No matter in life or study, as long as you work hard, you will be rewarded. However, it is true that people often say that "many good things grind". Because through one thing, I firmly believe this sentence. In the third grade, I was still a beginner in composition, but I knew nothing about composition. As soon as I listen to the teacher explaining the composition, I will stare and my mouth will "O" and I can't understand what the teacher is saying at all. The composition at that time gave me a deep and monotonous feeling. Every time I have a composition class, I will take a nap, resulting in a kind of boredom and fear. As a result, my composition is illogical, the paragraphs are unclear, and the whole article is unclear. It's just a running account. At that time, I always complained: "Alas, the composition is really difficult to write!" " "Sometimes I can't think of any ideas by biting off the pen, and sometimes I tear up the draft over and over again, which is still not satisfactory. In this way, after a while, the composition teacher called me to the office to talk. She taught me earnestly and encouraged me kindly. I understand that if you want to write a good composition, you have to work hard and sweat. The higher the difficulty, the more challenging it will be! Don't be timid and don't sell yourself short, be full of confidence and courage! From then on, I listened carefully in class, took notes in class and asked the teacher different questions. After finishing your homework, read more extracurricular books and take more reading notes. Over time, I will be covered with ink. More importantly, I pay great attention to and observe things. When an ant walks by, I will follow it. Found a fallen leaf, I also want to pick it up and observe it; When it rains, I will also hold up my umbrella and go outside to observe the scene in the rain ... Not only that, I also insist on keeping a diary every day to record what happened that day. No matter how much homework you have, if you don't keep a diary, you will feel uncomfortable. I often ask my teacher for writing methods and trouble my teacher to point out my articles. In this way, invisibly, I fell in love with writing, which became my spiritual food and my mentor. Slowly, my writing level is constantly improving, sentences are fluent and paragraphs are clear, which is not counting. The most important thing is that I have learned many writing methods and accumulated a lot of knowledge. Write a composition easily and slowly. Not only that, I am often praised by teachers and feel the joy of success. " Many things grind "is a truth, so it has become the mantra of teachers and parents, and it has also become my cherished motto, which will always inspire me to move forward!" Comments: By using comparative techniques and combining my own experience, it is powerfully explained that today's composition kung fu comes from my usual savings!
2. My imaginary ninth grade composition, my imaginary future hometown, is copied to Google for translation.
Ah, so sleepy! "I fell on the desk, only feel dizzy, can't help but sigh. In a trance, a glittering and translucent white eagle kept flying towards me and suddenly stopped in front of me. Bai Diao smiled and asked in a heavenly voice, "Little friend, do you want to roam in the' future world' of your hometown? "I jumped three feet high, nodded at the white eagle and rode on its back. The white eagle took me to the place I just visited at the speed of light.
In the blink of an eye, we came to the "future world" of our hometown, which is a completely strange world. When I first arrived here, I was like Grandma Liu who entered the Grand View Garden for the first time, and seemed to be particularly curious about everything. Fortunately, the white statue has always been accompanied by a loyal tour guide, and finally let me appreciate the magic of my future hometown.
The traffic situation in my hometown has changed dramatically in the future. Every street has a self-regulating sidewalk, and every sidewalk leads to the door of every household. In this way, if people want to go to the street, they can reach their destination quickly as soon as they step on it. What's even more amazing is that everyone here has a super flying machine. As long as you carry it on your back and say where you want to go, it can take you to your destination accurately. Its biggest advantage is that it is driven by solar energy and does not need any fuel, thus greatly reducing environmental pollution.
Speaking of the living environment in my hometown in the future, it will be more beautiful. The ground here is made up of a special kind of floor. This kind of floor can absorb a lot of rubbish, even a little bit of paper scraps will be absorbed by the floor. So, everything here is spotless.
The river here is crystal clear, and even if you stand in the distance, you can see small fish and shrimp playing at the bottom of the river. Because every factory here has an advanced automatic sewage processor, as soon as the sewage is discharged and treated by the processor, it will immediately become pure water, which can be directly used for human consumption.
The air here is fresher. On both sides of the street and in the corner of the alley, there are lush trees everywhere, and every other road is equipped with a high-purity oxygen generator, which can continuously deliver fresh oxygen. Therefore, people can always breathe green oxygen wherever they go.
Suddenly, a big hand slapped me. I was awakened. Ah! It's dad! Where's the white eagle? Oh! It turns out that this is just a dream, a dream full of magical fantasies. After waking up, I was lost in thought: I really hope my future hometown is more vibrant than everything I saw when I wandered in my dream. How nice it would be!
The ninth-grade Chinese composition "Hometown" continued to write 500 words that year, and the spring blossoms.
"I finally came back, I don't know if he is okay ..." On the poetic Jiangnan, a canoe drifted quietly. In the sunset, a slightly vicissitudes figure became a foil on the river.
The ship landed, his feet on the homeland, breathing the familiar air. The young man felt a thin mist in his eyes. Yes, this young man made a promise that he would definitely come back, Hong Er. He couldn't help sighing in his mind. It's good to be home!
Finally, I want to meet him. He is still the same as before, as simple, as simple, as sincere …
In the distance, a vague figure gradually became clear, and finally I saw him! Zhou Hong tried to control the voice trembling with excitement. "Aquatic, is that you ..."
"Do we know this master?" The tall, thin, gray and yellow boy spoke in front of him. His face, which was supposed to be full of vigor, was forced by life and looked unusually old. Suddenly, Zhou Hong's heart was like a heavy stone. His strong heart, which has been practicing outside for many years, became fragile in an instant, causing ripples. A sense of suffocation ...
"Aquatic, I am Honger!" "Macro ..." The boy's eyes turned red in an instant, and tears for you trembled all over.
Holding back the friendly address, he struggled to squeeze out two words from his mouth. "Grandpa Hong ..." Zhou Hongzhen sighed wryly. "Do we really want to be like your father and uncle? Can't we go back? " "Well, I can't go back." After a moment's hesitation, Shui Sheng spoke. Zhou Hong turned around and stared at the river in the sunset, saying, "It used to be prosperous here, but now it is full of vicissitudes."
At night, in the backyard.
The two young people talked about wine, childhood and things after separation, but they didn't mention the future …
Yes, I can't go back.
4. Imagine yourself writing a topic and continuing to write articles. Yellow Sunday is the morning of April 7, which is Sunday. I can't help but be surprised when I open the curtain.
I see the sky outside is not as blue as before, and the sun is not as bright as before. Those tall buildings in the distance are as dim as a mirage.
Under the influence of the sandstorm, people in the building lit the lights to illuminate themselves. The boundary between heaven and earth is not so clear, but muddy yellow.
People in the street are armed to the teeth, covered with headscarves and covering their mouths. I'm afraid that sand will enter my respiratory tract.
As soon as you walk out of the house, the smell of sand comes to your face, and a gust of wind blows, feeling the sand hitting your face, big and small. Suddenly, my clean face was painted with a layer of khaki glaze, and my face was dressed as an aboriginal face. I looked down, and the earth was dressed in khaki.
After a while, it began to snow again. Many people are very happy. They think snowflakes are white and beautiful.
But they were wrong. Today's snowflakes fall on people like bombs, blowing up "yellow flowers" one after another. It's embarrassing.
I was "bombed" like Xiaoyan. Today's scene makes people once again see the consequences of destroying the environment.
Under the reminder of the disaster, people have realized that it is urgent to follow the laws of nature and care for our living environment. I believe that with the continuous progress of science and technology, through the continuous efforts of all mankind, planting trees, protecting the environment and maintaining ecological balance, the frequency of disasters will gradually decrease.
The beautiful face of the earth will reappear before our eyes! Humans, there is only one earth. I love the earth and the home where we live. Love her green mountains and green waters, love her green grass and blue sky ... I play and laugh with butterflies in the fragrant flowers in the field; In the lush forest, I chase and sing with birds; Early in the morning, I went for an outing in Yuan Ye with light steps. The mist filled the air, like a piece of white gauze floating gently in the air.
Sucking the flowers and enjoying the sunshine bath, I am intoxicated in this ecstatic dream; In the evening, I sat in a farmhouse with fragrant rice, looking up at the bright stars and listening to cicadas and frogs, as if I were in a fairy tale kingdom. In spring, I sit on the back of a cow and listen to the pastoral melody and melodious flute on the endless grassland.
In summer, I sat in a boat, paddled the green lake, and watched the seagulls skim across the vast lake lightly; In autumn, I stand under the tree, expecting the golden leaves to fall one by one; In winter, I stand at the window and admire the snowflakes flying in the air. My heart is drunk in this picturesque fairyland! Once upon a time, people hacked and hacked, destroying the ecological balance of nature.
Dunes have swallowed up thousands of hectares of fertile land, floods have destroyed lovely homes, and nature's revenge has embarrassed mankind. Meishuixi once said that there would be no human beings without nature, which is the simplest truth in the world.
Blindly plundering and conquering nature will only destroy the ecosystem and bring mankind to the brink of difficulties. This sentence is absolutely true. People don't give face to nature, and nature certainly won't give people a way back. In fact, the flood in 1998 and the sandstorm in 2000 were both warnings issued by nature to human beings.
Once upon a time, people arrested and killed indiscriminately, which made human friends suffer greatly. "There are no birds in a hundred mountains, and there are no footprints in a thousand paths", which is the truest portrayal of the consequences of killing animals.
From the bear injury of college students to the crazy hunting of fools, will humans also point their guns at themselves? Remember, protecting animals means protecting ourselves. Once upon a time, the outbreak of war left our planet devastated.
Although the mushroom cloud over Hiroshima and Nagasaki has dissipated for more than half a century, it is still barren. Therefore, peace is an important prerequisite for environmental protection of all mankind.
I can't imagine how miserable the world will be if we continue like this. Nothing grows on the ground, the sky is full of dust, and human beings will become piles of bones in the scream of the devil. At that time, we could only say that man once belonged to the earth, but the earth will never belong to man again.
Gu once said that every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. The historical responsibility of protecting the environment and maintaining ecological balance should fall on our cross-century generation.
Let's all care about nature, love the earth, hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, heart to heart, and build a green levee to defend resources, environment, the earth and our beautiful home! In 2050, we can live on any planet. My parents and I live on Jupiter, which consists of three parts: Happy City, Ocean Country and Fruit Garden. We lived in a happy city at first. Wow, the earth is a giant spring bed. Let's dance, dance, dance, it's really interesting. I learned how to jump on a spring bed. Oh, my God, I jumped into the sky. "Ah", I opened my mouth wide, and when I fell down, my mouth was full of cream. I tasted it carefully. Hey, it's delicious! So the sky is made of cakes! When I came to the paradise of "a family of three", my mother went into the "vegetable door" to learn to cook. Back on earth, I saw the "Jupiter dish" that my mother learned to cook.
Dad entered the dentist's door, "because dad shouted all day, either his mouth hurts or it itches here." Now that he's well, he doesn't have to cover his ears to listen to him anymore. " Take me for example, I have entered the sea of books. What is a sea of books? This is an ocean of books. I can sit there reading all day, and I can't finish reading it, because when you finish reading a book, the robot will bring ten new books.
So we lived in Happy City for two years. Then we came to the ocean country. Wow, that's weird. A shrimp soldier said, "Welcome to this country!" "I stuffed each of us with a string of mussel pearls and left. Let's take a closer look. What a big pearl, I was silly and shouted: Didi, Didi. Just then, gongs, drums and firecrackers sounded, and the Dragon King was invited out, followed by Yincui gorge.
Then we came to the fruit garden. Wow, the fruit house is so magnificent! The fruit man invited us to live in the "fruit villa", which is really beautiful, with banana sofa, apple table, watermelon rocking chair and pomegranate lamp! Fruit.
5. Continue to write the sequel to this imaginary composition: The content is as follows: "What sound? I was sleeping ... "He growled angrily and got into bed. Suddenly, he recovered … suddenly sat up, breathing with trembling rhythm, staring at the door with fear. . . "Knock, knock, knock" continued unhurriedly. . . He winced out of bed and tentatively hid behind the door. His right hand clenched the cold handle, and he took a deep breath and jerked it with his lips and teeth. . . The knock on the door stopped abruptly at this moment. . . Outside.-Nothing.
His detector looked around and found nothing. He closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief. He thought it was an illusion when he slept just now. As the last person on earth, he is under a lot of pressure, maybe a little too sensitive. He went back to bed easily, and when he was sleepy, his nerves suddenly tightened quickly. "Knock, knock, knock. . "The line of sight of panic on the door. . . At this time. . . The door opened. . .
6. Find two short articles to continue writing (see the requirements below). Continuation is to write a story with clear center, healthy content, credibility, complete events and coherence according to the beginning of the article provided, and the theme of the story must be healthy and meaningful. Generally need to continue: you must think along the beginning of the story, which is unshakable. The center of concentration. When conceiving a story, the imagination must be reasonable and the plot must be coherent. The steps to continue writing are generally to determine the center first, then conceive the story according to the center, and then you can write. The trick is to keep writing good articles. The little author looked at the family photo of Huang Xing from the article on the wall and suddenly thought of it. He remembered the origin of the family photo: it was because he was separated from his parents when he was 5 years old. The article was taken when the police uncle sent him home. This is the reason why the article is unique. Because of the insertion of this memory, it laid the groundwork for the activities of the following characters: Dad will change his mind because he loves his son as much as his own life. In addition, there are two wonderful strokes in the article. The article closely revolves around the clue of "family portrait", the strategy comes from family portrait, and the ending is the teacher's "family portrait" photo, which makes the article seamless. True and credible. Tip: The sequel is taken from Children's Story, and the article is published in Children's Story. "Huang Xing, a small family in Huangjia Village, Xin 'an Township, originally had a warm home. But I don't know when my father became addicted to gambling tables, often staying out late at night and people became moody. My mother is very helpless and looks sad all day. On New Year's Day, my mother wants to take her family to my grandmother's house to pay a New Year call. Dad slipped out to build the Great Wall again. Mother lost her temper at the empty house and couldn't help crying and saying, "Thousand killers, you don't want this home, and I don't want it ..." Huang Xing, 12 years old, hid in a corner without saying a word as usual, and he was really afraid that he had no home. What should I do? Looking at the family photo on the wall, Huang Xing suddenly had a plan ... "(Playing Huang Xing suddenly had a plan. Yes, he ran away from home. He remembers that when he was five years old, he went shopping with his mother and got separated. His parents were very anxious. They searched all over the streets. Finally, the police uncle sent him home, and the police uncle took their family photos. But now ... Huang Xing thought: I want to run away, take this family photo and sound the alarm for my father. Huang Xing took off his family photo and left. Then go to the teacher and ask for his advice. Huang Xing picked up a pen and wrote: "Dad, Mom: My son is missing. He longs for the warm home he once had. Dad, if you can find a warm home for your child, you can tell him on the village radio that his son will come back. I look forward to your call. Goodbye! I have a family photo with me. "At noon, Huang Xing's father came home and found Huang Xing's note. Suddenly he shouted, "son, mom, my son is gone!" " "What what! What did you say? " "Our son is gone!" Huang Xing's father shook the note in his hand and said. Huang Xing's mother burst into tears again: "You killed thousands of people, and you still gamble, gamble, gamble, and you have to gamble away this family. "It doesn't matter if you cry, the neighbors are panicked. Everyone came to persuade them. Finally, the village party secretary Huang Zhengdao calmed down. He said: "Keep the change, Huang Xing didn't say, as long as you are broadcasting. "He will be back soon. Now it's up to you to give your child a warm home. " While eating, Huang Xing's father kindly called out, "Huang Xing 'er, come back. Dad will definitely give you a warm home and never gamble again. The whole village heard what dad said, so you can come back at ease! "Huang Xing went home with a family photo, and his parents happily held him around." Click ",the light flashed, and the teacher who accompanied Huang Xing home left this unforgettable moment for them.
7. Use your imagination and continue to write stories. As a result, the little monkey lost and looked up with his eyes open. The little monkey envied them very much. This song is called Ten Thousand Reluctances.
Stone monkeys are in the mountains, animals have animal language, and tigers and leopards are in groups. The little monkey blew an ugly voice and was jealous. "
The crow blew out a beautiful song. "When awarding the prize, all the monkeys asked him how it was inside, but it was a waterfall, a flying spring, 1, and he drank a stream.
There are many stone tools, which are annoying. It took part in the running race again. Let's follow the stream to find the source and hide the word "stone" "The little monkey read the composition of the little rabbit and said that all monkeys are called the stone monkey' Chitose King'.
The stone monkey jumped out of the curtain and gave birth to a fairy cell: "Your handwriting is so ugly." It must be terrible for a crow to blow his horn, but he went to a mountain stream to take a bath. When the writing competition came, the little monkey broke the rules because the little monkey couldn't play the trumpet. The useless monkey king came to participate in the annual animal contest, grabbing pots and bowls one by one. The little goat blocked the little monkeys and the monkeys played for a while.
So, he will jump while walking and look around. The little monkey didn't notice that he was overtaken by the little goat. He just blew "What did you write at the beginning?" The stone monkey called him in, and the little monkey pushed the child away and passed by! It's good inside. Rabbits and monkeys took part in the game.
The events of the competition include writing a composition and running across the finish line before it: "I don't know where this water is." It occupied the kitchen as a bed and closed the bridge door. Everyone is happy, and the stone monkey is enthroned. On the top of that mountain.
Let's start the game. As the old saying goes: "You run with envy; Stay under the cliff at night and play the trumpet.
There are crows and monkeys playing trumpet games. Accompanied by wolves and insects, I jumped over the bridge and ate vegetation. I saw a stone tablet engraved with "Huaguoshan Blessed Land." All the monkeys said.
He jumped into the waterfall spring and exploded in one day. Jump over the middle of the bridge to find fruit.
Said the little monkey. Its stone is very big.
The little monkey said happily that it was very hot. "The game begins, Yue Guo Huashan.
Tutu read the monkey's composition and said that there was land overseas, and Tutu won. Jump into the curtain.
Water under the bridge. After a while, the rabbit finished writing, until the source, proudly came to China! The referee said, "How deep is the water?" The little goat won, the roe deer was his friend, and the little monkey soon caught up with him. There is a famous mountain in Ole, which immediately surpassed the little goat. Macaques and apes are related, and I won.
Hearing this, the monkeys heard that there was an iron bridge, and all the animals in the forest were relatives, so they worshipped him as king. The three of them said to the little monkey together. Stone monkeys can do anything! "2, the little monkey didn't finish writing, the crow said!" They climbed up the hill along the stream and laid a stone egg.
Monkeys say that whoever has the ability to enter the cave to find water will not hurt his body. Because the stone egg turned into a stone monkey when it saw the wind, it made "water curtain cave" its home. Little monkey is not convinced? The stone monkey said there was no water.
The game started, rushing through the cave and flowing out backwards. It is said that the Monkey King was born a long time ago. He took part in the trumpet competition. Since then, the little monkey and the little goat have been running! "It's time.
One day, it was really nice to hear: "I came here first, because there is a fairy stone, so my name is the Monkey King. See the spectacular water flow, no water.