Why do small flowers in the jungle compare with big trees? You have your own fragrance.
Why is the grass beside the stream compared with flowers? You have your own tenacity.
Books are sparks that can ignite the fire in the heart;
Books are raindrops that can nourish the desolate desert;
Books are faith and can lead the hearts of believers;
Books are cameras that can record 10 thousand years of history;
Books are sunshine, which can illuminate the road of life.
Peacock-a wonderful person, not everyone is the same as before.
Spring silkworms-industrious people, are not all intentional.
Earthworms and pioneers are not all earth-shattering.
2. Choose a composition and imitate it at night. From the small window of the turret, the enemy stared at the big reed pond in the dark. The stars in the sky seem to be immersed in water and are about to fall. Late at night, waterfowl fly and sing in the reed pond. During the day, they hide in their nests to avoid gunfire. The reed is still trying so hard to drill up, and the goal seems to be the sky.
On a clear and windy night, if people's eyes are sharper, they can see a boat coming out of the reed pond and heading southeast like reed leaves in the lake.
The curved and drooping moon floats in the watery sky.
The moon went down, and there was some rustling wind in the reed pond after midnight.
At noon the next day, the weather was very sultry. On the day of a red sun, a layer of smoke floated on the water.
There is no figure in the lake, only a group of white silky waterfowl, which also fly away from the devil to the north and fall under the big lotus leaf to enjoy the cool.
The level here is like a mirror, clear as the blue sky, and slender aquatic plants float gently under the water.
There, fresh reed flowers, a piece of unfolded purple velvet, floated in the wind. Imitation section: There are many mountains in my hometown. There are lush flowers and trees on the mountain. There are many stones in the mountains. If you accidentally step on a hard stone, you will feel very painful.
The pine trees are arranged one by one. In summer, there are many grasshoppers on the mountain. Red, yellow, purple and blue wildflowers are hidden in the thick grass.
When catching grasshoppers on the mountain, you can meet one or two rabbits, and there are jujube trees on the mountain. If you want to pick dates on the mountain, you must pay attention to whether there are snakes! We also have a small bridge there. This bridge is very wide. There are some chairs to the north of the bridge. I don't know what they are for. There used to be water under the bridge, but now there is no water. Now there is a lot of garbage in the river, which shows that people there don't care about the environment, so we should care about the environment!
3. Composition suitable for imitating my grandfather (1) In my father's eyes, my grandfather is a strict father, while in my eyes, my grandfather is a strict and lovely grandfather.
In my childhood memory, I still remember that my grandfather would scold my aunt's clothes for being too modern, that my father's way of doing things was wrong, and that my uncle's life lacked excitement and challenges ... As for me, he always smiled and said that my grandson would ... I remember that when I was in the fourth grade of primary school, I only got 85 points in the Chinese exam. At the family gathering, my father just began to blame me, and my grandfather immediately interrupted him and said, "Is 85 points still excellent?" Keep the university, it's not easy to call it 85! For me, grandpa is very tolerant, but also very strict. He can buy me the best things and allow me to play with his hair willfully, but he will never allow me to give up what I should do. When I was very young, he had planned my life path for me. These advanced plans later became the guidance for the first 25 years of my life and inspired me to complete my master's degree.
Grandpa was a college student in the fifties. Soon after he went to college, he joined the underground party, then joined the four fields and went all the way south to Hainan ... My father didn't meet his grandfather until he was six years old. In the long-term work and life, grandpa has developed a very rigorous style, meticulous in doing things, and clear about grievances. A cool breeze and clear working ideas have won him the respect of many people.
Grandpa is a diligent person. He carefully reads and studies news, newspapers and many new changes every day. Therefore, what I remember most about my childhood is grandpa's big teacup, grandpa's cigarettes and a newspaper of the day. (2) When I graduated from primary school, my grandfather was diagnosed with cancer by physical examination. After the operation, his condition improved, but he retired at home and ended his working career. At that time, the family were very worried about his health, and grandpa began to become silent and lost interest in many things.
But in those days, I became grandpa's happy medicine. As soon as my sister and I arrive, he will smile and put the fruits and delicious food prepared by his family in front of us immediately, so that we can enjoy them to the fullest ... After junior high school, my mind began to become active. Besides studying, I began to try to write some short poems to prove my talent. Dad was very angry when he learned that. He thought I didn't put my limited energy into my study, and I didn't read the poems I wrote at that time ... Dad's attitude at that time made me unacceptable. For a childhood hobby, I wanted to be recognized by my family, so I thought for a long time and decided to go to my grandfather ... When I took my "Poetry Collection", my grandfather was already very weak and half lying in bed. After reading every poem I wrote carefully, I looked up at me nervously and said to me, "this word is too ugly, but it doesn't matter." Your father's handwriting is not good. As long as you practice hard for three months, you will look better. "
I was in a complicated mood at that time, and my poor handwriting has always been a problem that I dare not face, and it is also a problem that I am desperate for myself. Before grandpa said this, I always thought that my handwriting could not be changed in my life. It was my grandpa's simple words, which told me to practice my calligraphy according to the dictionary in my college life in Russia, so that others could understand it ... After a while, my grandpa stopped talking.
"Then what shall I write? Grandpa ... "I asked eagerly. "Thinking is more active, but you don't even understand the basics of poetry."
After that, he slowly got out of bed, walked to his bookshelf, took out one of the many diaries in it, went back to bed, and turned over a page ... What caught my attention was Grandpa's fluent hard-pen notes ... "When will there be tomorrow, ask heaven for wine ..." Grandpa carefully explained this song "Fraxinus mandshurica" by Su Shi to me, and in those dozens of minutes of memories, I forgot everything. I only have this beautiful sentence that has been passed down through the ages in my mind ... After writing this poem, my grandfather felt a sense of wanting more, so he told me My Humble Room Inscription, and his story brought me between poetry and painting, which seemed to make me realize the momentum and lofty sentiments of these famous artists in those days. While I was immersed in the situation of poetry, grandpa began to cough. He closed the book gently, turned to me and said, "Please read my old diary more when you are free. There are also many good poems written by others. "
I silently walked out of grandpa's room and gave up the idea of writing poems, because I knew how ridiculous my "poems" were ... When I walked out of the room, I saw grandpa's bed with the newspaper of the day, but cups and cigarettes were no longer needed, and suddenly a feeling of heartache came from my heart ... Can grandpa only lie in bed and read newspapers? ! (3) Not long after that, Grandpa's condition deteriorated again and he suddenly fell ill at home! In order to facilitate treatment, grandpa lived in a military hospital outside the primary school. His cheeks lost a lot of weight when we stood in front of his bed. Grandpa saw us coming and said to me, "Daning, why didn't you go to school?" Go back to class and study hard. "
Say that finish tired closed his eyes, no longer speak more. Dad sent me to school, but my heart could not be calm. I really want to do something for my grandfather, and I want him to be happy in the last period of his life, even a little … There is no newspaper in the hospital, and my grandfather is so used to reading newspapers, so I will send him newspapers! I chose Wednesday afternoon when there was no class, bought a newspaper, took grandpa's favorite food, rode my bike and walked out of the house ... It was an afternoon in early spring, and it suddenly snowed heavily. When snow falls to the ground, it becomes water. My bike didn't have a fender, so it was "muddy" as soon as I rode out of the house.
It's windy Grandpa's hospital is in the suburb far outside the city. I have only been there once by car. With the memory of that time, I really don't know if I will find grandpa's hospital. But the thought of grandpa's face makes my heart boil. I have to go! As far as I can remember, this is the farthest time I rode a bike. I rode in the muddy snow for three hours and finally got to grandpa's hospital.
4. Write a composition about character description. My grandmother is 58 years old this year. She is of medium height and always likes to wear a brown coat and a green apron around her waist. Those wrinkled eyes. Whenever she smiles, she smiles from ear to ear. At this time, you can see that there are only a few "guards" left in her mouth-front teeth. My grandmother is a lovely nag. Once she nags, she never stops. Grandma's nagging is accompanied by growth, but I still like her nagging.
Although grandma likes nagging, I never hate her. Once, grandma went out shopping and came back a little late. At home, grandpa said a few words to grandma, and grandma took pains to start chanting. "Shopping today is really tired! There was another traffic jam on the road, and I finally bought so many things. You didn't help me, but I'm exhausted from making this old woman do so many things. Now that I am old, I can't do anything well. I came back late today. I wanted to come back for a hot meal, but you didn't do anything. I have to do it myself. A family can do anything, and I don't know when I will be tired!
At this time, my sister came back from school with her schoolbag on her back. I did my homework for a while and clamored to watch TV. Grandpa didn't allow me, and grandma came out to help me: "Son, you should focus on your study!" " "You are only grade three, and you have to go to junior high school, high school and university. There is still a long way to go! What should I do if I don't study hard and have no knowledge and can't go to college when I grow up? Nowadays, college students never watch TV. No wonder people study so well. Finish your homework, read books, review your lessons, do exercises, study hard, and then learn TV, do you hear? My sister had already blocked her ears tightly, and when she saw that grandma was gone, she took out the cotton stuffed inside and said, "What an old horse!" " "Grandma began to nag again when she heard this sentence. If you don't listen to grandma, you are not a good boy. There is some truth in what your Excellency said. You should listen to adults. After listening, my sister had to bury her head in the pile of books reluctantly and continue her study.
Advice when most needed is least heeded. Grandma is a little nagging, but that nagging poured her feelings for us. I hope grandma's "nagging" can accompany me all my life!
5. Provide an essay on the topic of growth, imitating a period of growth like running water, coming in a hurry and leaving in a hurry. Before you know it, it's time to change again. Around every child like me, there are joys and troubles that irrigate our growth.
Happiness and trouble are always two inseparable souls, reflecting each other. Almost all people don't want trouble to follow them. As long as they are happy, they think that there is no trouble and happiness will always accompany them. Some people feel that there is no happiness in the world and fate is always playing tricks on them. The troubles in their hearts make it impossible for them to imagine happiness. But I don't think so. The creator created two poles of things: light and darkness, black and white, justice and evil ... Only when happiness and trouble coexist can we have a regretless growth experience.
Happiness is growing, and growth is a slowly flowing stream. Quietly, we grew up. Learn to be strong and learn to be calm. At the same time, I also learned to decorate and package. As the water flies, the purity and simplicity of youth are gone forever, just as Andrew West said in "Birch Tree": In the process of birch growth, those lateral branches and old branches are always decisively abandoned in order to make use of growth. It can be said that growth is a process of change, from simple to complex, from naive to mature. Every time you shed a layer of body, pain is inevitable. Writer Liu Yong said that growing up is a beautiful pain.
Growing up is also a difficult journey. After the "sad subway", it is a winding mountain road, with a winding back and a vague front, full of thorns and flowers. Courageous pursuit, the road extends under your feet, and growth is the road.
There are many stories of growing up, including joy and sadness; The years of growth are very long, and we need to feel it bit by bit. Time will not go back, seize every second of today and tie your hopes to the colorful clouds of tomorrow. Growth is a ribbon woven by hope, connecting memories and yearning.
6. How many times have you written a sentence? How many paragraphs have you written? When the soft moonlight illuminates the field path, I often sit under the branches and weave a night dream with it.
How many times, when dew fell from the leaves to moisten the dry soil, I took a drop to wash the spots in my heart.
How many times, the ordinary pencil in my hand rolled back and forth on the paper, but I, Ceng Jing, settled down to write the swan song of life with it.
How many times have I hugged unicorns and sang when they slowly walked out of the jungle and looked around Yuan Ye to feel the breeze?
How many times, when that huge stone was pressed on my chest, I endured humiliation and persevered through the cracks;
How many times, when the storm mercilessly destroyed my body, I still hugged Mother Earth tightly and stood indomitable;
How many times, when unscrupulous wildfires fell from the sky, swept away my home and brutally slaughtered my brothers and sisters, we always believed and shouted together in our hearts-"As long as the spring breeze blows, there are green grass everywhere!" -Information "grass"
How many times, when I saw the silver thread on my mother's head, when I caressed her wrinkled face, when I touched her rough cocoon, my inner love surged like a tide;
How many times, when I was in trouble, I gritted my teeth and never gave up;
How many times, I fell, I patted the dust, stood up and moved on;
How many times in the face of criticism, I accepted it frankly;
The above is for reference, please adopt it.
7. Composition imitation, originality+imitation, the more the better, nostalgia of about 500~600 words.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming again, and our family is preparing to welcome our uncle from Beijing. As soon as he got home, he said, "Ah! I can't believe that Gao Chun is moving towards a well-off society. The roads extend in all directions, and there are flowers on both sides of the road. Every family has built a small building and lived a rich and happy life. " "Yes! Our crabs in Gaochun Gucheng Lake are famous all over the country, because they are delicious and worth remembering. The 8 th Crab Festival will be held soon! " Dad grinned and said proudly.
At noon, the table was full of tempting delicacies, and my mouth was watering. As soon as the meal started, I wolfed it down. At this time, my uncle smiled and said, "Alas! If only our parents had green vegetables when they were young, but now children are very picky and only eat these big fish and meat. " I feel ashamed to hear that.
After dinner, I will forget my uncle's words. I am chatting leisurely with my classmates on the Internet. Dad said to his uncle with emotion, "When we were young, we always liked to get together and took kicking shuttlecock and swimming as our greatest pleasure." Many toys are made of local materials. For example, water guns, paper planes, rolling iron rings | ... and then digging cicadas, fishing, skipping rope and so on. It has become a commonplace. In recent years, the reform and opening up have improved people's lives in an all-round way. Children really have everything and want to play. Today's children have the latest exotic toys, especially remote-controlled trains, cars and planes. , very realistic, endless functions. This is really amazing! "
The next day, I volunteered to be my uncle's little "tour guide" and showed him the beautiful scenery of my hometown. Ecological tour of Yinghu Taoyuan, Lin Yin Mountain Villa to Youzi Mountain, gaochun old street and Yaochi Mountain Villa ... The lakeside square built by Gucheng Lake has a beautiful environment, birds and flowers, fountains flying and the lake is crystal clear, which makes people linger. Every time I go to a scenic spot, my uncle will ask and watch it with great interest. Along the way, I saw the buildings getting higher and higher, the roads getting wider and wider, and the people's living standards really improved.
My uncle is going back to Beijing. When he left, he took his grandmother's hand and said, "I believe my hometown will become richer and richer." Next time I come back, everyone will live a happier and more comfortable life, and Gaochun's tomorrow will be better! "
Listening to my uncle's words, I am full of longing for the future of my hometown. ...