Enjoy learning
Now everyone's life is very happy and they enjoy a lot of happiness. It is happy to set off firecrackers and fireworks with friends; It is happy to sit under the covers and watch wonderful TV programs; It is very happy to put on brand-new clothes and go shopping and sightseeing with my parents. Many students also find happiness from playing games; From the noisy and joking with my classmates, I found happiness; You found happiness from making snowmen and having snowball fights … but did you find happiness from your study? In fact, learning is also a source of happiness and endless fun. Through my own thinking and research, I have overcome a math problem. Isn't this happiness? Isn't it happy that a fragment is recited by you through hard work? An excellent composition has been published in the press. Will you be unhappy? When you taste the joy of learning and enjoy the joy of success, you will feel how interesting learning is!
Chen Jingrun was a great mathematician. He immersed himself in calculation and research in a hard environment, and gained endless happiness in boring and magical mathematics. Finally, he got the Goldbach conjecture, the jewel in the world mathematics crown.
Of course, the happiness of learning is based on hard work. Without the previous suffering, you can't get the happiness later. Only by suffering first can we get happiness later. You can't get something for nothing in your study, and you still expect swan meat to fall from the sky. Remember, "the blade comes from sharpening, and the plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold."
This semester we are facing the graduation exam, which is short in time, tight in time and heavy in task. Only from the beginning, without any slack, can we achieve satisfactory results at the end of the period. Professor Zhu Yongxin said that as long as you act, you will get something. Act quickly and enjoy the harvest.
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Enjoy reading.
Reading can increase your knowledge and broaden your horizons; Reading can understand things and enhance ability; Reading can cultivate temperament, make people learn to be human and do things along the ladder of books, and climb one scientific peak after another. Strive for continuous transcendence and Excellence.
"Reading is beneficial, but reading is beneficial" has been common sense since ancient times. If everyone wants to climb the mountain of knowledge, the higher the scenery in front of him, the deeper he will be. Knowledge is the only way for human beings to progress, civilization and development. Books are the crystallization of predecessors' labor and wisdom. They are the source of our knowledge. If we want to be smart, we should read more books and study hard.
Reading can not only broaden our horizons, increase our knowledge, cultivate good self-study ability and reading ability, but also further consolidate all kinds of knowledge learned in class, improve our reading ability and composition ability, and even be of great help to the study of various subjects.
Our knowledge system is gradually established through autonomous learning in and out of class. Reading is an important way to collect and acquire knowledge. The knowledge we learn from the class is not very specific, easy to understand, and needs to be digested before it can be absorbed. A lot of reading can integrate what you learn in class with what you get in extra-curricular books, complement each other and form a "three-dimensional" and solid knowledge system until your ability is formed.
Reading plays an important role not only in our study, but also in our moral quality and ideology. "A good book can affect a person's life." This sentence makes sense. We all have our own heroes or role models, such as soldiers, scientists, teachers, heroes and so on. These patterns that we worship or learn to imitate can also be understood by reading various books. When reading, we will subconsciously compare our thoughts and behaviors with the characters described in the book, thus improving our ideological consciousness and moral quality invisibly.
The famous Soviet educator Suhomlinski put it well: "If a student's intellectual life is limited to textbooks, if he feels that his task has been completed after finishing his homework, then he can't have his own special hobbies." Every student should have his own life in the world of books. Take reading as your own pleasure.
Some students may say: With so much homework to finish, do you have time to read? In fact, as long as you are willing to make time to study, you won't worry about not having time. As the great writer Lu Xun said, "Time is like water in a sponge. As long as you are willing to squeeze, there is always something. " He just spends all his time drinking coffee and chatting with others. Finally, Lu Xun wrote many good articles and made great achievements that attracted worldwide attention. We can spend some time reading during lunch break, after school and holidays. One hour a day, every little makes a mickle.
2. Write a composition about the winter scenery and write a 650-word imitation of the fun of winter.
Grandpa Dong came to our side in a hurry with Mr. Qiu's class. It brings the biting wind and the scene of dead branches freezing, which makes us feel that winter is coming!
It's foggy in the morning. The milky fog hangs over the earth, and there is white everywhere. Walking on the road, you can't see the figure clearly dozens of steps away; From the dense fog, you can only vaguely see the buildings and trees in front. In the fog, I heard the car, but I couldn't see the figure. Only the headlights are blinking like eyes.
The cold brought by winter is everywhere, even when there is no wind on a sunny day, it is dry and cold. Bare trees stood piteously on both sides of Jiang Bin Road, and the once vibrant grass finally failed to support and withered. The little flowers on the grass also fell asleep. The north wind is blowing, and young trees are struggling in the cold wind; The grass crawled on the ground as if afraid of the sudden cold wind.
In such cold weather, you can also see some strong people who are not afraid of the cold wind. In front of the national flag station on campus, the green figure is flashing. Those are rows of slender cypress trees. In the cold winter, they are so rich and green and full of vitality. On the road by the river, many cycads are planted. Its long and narrow leaves shine green in severe winter, adding greenery to white winter and embellishing the cold winter.
The early morning in winter is very lively. In Jiang Bin Park, people who exercise can be seen everywhere. In the vast fog, the figure kept shaking. Young people dress like athletes and are full of energy. They are running and jumping, full of energy and blood. The old people also went out of the house, reaching out on the grass, kicking and jumping, radiant. Although they are old people, they exercise like young people, and they fight the biting cold tenaciously. Look over there, even seven or eight-year-old children are exercising decently with adults. They were panting and their heads were steaming. Look, what a vibrant winter!
I like winter because it can temper people's will and make them stronger. You finally came in winter!
3. Imitate a composition of more than 600 words. Imitate the composition of grade one to grade two. Imitate the original text casually. August 7, 2009.
The summer camp finally started, and I was excited for a long time. Today, we went to our destination-Lingxi by bus.
After the opening ceremony, we will visit the bee garden along the landscape lights. At first, we were all very excited. Someone sang, and everyone was talking and laughing, which was very strong. Every time we pass a village, the old coach stops to cheer the group up and sing. The sixth team is not far behind, and the songs are one after another, and the sound is very loud. Everyone is very happy. After about a kilometer's journey, we arrived at the first rest point. After all, we have never traveled such a long distance before, so we sat down wearily. The accompanying school reporter also interviewed us, and a boy walked away shyly.
In this way, we laughed and walked all the way, and the rest next to me were locals. So he became our "guide" along the way, and he could tell us exactly how many hotels and several new houses were nearby. Every time his tenor is always a blockbuster, sometimes it makes Zhu Wei turn around, which is very funny. Finally, we arrived at the bee garden and ended the life of the bees.
In the evening, all activities were cancelled because of the rain, but we still couldn't stop our enthusiasm for collective life. Although the day is tired and bitter, we still can't sleep. We kept whispering to each other until the coach came to inspect me. I was still very excited and refused to sleep for a long time.
2009.8.8
Today is the second day of the summer camp, and we started the most abundant day. At nine o'clock in the morning, we began to climb the mountain. We talked and laughed all the way, and the songs echoed in the valley. We collect specimens in the morning, pack jiaozi on the mountain at noon and cook by ourselves. When jiaozi was wrapped, everyone was in a hurry. Every bag looked like a steamed stuffed bun. In the afternoon, we started a fishing competition. As soon as we went in, the fish ran around and didn't catch any. At this time, coach Wang said, "No one is allowed to have dinner unless he gets wet." Everyone reveled and had a water fight. In the evening, the bonfire party cancelled due to rain yesterday was held as scheduled. With us were teachers and students from Railway Primary School, and Sashido became lively. Outside the door, on the window, there are villagers who come to watch. With the leaders in place, students came in one after another.
First, six teams performed programs respectively, mostly singing. Only our team has a unique style and put on a good show. Even their teacher is interesting. They beat cats and mice, twisted their waists, shook their left hands and stretched out their right hands, which made us laugh. The students of the first primary school also performed a cheerful duet, and the childish voice made people happy. They also performed a chorus.
Next, the students "showed their magical powers" and Wang Jiajun of our team jumped up. At first, his voice was very low, as if writing a background for a touching story. The later, the faster the voice, the higher the tone, and the sudden end, as if a touching story had a happy ending. A classmate's words are even more interesting, saying that he would like to present a song "Brothers" to his male compatriots. What about the female compatriots? Sisters? Don't! "I can't sing my sister, I can't sing my mother, and I can't sing my sister. Come and sing love when I die. " Finally, everyone fainted by quoting the classic sentence "Aha" from Xiao Shenyang.
Happy times are always so short. Soon, the party ended. Under the guidance of our tutor, we sang "The Same Song" and "Unforgettable Tonight" and spent this unforgettable night.
2009.8.9
Today is the last day. We want to make solar cars and helicopters to tell everyone to protect the environment. We were reluctant to leave, but we got on the bus leading to school. Instructor Cao, who likes excitement, naturally won't miss this opportunity: "Instructor Li didn't sing at the bonfire party yesterday", "Yes", "Let him give us a piece", "Yes", "You can sing whatever I say" and "Yes!" When I tell you to sing, you sing. You can sing. Dishonorable. The instructor's humorous words amused us at once. Li, our instructor, got up and sang a few words. As a result, instructor Cao said, "There are two Li in our car, and they call that one to sing. As a result, this one sang again. You must sing this time. " Under the booing of the classmates, the instructor Li also sang, and I couldn't help admiring the eloquence of the instructor Cao.
At about 4 pm, we arrived at the school, ending the three-day journey, ending the three-day struggle and happiness, leaving precious wealth in life.
4. Love is a silent flower, and 650 words of love is a quietly blooming flower.
Fine snow falls gently, touching lips and teeth, singing touching music. Looking back on the disaster a few years ago, I feel that there is a shallow flower of love blooming quietly on the snow. ...
That day, I flipped through the newspaper and looked at those bleak pictures, as if something was blocked-such a natural disaster really happened in Wenchuan not far away. Looking at the tender bamboo that was once green and hollow, looking at the broken middle of the building with a solid foundation, and looking at the compatriots on the land of China who have experienced human catastrophe, my heart is full of loneliness. ...
Why did such a tragedy befall innocent people? Why, children my age have become victims of disaster! Time and time again, only tragedy is cold and relative. I quickly turned to the next page and finally saw a ray of sunshine projected on the unknown land. Singing seems to purify the soul-"life and death are inseparable, where does your dream fall?" Thinking that life goes on, the sky has lost its beauty, and you are waiting for your dream to stand up tomorrow. Your cry is engraved in my blood, and I will wait for your news for a few seconds. I believe that life is endless, and I pray with you.
What a beautiful and touching sentence! With the smell of sunshine, love and great love ... "Wenchuan! Where are you? Dear compatriots ... where are you? We have to find you! Find you! Looking for you! "
5. The composition "A Little Thing" in Grade One is a parody of "Walking", with 650 words. The title is self-painted. This article describes the deep love between three generations. The author doesn't cover everything, but shows his deep affection by walking this little thing. Think about it and give a reference.
I haven't gone for a walk with my mother for a long time. I was locked in a room and a cage of knowledge.
I always look out of the window. Although it is winter, it is as light and free as spring, so I decided to go out and relax, and more importantly, get a warmth. ...
The sun is warm and soft, the sky is blue and pure, and countless green leaves shake and dance in the air like countless transparent little palms. Is this the joy of life? That's the continuation of life, right? The river flows gently and brightly, and the grass on the shore is greener and the flowers are redder, as if they were also glad for the arrival of my mother and me.
Facing everything around me, I suddenly feel the meaning of life and appreciate the gift of life. My mother and I walked arm in arm in the field. How familiar I felt this action! When I was young, my mother helped me like this. I can't help but feel deeply. There is one of the most precious things in my heart, and that is maternal love. The moment when my mother wiped my forehead with alcohol cotton when I was sick; My mother repeats monotonous and simple actions when she washes my clothes; When my mother explained English questions to me in detail … how many days and nights, how many minutes Mom has really paid too much for me!
I feel a kind of inexplicable sadness in my heart. I saw the fine crow's feet carved on my mother's forehead. I saw the sparse white hair on my mother's head. I took my mother's slightly old hand and thought about how many hairs my mother had turned white for me! There are some wrinkles for me!
I hold my mother's warm hand, and my heart is warm. I hope that time will be fixed at this beautiful moment. But after all, time is running out. My mother and I walked for more than half an hour, then turned and walked to the path home. ...
I shouted in confusion, "don't go, stay a little longer!" " "I suddenly looked up, I was still stuck in the ocean of problems ... It was more than 5 o'clock in the morning, and my mother had already got up. I said to my mother, "Let's go for a walk! " "
I have opened the inner shackles, holding my mother's hand, step by step out of the door, towards …
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6. It's something like this::: Every Sunday at noon 1 until 7 pm, Flaubert always has guests. Turgenev, Zola and Dodd all came to Flaubert's home. At this moment, the doorbell rang, and Flaubert immediately covered up the things on the table and went to open the door himself. Flaubert, the teacher of this guest, was very surprised this time. Teachers and students who haven't seen each other for several years embrace each other affectionately. Flaubert took Mo Bosang into the living room, and all the people in the hall greeted Mo Bosang warmly. Of course, as a junior, Mo Bosang responded politely. Turgenev said to Mo Bosang seriously, "Do you want to know my creative experience? That is to go deep into human life! Everyone is living, but only a few people are familiar with life. As long as you catch him, he will be interesting. Ha ha! This is what Goethe said, but it is very appropriate to encourage you with this sentence. " Zola took it and said calmly and gently, "I think the success of Balzac and Stendhal is mainly due to the works written by these writers, which combine their personalities with the personalities of the characters and things to be described, so they are enthusiastic and excited." Mo Bosang smiled and nodded. Flaubert said kindly to Mo Bosang, "I don't know if you have any talent. What did you bring me? Mo Bosang, listen carefully. In this way, they told Mo Bosang their creative experience in one sentence. It is already late at night, and they are still talking about it with great interest. It was originally named after you.
7. The composition in spring imitates 650 words in the first lesson on the first day. Spring hasn't gone yet, and summer has arrived in a carriage with wind. As night falls, a bright moon hangs high on the branches, and the clouds drag carefully for fear that the moon will be submerged in the water.
The cool light wandered in the air, stretched and stretched, and even reached into the window, waking me up in bed. I don't want to sleep anymore, so I stand on the lake and watch the moon in the south of the Yangtze River alone.
The icy moonlight fell on the lake, making it spray. The microwave oven awakened the sleeping lotus. She rubbed her relaxed eyes, casually stretched herself and unfolded a graceful posture. The budding lotus beside me finally opened my eyes and blossomed in the wind. In this way, a little quiet beauty quietly awakened the quiet night ... At this moment, everything was immersed in this quiet moonlight, and only for a moment, I felt that I had become a lotus flower, blooming in this bright moonlight. When the cool wind blows gently on my face, the fresh and elegant fragrance will flow through my face like running water, and then I will walk on the leaves in the lake to the ocean …
Looking around, rolling mountains stand on the lake like animal ridges. The village in the distance is faintly visible. Shan Ye is full of bright moonlight, but there is no place where water meets the sky. Perhaps, water and nature are one.
At the moment, the lake is as calm as a mirror. The wind stopped quietly in the tree, the clouds stopped wandering and everything was quiet again.
I turned to go back by boat. ...
"Drop"-I don't know when the lotus bent down and "answered"-a tear of the night rolled down and broke the mirror. Then, the melancholy of the night kept falling in the sky. A drizzle came unexpectedly and cast a hazy veil over Jiangnan.
Intermittent rain, such as ox hair and silver needles, gently wet the side face of the lotus, the tiles on the eaves and the sultry air.
Seeing this scene, I stood up again, took out the bamboo flute between my clothes and my skirt, stood on the boat and played the song of farewell to spring. The ethereal flute sounds high and low, and it flows to the distance intermittently with the clear water. The rain has stopped, and it's time for spring to leave.
The last flute never stops, and so does the last "tick". Spring is gone and the wind is full of summer. Willow waved goodbye to spring, and orchids in the forest wet their scarves and bid farewell to spring like night.
Everything is calm again. Dawn is coming, and soon the silence will be broken by a loud crow. I returned to the original house by boat, feeling:
"Last night, Jiangnan lake scenery, only cherish one view of its beauty. A drizzle comes unexpectedly. How do you know it's tears of parting in spring?
8. Ask for an imitation composition (600 words). Lonely moon in the air, lotus in the water and plum in the corner. ? Lightness is an open-minded mind and a feeling born from dust. ? The taste is light, and the taste is "the heart is as wide as the sun and the moon", "the lonely moon wheel in the sky" and "building a house is human, but there are no horses and chariots". ?
Light is the tranquility of "moonlight in the pine forest, crystal stone in the stream", the idyllic leisure of "cold moon in the willow shadow, a few piccolo", the swimming of Zhuang Zhou, the rambling of Ji Kang, and the beautiful wife and crane of Lin Hejing. ?
I like to be close to nature, listen to the sounds of nature, feel the feelings of heaven and earth, stand by the lake, listen to the clear spring of the mountain stream, watch the butterfly dance among flowers, watch the cycle of the four seasons, enjoy the light life, enjoy the company of white clouds and cool breeze, be friends with the phoenix tree, and walk with the small bridge. ? The prosperity of the world has blurred the eyes of too many people, but in fact, we can't blame others. Looking at the flowers in the fog and the moon in the water, can you explain the vagaries of this world? So they were disappointed, miserable and unable to extricate themselves. At this time, I just want to say to such a person: why don't you read the light and taste her charm, so that you won't be so depressed. ? If you are friendly with your friends, you can get rid of the thunderbolt, live under the cross gate, listen to the sound of silk and bamboo, touch your pillow and be an idle person in the world. If you are a light friend, you can stand still in the courtyard and look at the Leng Yue outside the window. It feels clear and bright, but it is not desolate. Listen to the chirping of autumn insects outside the wall, which only means being close, but not feeling bleak. Make friends with lightness, and you can live a quiet life in your heart. Watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, watching the clouds rolling in the sky, being shocked and unwilling to stay. ?
Taste is light, we should understand that real light is not indifference, passivity, affectation or deliberate carving. It is leisurely, unpretentious, with breathtaking power but not wanton publicity. It is a confession in the depths of the soul, an emotional accumulation, a blend of body and mind and nature, a feeling of returning to nature, and a state of mind of returning to nature. ?
Read the lightness and the true meaning of life. ? Read the feeling of lightness, the rhyme of lightness, and the realm of lightness. ? Light taste, high quality, infinite heaven and earth.
9. Imitating the 650-word composition "Step by Step, Step by Step", formerly known as "A Lesson on the Cliff", the author morton hunt (America) was selected as a junior one Chinese student, mainly writing about Little Hunter's cowardice. Once, he climbed a cliff with his partner, because he was afraid, he couldn't climb up or down.
Not coming. Jerry led his father to find him and encouraged him to step down. Hunter's confidence increased greatly. He climbed down step by step and finally escaped. The author wrote through an incident that happened to him that no matter what danger he encountered.
As long as risks and difficulties are divided into small difficulties and then these small difficulties are solved, a big difficulty will be solved.
Know the center of this article: there are many difficulties in life that cannot be solved, but as long as they are divided into small problems, they will eventually succeed.
It's good to know this. Write a narrative, just choose a topic with some inspiration.