Walking, I saw a group of people buying ice cream in front. I felt thirsty, so I squeezed into the crowd and bought one. I took a bite of ice cream. Wow!
It is really comfortable. I threw the ice cream paper from my head to my feet, and it was floating outside the trash can. I deliberately ran over to pick it up, and then I thought, forget it, it's just an ice cream paper, nothing, and I walked on.
After a while, I came to a fork in the road and saw a five-or six-year-old boy running to his mother with an ice cream. He ran and shouted, "Mom, you're here!" "He ran to his mother, with one hand delivering the ice cream to her mouth and the other throwing the ice cream paper to the ground. His mother leaned down and picked up the ice cream paper and said, "Father Land loves cleanliness as much as you do. If you get his clothes dirty, he will be angry. This environmental sanitation depends on all of us. There's a trash can over there. Mom will throw the ice cream paper into the box with you. " After that, they went to the trash can and threw the ice cream paper in.
Looking at this scene, I blushed to the neck. The behavior, words and deeds of the mother and son, like a stone, broke my inner peace. Somehow, the ice cream in my mouth is not cold at all. Not only that, but I also feel unusually hot, with nowhere to hide on my face, and my heart is like an overturned five-flavor bottle, sour, bitter, spicy and salty, which I can't tell.
In the following days, the weather continued to be hot, and waves of heat waves surrounded the city. As usual, when I was thirsty, I bought an ice cream to resist the heat. I just didn't let the ice cream paper fly with the wind, but carefully put it in the trash can. I calmly tasted the sweetness and coolness brought by ice cream.
2. Write a composition with the technique of "reverse appellation". This is my first junior high school Chinese exam. I feel that I didn't do very well in the exam. Think about my previous "fruitful achievements", and now I will fall into Sun Shan. Consciously have a wide range of knowledge, have a mind of "only knowing what's going on in the world" and think that extracurricular knowledge is "omniscient" Now this is a critical moment, and it is like an armchair strategist to fulfill the phrase "keep your troops for a thousand days and use them for a while".
It's time to announce. The teacher came over with a smile. In my eyes, this "smile" looks like a sneer at me. Facing the failure and pain in my heart, I can't seem to see a ray of sunshine in the dark. I didn't wait for the "miracle", but waited for something else.
Ah! I didn't think I was proud of my composition (I thought about it myself. If you think I can't write well, give me some advice. ) One of the passages was taken by the teacher, and it was the spear tip. Thanks to this, my score has been greatly improved. But the results still can't keep up, 84. Five points, this ... this ... this is my biggest failure.
I will work harder, strive for, strive for. ...
3. Write a composition in flashback. What shouldn't happen
I hurt my leg riding a bike and lay in a hospital bed. The monitor smiled at me with a fruit in his hand. Looking at her enthusiasm like a big sister, I felt sad for a while What happened the day before yesterday caught my eye like a movie.
What happened in the classroom the afternoon before yesterday.
"Hey, good news! Watch Star Wars in the afternoon. " The "radio director" in the class started broadcasting before entering the classroom door.
Star Wars? It is starring Ge You and Cai Ming. Can it be comedy? Great! I'm so happy.
After two classes, the monitor gave out movie tickets. It's my turn I read "God bless" in my mouth and took a picture. You see, alas, the one in the back row is really bad.
My relationship with the monitor has been very good, I gather together to her ear:
"Are we friends enough?" I stared at her and asked softly.
"What's the matter?"
"This ticket won't do. Can you change it for me? " I seem to be begging her.
"What?" She turned to look at me, "no, everyone will have opinions. If I draw well in the future, I will exchange with you. If not, I can only admit that I am unlucky. " What a business-like look.
There is no hope of changing tickets. I said to myself, "Wait till I don't punish you." I snorted heavily.
After watching the movie, I ran into the classroom first, and the monitor walked last. My seat is right in front of her. She must pass me when she reaches the top. As a result, a plan to rectify the monitor soon formed in my mind.
I pretended to study the topic with my deskmate, but one foot slipped into the aisle. The aisle is very narrow, and only one person can pass through. The monitor came in a hurry "pa!" She tripped and fell forward, and her whole body fell heavily on the concrete floor. I think it must be very painful. She blushed and struggled to get up from the ground. Her eyes were full of tears, and she looked at me in surprise. I was at a loss and bowed my head in shame.
I was immersed in the memories of guilt, and suddenly I heard the sweet voice of the monitor: "Yun, does your leg hurt badly?" I sat up nervously, threw myself into her arms and cried with a loud "wow".
Brief comments:
The central event written in this article is something that should not happen between "me" and the monitor. However, the author did not tell the story directly, but used flashback method according to the requirements of practice to make the structure of the article rich in changes. The phrase "what happened in the classroom the afternoon before yesterday" in front of the flashback part means that the flashback part is written in chronological order, and the time relationship is clearly explained. It's also natural to connect the flashback parts before and after. At the beginning, it said, "I hurt my leg riding a bike and lay in a hospital bed." The monitor smiled at me with a fruit in his hand. ..... What happened the day before yesterday caught my eye like a movie. At the end, I wrote: "I was immersed in the memories of guilt, and suddenly I heard the sweet voice of the monitor ... I threw myself into her arms and cried. "
Write a 300-word composition and satirize uncivilized behavior with irony. The wind of civilization and etiquette has been passed down for thousands of years, so China is known as "the ancient civilization" and "the state of etiquette". The working people in our country have always attached importance to moral cultivation and civility, and have a long tradition of virtue. And a modern civilized person with high quality and culture must have good manners.
Civilized etiquette can be seen everywhere, and it often happens in small things around us, but it is often ignored by us. Therefore, we should integrate civilized etiquette into real life. Civilized etiquette should pay attention to peacetime, cultivate from childhood and develop good habits.
First of all, pay attention to personal gfd, manners, speech, dress, etc. For gfd, cleanliness is required: face, neck and hands should be cleaned; Hair should be cut on time and washed frequently; Nails are often cut; Pay attention to oral hygiene and don't chew gum in public; Take a bath and change clothes often. In terms of manners, we should be strict with ourselves in standing, sitting, walking, manners and movements. The ancients had an image summary of human posture: "Stand like a pine, walk like the wind, sit like a bell, lie like a bow." Beautiful standing posture gives people a feeling of being tall and straight and spirit; Sitting posture should be correct, generous and decent; Walk chest, shoulders and arms swing naturally, and the pace is moderate; The expression should show respect, understanding and goodwill to people, with a smile; Speak sincerely and kindly, use civilized language, be concise and decent. Dress should be clean, tidy and decent, conform to students' identity, and reflect the energetic and upward style of students in the new century.
Secondly, pay attention to the etiquette in public places. Etiquette in public places includes etiquette in schools, classrooms, dormitories, theaters and other places, as well as walking, asking for directions, taking a bus and shopping. Campus etiquette is very important. In classrooms and dormitories, we should observe public order and not make noise. The flag-raising ceremony is the most solemn. This embodies the national flag of civilization and blood, which is more distinct under the encirclement of etiquette. Classroom etiquette has a great influence on teachers' teaching, which is directly related to the honor and cohesion of a class and reflects the class spirit and appearance of this class.
Third, be modest and polite. Politeness means having a modest attitude in interpersonal communication. Respecting others, respecting others and being polite are the traditional virtues of China people. Politeness and comity can get along well with others and win their respect, friendship and help. Everyone has heard the story of "Kong Rong makes pears". Four-year-old Kong Rong gave the big pear to his younger brother, but he ate the small one himself. This shows that although young, there is no lack of manners.
There is also etiquette between classmates. Etiquette is like lubricating oil, which makes rough friction disappear. If there are contradictions, do more self-reflection. Understand each other and tolerate others. ...
"Harmony is good", "approachable", "Take Qi Mei as an example", "Let dates push pears" and "feel at home" all illustrate the politeness principle. When everyone comes to this world, learning to be a man begins with being polite. In society, people are always asked to be polite. Civilized etiquette not only brings happiness and harmony to others and society, but also creates a loving environment and brings happiness and warmth to oneself. Moreover, in modern social life, when China strode to the world, civility and politeness have become an indispensable part of the investment environment and national image.
Speaking of civilized manners requires everyone to start from me and start from small things. As small masters of the country, we have the obligation to help those who have not received a good education to learn and practice civilization. Because we are rich in material life today, we need to build a high level of spiritual civilization. In this way, our country can become a civilized country, and civilization can be admired by more people.
Goethe, a famous writer, said, "A man's politeness is a mirror, which reflects his portrait." Indeed, people always judge you by your behavior. Let's all improve our sense of etiquette and pay attention to etiquette. Only in this way can we gradually develop the habit of civilized manners and become a modern civilized person with temperament, grace and education.
Just the other way around.
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5. Write a 500-word composition in flashback, and write a composition in flashback. About 500 words.
I only hide in your arms, in winter, with a faint smile on my face and her caring eyes. However, this still can't stop her from loving me, and then send me out with concerned eyes, showing endless love.
Mother's eyes always reveal infinite care, and she can't help frowning and doing it in winter? "I didn't care, and it became a series of brilliance." Every time I read this little poem by Bing Xin, it seems to remind me to be careful on the road and let me bathe in it. My mother always looks at my maternal love with loving eyes.
"mom. In my impression, in my mind, whenever I walk alone; When I was older, my mother sent me to school: "I forgot to wear it." When I put it on, I couldn't help but see my mother's face, but I knew it was painful. My mother's hand was bleeding. Once, so I don't want to listen to it, although my mother no longer watches me walk like a child. " But my mother insisted on handing me her gloves, which were soaked with thick maternal blood. However, my mother's non-negotiable eyes finally made me put on those gloves with her body temperature, which were full of maternal love. A pair of hard-working hands seem to clear the obstacles ahead for me! The wind and rain in the sky are coming! "I was very touched, my mother told me first. Her eyes sparkled with wisdom; The storm in my heart is coming and I feel extremely happy.
My mother is a middle school teacher. One wrinkle after another on her face. The bird hid in its nest and let me lie in this cradle happily, with heavy elegance. My eyes are moist. ...
Bathed in this warm maternal glow. Suddenly. When I was very young, I carried a strong maternal love; The way of "ordering" now. The north wind blew in waves, but it was not cold anyway: "why didn't I wear gloves?" I always knew that my mother's hands couldn't hold the cold wind, and she was watching me move forward on the road of life ... "
Mother's hands are the carrier of her deep maternal love. My mother's hands are rough, so I don't have to wear them. When I can go out alone, she looks back at me with my bare hands, the north wind is blowing, and my eyes and hands are connected in series. My mother wove a warm cradle for me with her deep maternal love.
6. Write a 700-word composition in flashback.
Tears rolled down my cheeks, and you picked me up and whispered, "My good baby."
It was I who touched my mother with a sincere heart.
A few hours ago, I danced with joy and finally came up with a way to make me ecstatic and accelerate my music cells. I want to give you a surprise.
Carefully take out my treasure-dolphin piggy bank, which is a gift from you, and I still can't put it down. Gently take the money out of the dolphin's stomach and count it. That's enough. I galloped downstairs, spread out my bike, hummed happily and ran to my secret "base", feeling in full swing.
"Zhi-"finally arrived, and it took me five minutes and seven seconds. Before I could catch my breath, I hurried to the store, and the boy bumped into the boss's beer belly.
"Xiaoyan, why are you in such a hurry to be reborn!"
"Uncle Zhang, come on, give me two stacks of the most beautiful star paper and a meteor bottle. Uncle Zhang, come on! "
"What did you buy these for?"
I urged Uncle Zhang to go to the store.
"Okay, okay, quick temper, girl, don't push.
"Uncle Zhang took two stacks of star paper and a meteor bottle in the shape of a maple leaf from the top shelf. I nodded with satisfaction, took out the money in my pocket, and before Mr. Zhang could speak, I held my "wish", got on the coaster and immediately hugged the wind. The wind roared past me. Goodbye, Brother Feng. I want to go home soon. Bye.
When I got home, I sneaked into my room and started my secret plan. I locked the door and took out the star paper and meteor bottle. "Hoo-"I breathed a long sigh of relief, surrounded by excitement and happiness. I wrote my blessing on every piece of paper and waved my magic pen happily. ...
Some people describe it this way: when I was a child, maternal love melted into the emulsion and sucked, sweet and fragrant; At school, maternal love is packed in a schoolbag, carrying it, heavy; When I grow up, my mother's love is hidden in the pillow, resting on it and loving it.
I want to say: I can't live without you. That's because my daughter can go to school to study hard, and you are running around when you are tired; Give everything to your daughter for a good future; I really can't live without you, because my daughter can be happy and swallow all the pain.
Thank you for bringing me into this world;
Thank you for your painstaking cultivation of me;
Thank you for making me a sensible girl.
Let me give you this gift -365 stars. I can't live without you, mom!
I hope I can solve your problem.
7. Write an article about the past in flashback. The past childhood was beautiful, naive and happy.
I think my childhood was boring. I don't go to kindergarten every day, but an article by my uncle, laughing and laughing, which reminds me of my childhood. When I was about seven years old, my parents and I went to my grandmother's house in the country for the New Year.
At noon, my sister and I are playing outside. My sister suddenly and mysteriously said to me, "I tell you, we have a custom here." "What custom?" I am very interested in this, and I have a picture in my heart: many superstitious people are jumping around together; Or dance around the fire; More Chinese charm, learn more people to burn paper for those who died today; Witches are jumping around ... "well, every year during the Spring Festival, groups of children visit relatives and friends, and they will get some candy wherever they go."
"ah? Just like begging. What a shame! Finally, my curiosity overcame my vanity, and two new footprints appeared on the road covered with thick snow. Every time I go to someone's house, I get a warm reception. It seems that they are used to it. The air is filled with strong rural enthusiasm. The initial shyness disappeared. After passing a house, we began to go home. Somehow, I remembered a fairy tale: two brothers and sisters were framed by their stepmother and wanted to throw them into the forest. Fortunately, my brother came prepared and left some grand white stones when he walked. At night, they went home ... I think.
"Sister, you go back first and I'll play for a while." "Oh."
Sister agreed. After my sister left, I went to the rice field and sprinkled candy as I walked. When I got to the rice field, I sat on the haystack and thought, this game of missing is really interesting. My mother will definitely praise me for being smart when she comes with candy.
After a long time, my mother hasn't come yet, and the whole rice field seems to be closed. I became more and more sleepy and finally fell asleep.
After a long time, someone patted my face, hehe, the right person finally came. who is it? Mom, of course, but her face is very angry. It's 65438+ October. It's snowing heavily, but her face is redder than the sun in August. "Do you know how worried we are?" "Sorry, you followed the candy!" I don't care so much, and I am delighted to ask, "Are you frozen silly? Hurry home! " Helpless, I had to go back. It turned out that my mother thought that I often came to the rice fields, and I had sent similar things before, and those sweets had long been picked up by others. What's more sad is that I don't know what's in the straw, and I'm covered in bags.
Another time, my uncle came to my house, and I told a story, "Once upon a time, there lived a little tiger in the forest …" Just as I was talking, I suddenly made a strange call of "#% … *" "What's the matter?" Uncle is puzzled. "I paid." I started making strange noises again.
In fact, when I listen to the tape recorder telling stories, I always take out the tape when I arrive, and my uncle can't laugh. The past was wonderful, but I can't go back.
8. Writing a composition in flashback has made me sensible.
Everyone's heart has its own five flavors of life-sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty, but that bitterness made my young heart tremble the most, and also made me change from a simple little girl to a sensible girl.
I am a left-behind child. Both my parents work in Beijing. When I was only seven years old, I was put in foster care with my grandparents. Whenever my parents get on the bus to Beijing after the Spring Festival, I really want to go with them, but I can't. At that time, I wanted to cry, but I thought that my parents could not bear to part with me, so I always swallowed my painful tears alone. I want my parents to leave in peace!
The day before yesterday, I really couldn't control my emotions. My feelings of parting erupted like a volcano.
That day, my parents were already packing and ready to leave. Thinking that they will leave me again today, I stood there staring at them with tears in my eyes. The damn car came and they walked to the door. When I saw that they were going to get on the bus soon, I couldn't stand it any longer. My face was in tears, and my clothes were as wet as an erupting spring.
I shouted, "Mom and Dad, please don't go. Give your daughter some time. I can't bear to let you go! "
My parents suddenly turned around, and they left their luggage and held me tightly in their arms. My mother sobbed and said, "I hate to part with you, but we still have to feed the whole family, buy you beautiful clothes and shoes, and buy medicine for grandparents." Hey, don't cry. "
"I don't want beautiful clothes or beautiful shoes, I just want you!" I hugged my mother tightly and said loudly.
My mother finally picked up her luggage and walked into the carriage with my father. Through the window, I saw my mother crying in my father's arms. I continued to cry loudly, and as soon as the car started, my hopes were dashed. I ran after the car and grandma pulled me.
Back home, I stayed in Lacrimosa for many days, and it was useless for my grandparents to comfort me.
Now that I am a sixth-grade student, I understand my mother's words better. I won't cry for parting in the future, because my parents should give me school correctly and let my grandparents live. The most important thing for me is to study hard and repay my parents' kindness with excellent results.
9. Write a composition describing the contrast between characters, my Chinese teacher.
Look, this middle-aged teacher wearing a black gabardine tunic suit, black wide-brimmed glasses and a smile is our respected Chinese teacher, Miss Chen. Teacher Chen is knowledgeable and has rich teaching experience. He is always so relaxed, lively, lively and interesting in class. We especially like listening to his composition class. His lectures are always so funny, humorous and fascinating that we are all interested. We unconsciously fell in love with composition and gradually understood the "mystery" of writing.
"Ding", the class * * * rang, and this section is a composition class. Teacher Chen strode into the classroom. Today, he is very excited. He went to the podium, smiled and said, "Students, I am very happy today. Do you know why I am happy? " We all smiled and shook our heads. Teacher Chen went on to say, "I went to the bazaar this morning and bought two old hens for one yuan." Do you think you can be unhappy? "
The students burst into laughter, and Zhang Jin laughed so hard that he couldn't even keep his waist straight. I think: Teacher Chen must be joking again. But teacher Chen said solemnly, "Really, I never lie. If you don't believe me, I will read it to you. " After that, he picked up a composition book and read it aloud. It turned out that a classmate wrote in his composition that he and his father went to the bazaar to buy chickens, and his father only paid one yuan for two big fat hens. The students suddenly realized that Mr. Chen was criticizing some students for making up their compositions regardless of the facts. Teacher Chen said: "No matter how vivid your description is and how rich your words are, an untrue article is meaningless and not a good composition." I think I often make this mistake. For example, when I used to write an autumn outing, I always wrote "Spring is beautiful, and a hundred flowers are blooming ..." After that, students always have to ponder carefully and understand deeply. What if they don't understand Naishi? ? Hi, does your thumb hurt? br & gt； Another composition class. Today, Mr. Chen, who has always been affable, suddenly dragged Jun Chen out of the door. We were all too scared to breathe. I didn't expect Mr. Chen to close the door and turn around and say with a smile, "Students, don't be nervous. Now I want to test your eyesight. " Are you familiar with Jun Chen? ""familiar! " The students answered in unison. Teacher Chen then asked everyone, "What color and style clothes do you think Jun Chen is wearing today? Are you wearing leather shoes, cloth shoes or running shoes? " Everyone was shocked by this question and no one said a word. After a while, Mr. Chen called Jun Chen into the classroom before we looked at him: he was wearing a sky-blue zipper shirt. Under the sea blue trousers, I wore a pair of liberation shoes. Teacher Chen smiled and said to us, "This is called careful observation. "Then I told a few short stories that I carefully observed, and then arranged for us to observe the campus garden. This time we looked more carefully. Every kind of flowers and plants have been deeply observed, from their colors to shapes, living habits and laws, and some people even consulted relevant reference books. Everyone wrote a better composition this time. Through this incident, we know that only careful observation can make a good composition.
This is how Mr. Chen guides our study and composition. You said, we have such an excellent Chinese teacher, can we not be happy? How can I not have a strong interest in writing?