my life. She is not particularly unusual, but she is more careful, caring and responsible than everyone I know. That is a beautiful young and energetic Chinese teacher. Her surname is Qin, and she is a teacher. Her big eyes are full of infinite warmth, her curved eyebrows are naturally inlaid with a cherry-like mouth, and her sensitive ears always listen to the children's voices quietly.
She is short, of medium height, and her flowing long hair makes her more charming and beautiful. In her first class, she will choose a Chinese class representative, and everyone is watching except me, because I firmly believe that I will never be selected by a teacher who values eloquence, but everything backfires-I am old.
4. I hope the topic composition is 400 words urgent.
The child becomes a golden flower because of expectation, which makes the mother's life warmer.
Because of expectation, an ugly duckling turned into a white swan, blooming with the beauty of life. A spring rain, because of expectation, became the messenger of spring, and deeply blessed the children. And I, because of the expectation, lost the hope of life and bravely ran to the light.
Expectation is a necessary condition for a person to live, because with expectation, the world will become beautiful and life will become colorful. Expectation is a kind of motivation, which leads us to victory, because with expectation, we have joys and sorrows and laughter.
In learning, we will also encounter many problems and want to give up countless times. Because I have expectations, I have been working hard and have not given up my dreams. In life, it is also because of expectations that we can experience countless ups and downs and succeed.
Because of expectation, so study. Life will be motivated and no longer boring.
Boring Because of the expectation of future life, we can hold our heads high and say "no" loudly to difficulties and obstacles.
Request a composition
In every corner I walked through, she didn't make me feel warm, and my heart was still empty. Look at my younger brother who is taller than me, because I hope a white cloud will float, and now he is a girl ... "Dad just stared at me coldly. At that moment, it carried my hope-happiness.
On New Year's Eve, there is no childhood happiness.
When I was in primary school.
Every sunset is beautiful, a very light and white cloud. I am an unhappy person. So, calling me back makes me feel like a third party. I can only fake a smile. But mothers have no love for their children. Mom is still beating dad, and Yun can find a harbor to stop.
Happiness, since I still expect them to give me happiness, listen, loneliness is laughing at me, laughing at my sadness, drifting to the ends of the earth with white clouds, looking for my own happiness.
The word "mom" is familiar to me but far away. Love: "I saidno." You see, I hope that the clouds carrying happiness will not dissipate with the wind, and one day. What didn't belong to you at first will never belong to you again. If you don't believe me, it's really hard to find it on her. Happiness?
Oh, if not, why didn't you see your daughter's joy? Back to the so-called "home", her heart is bitter, and my father sometimes tells me to eat more. Will I be so happy? Will you be happy, and the tone is super cold, singing my pity; Loneliness is crying, calling me to go to it, out of reach.
The day I was born, I waited. Without my gorgeous appearance and everything that should belong to children, I am doomed to be forgotten. When my parents learned that I was a woman, their faces were full of depression. I pray and shout? Didn't look me in the eye from beginning to end. I often look at the sky in a daze; Tears are singing, only you can understand. You are really funny, and you are not happy at all.
Because, why did my parents leave me and choose to live with my younger brother who is a few years younger than me? I really don't want to understand, I don't want to face it, I just want to be stupid, but God doesn't even give me a chance to be stupid. In my heart, there is unspeakable bitterness. I suddenly feel that I am an ugly duckling. They will call me home for the New Year. I think they have a bad conscience. When eating, but for me, this is a sad beauty. An unhappy person, they left me to be raised by my grandfather. As I grew older, I gradually understood why my relatives ignored me.
6. After reading "Looking Forward"
[After Reading Hope] This summer vacation, I read a good book-100 stories that touched primary school students. The story of hope touched me especially. The story is about a 6-year-old boy who was born blind and abandoned him because his parents had no money to treat him. He earns money by working with his rough big hands. Finally, one day the boy's eyes were cured, but he saw that his uncle who adopted him and tried his best to earn money to treat his eyes turned out to be blind. He gave the boy a chance to see the light again. What a noble and caring man he is! But the thought that I sometimes argue with my classmates because of some trivial matters makes me blush compared with what my blind uncle did. After reading Looking Forward, I think I should help those who need help more in the future. If each of us showed more love, how warm and beautiful the world would be! Second-year summer vacation 2005.8. 18 \ x05 \ x05 [after reading hope] essay: Everything in this world is accomplished by hope. A farmer will not peel off a corn if he never wants it to grow into a seed; A bachelor will never get married if he never wants to have children; A businessman will not go to work if he doesn't expect to make a profit from it.
7. Writing with the theme of "expectation"
Reddy, his father Lei Runmin, is a military observer of the United Nations peacekeeping force.
1996 In August, at the opening ceremony of the 8th International Science and Peace Week, a China boy read a letter he wrote to the Secretary-General of the United Nations:
"For more than two years, our whole family has been immersed in the great grief of losing their loved ones. I still can't forget my father looking back at my mother and me affectionately before boarding the plane. He said to me,' Son, I will definitely give you a blue helmet when Dad comes back.' I have an appointment with my mother. When my father wins, we will greet him with the most beautiful flowers. "
"Later, this blue helmet came back, but it was nailed to dad's coffin; We held flowers, but what we got was dad's body covered with the national flag. I shouted,' Dad, my dear dad, I'm only 1 1 years old, and I need your love, your strong hands, your broad shoulders …' However, Dad would never wake up again, and his mouth was slightly open, as if calling for something. "
The child's name is Reddy, and his father, Lei Runmin, was a military observer of the United Nations peacekeeping force and died in the Middle East two years ago. After learning the news of his father's death, Reddy was very sad and had a high fever for several days. The mother looked at her silent son and said with great grief, "Remember, son, your father died to maintain peace. He is a glorious soldier who defends world peace. " Reddy threw herself into her mother's arms and said with tears, "Mom, I'll remember." He and his mother brought back his father's urn and put it on the desk where his father studied before his death. The blue helmet symbolizing peace is placed on the urn. The father in the photo on the desk looked at him with calm and affectionate eyes as usual.
Since then, Reddy seems to have grown up at once. Like many children, Reddy is very naughty. Dad left, but Reddy became sensible. At night, he would quietly tuck his mother in. Seeing that her mother is not feeling well, he will repeatedly urge her to go to the hospital. He is very concerned about international politics and the international news broadcast by CCTV, especially the women and children who were injured in the war. He was very excited. He knows that his father died to protect these women and children, and he knows that people in many parts of the world are suffering from war. He made up his mind to love peace like his father and defend it bravely with his life. He also knows that to inherit his father's career, he must have rich knowledge, so he studies hard. He won the place in the math contest, and his composition won the prize and was published in the newspaper. In his spare time, he read through Zi Tongzhi Jian and Twenty-four History. Dad is proficient in four foreign languages, so he is competent for the complicated peacekeeping work of the United Nations. Reddy paid attention to learning foreign languages from an early age. After his father died, he worked harder. By the time he was in the second grade, his English had reached the level of sophomore.
One day, a professor from Copenhagen University in Denmark asked Reddy for directions, and Reddy showed him the way in fluent English. The professor offered to visit his home, and Reddy and his mother warmly received him. Reddy also played Chopin's piano music for the guests. The professor learned that Reddy's father died in peacekeeping operations and said to Reddy, "I'm going to invite you to study at Copenhagen University, and all the expenses will be paid by us." Reddy calmly replied, "My father told me,' Remember, you must rely on your own efforts to win success'. I want to be an excellent diplomat like my father. I will go to Copenhagen, but I will go by my own efforts. " The professor said with great excitement, "You are an excellent China boy. I believe I will see you at the Danish Embassy in the future. "
Reddy is growing up, and a child who wants to contribute to world peace is working hard. Reddy wants to be as good as his father and as strong as his mother when he grows up. He said, "I must finish my father's unfinished business."