1. 500 imitation essays on my childhood in the second volume of the eighth grade
My childhood
Childhood is like a golden field, filled with the joy of harvest. Joy, laughter, and intoxicating fragrance.
Childhood memories are like those golden ears of rice. I will choose the most beautiful one to share with you.
I remember when I was a child, I went to my aunt’s house. At that time, my aunt's family had a dog, and I often used tree branches to move it here and there to tease the dog. Once, for some reason, the dog started barking wildly as soon as I got close, which scared me so much that I sat on the ground and cried. Grandma heard it and ran over quickly to drive the dog away. "Go! Go! You beast!" The dog barked even louder. Grandma kicked her, but was bitten by the dog "Ah Wu". My grandma still has scars from dog bites on her legs.
I remember when I was in first grade, I carried a newly bought schoolbag, used new stationery, looked at the newly issued books, made many friends, faced the teacher’s smile, and started my study career. .
The most unforgettable thing was when the school held a relay race. As soon as I came on the stage, my heart started to beat faster. I was afraid that I would fall behind, and the baton in the hands of my classmates was approaching me. I couldn't help but sweat on my hands. It's my turn! I took the baton and ran as fast as I could, forgetting about my opponent and myself. "Ka!" I tripped over a stone and my hands bled from rubbing them. My classmates all sweated for me. I shook the dirt off my body and endured the pain. At this moment, I was half way behind and felt desperate. But thinking of the cheers of my classmates and the honor of Class 6, I felt strength surge in my heart. I ran fast again and finally crossed the finish line.
Childhood is golden and beautiful. The childhood memories are like pearls inlaid in my heart. I will never forget them. 2. Eighth grade students: Excerpt 600 words and copy 600 words
Friendship is knowing each other
Friendship is knowing each other. When you are in need, my friends have silently come to you before I tell you. His eyes and heart can understand you, and he can even hold your thin arms with his hands. Because of friendship, you will not feel alone in this world.
Of course, a person can also look down upon suffering and stand tall in the world. But we have to admit that in the face of hardships and hardships, a person's will can be very strong, but his methods are limited and his strength will also be limited. Therefore, friendship is like sunshine, shining on you like petals in the wind when it is warm and then cold.
Friendship is often formed in good times, tested in adversity, and flows and extends in the river of time.
Some friends can only be made for a while, while some friends can last forever. Making temporary friends may be a misunderstanding. There is no need to complain about the misunderstanding, just say goodbye. There is no need to make any vows to make eternal friends. After passing through the tunnel of time, the sincerity and persistence are enough to move the earth and the heavens.
It is not necessary to have too many close friends. One confidant is enough in life, not to mention having more than one spiritual partner. We can have many friends, as long as we have the same pursuit and wish.
Friendship is not limited, it can be between elders and young, between the same sex, between the opposite sex, and even between foreign countries. The mountains are constantly separated, and the water is constantly separated. It is not romantic but also lingering.
It’s just that the love is too strong, and the mere acquaintance is too weak. Friendship is acquaintance, but the taste is sweet and the environment is far away.
The charm of the ordinary
I will not despise the ordinary, because I am one of the ordinary. My heart is printed with the wishes of ordinary people, and my eyes are printed with the joys and sorrows of ordinary people. What I am looking for is the answer that everyone is looking for.
Yes, I am ordinary, but I don’t need to look down at me with your depth. Even if I look up at something, what I want to see is not your noble face, but the majesty of the mountains and the height of the sky; yes , I am ordinary, but there is no need to look down on me with your profoundness. Even if I listen to something, what I want to listen to is not your empty words, but Lin Tao’s noisy ocean call; yes, I am ordinary, but there is no need to tease me with your loftiness. Even if I long for something, it will never be your castle in the air, but the fragrance of the earth and the splendor of the morning sun. Of course, when those sincere, familiar or unfamiliar friends remind or encourage me, I will feel warm whether I am right or wrong.
Self-admiration does not represent beauty or brilliance, and thinking that you are extraordinary cannot symbolize heroic spirit.
I admit, I am indeed very ordinary. Ordinary as wind, water, and snow... However, being ordinary is not without reason to be proud, nor is it without charm.
The wind is very ordinary, if it blows in summer; the water is very ordinary, if it is a clear spring in the desert; the snow is very ordinary, if it falls between winter and spring...
I appreciate such ordinaryness, I love such ordinaryness, and I also want to work hard to become such ordinaryness. 3. A 700-word imitation essay on classical Chinese for the 28th lesson in the second volume of the eighth grade
In the summer of 2003, I went to Yunnan with my relatives and old friends. We passed through the stone forest and came here.
I can see the stone forest in full bloom, among the strange mountains and rocks, climbing up the silver clouds and entering the clear water. It is mysterious, majestic, mysterious and strange, with various postures. This is the grand view of the stone forest, which has been described by predecessors.
But the Wuming Lake in the north and the Fragrant Grass Garden in the South Pole are the places where poets and literati often visit, and the feeling of looking at the things is the same? It's drizzling, falling and stopping, the sky is dark, covered with blue clouds, the sun can't be seen clearly in the distance, the mountains are looming, there are few tourists, the soil is moist, dusk is approaching, and the setting sun is hanging. When you go to the stone forest, you will be filled with melancholy and depressed, and when you look at the deserted scenery, you will feel sad and sad.
As if the spring breeze is warm, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the lake is bright and the sky is blue, the pines are growing, the scales are sipping the waves, the grass and jade are lush and green. Or when the smoke and clouds are gone, the beauty is thousands of miles away, the golden light reflects on the water, and the shadow is like its object, and the tourists respond to it, what a joy it is! If you go to the stone forest, you will find people who are smiling, relaxed and happy, looking far into the distance, and enjoying endless joy.
Ouch! Why should I try to seek the benevolent heart of the ancients or do something different from the two? Don't be sad or happy because of external things, don't be sad or happy because of gains and losses. When you are in an official position, you are worried about your people, and when you are in the world, you are worried about your king. This means you are worried when you advance, and you are also worried when you retreat.
But when will it be fun? The ancients said, "Be worried when the world is worried first, and be happy after the world is happy." Oh! People from Weisi, who can I return to? It was July 1, four years ago. 4. Imitate the 600-word composition of unit 8 of the fifth grade Chinese language volume
"Master" in solving problems
Ding Bingyu and I are inseparable good friends. We go to school together and go home together. , eat together, play together, and our grades are about the same. Everyone says that we are "twin sisters." But sometimes there will be some small frictions and misunderstandings between us, but we will soon reconcile as before, because I will seize the opportunity to "turn hostility into friendship."
I remember that for a while, Ding Bingyu’s seat was behind me. During a unit exam, I answered the questions very quickly. After a while, I finished all the questions and checked them several times, but only half of the time passed. I became more and more impatient. I turned my head from time to time and looked at the clock on the wall to see how long it would take for get out of class to end! Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Ding Bingyu immersed in answering the paper and covering it tightly with his arms. I looked at her and smiled, but she didn't even raise her head.
The *** finally rang after class. I couldn’t wait to hand in the paper and hurriedly went to Ding Bingyu to answer the questions, but she always ignored me. I was confused, where did I offend her? I kept pestering her, and finally, she slowly turned her head and said angrily: "You cheated!" I was dumbfounded, and a series of questions popped out of my head: "Cheating? Why should I cheat?" When did I cheat?" After a while, she said to me coldly: "You kept turning around during the exam just now, did you want to peek at my test paper?" After hearing this, I became furious and felt full of anger. I felt countless grievances: "How could it be? My best friend actually looks at me like this? Ding Bingyu, Ding Bingyu, you are too... too..." This kind of anger bit my heart like a fire snake, I thought I yelled, but looking at Ding Bingyu's angry look, I couldn't explain it calmly, and I knew it was useless to say anything, so I slammed the book on the table and lay there sulking!
I was unhappy the whole afternoon. Ding Bingyu walked around me, probably hoping that I would admit my mistake, but I was not wrong. What should I do? I'm biding my time.
I did my homework again in the evening activities. I finished it soon and looked at the clock as usual. Ding Bingyu raised her head and I quickly said: "I have done it a long time ago. I look at the time." ! Hey, if you don’t believe it, look!” He handed her the homework. She smiled, and I knew the opportunity had come, so I quickly added: "You have known for a long time that I am a 'scud', right? The test paper in the morning was too easy. I finished it quickly and kept looking at the time. It affects you Oh, I'm so sorry!" Ding Bingyu blushed!
After school, we went home together talking and laughing, and the bright moonlight escorted us into the distance! 5. Chinese Lesson 3, Volume 2, Volume 8, Imitation Composition
Ants and bees were originally close friends. But one day, an ant went to the city to look for food. I heard children singing "Our life is sweeter than honey"; paintings of bees collecting honey are displayed in the art gallery.
The ant was puzzled: Why do humans only draw them and not us! Perhaps humanity's praise for us can be found elsewhere. But it searched every corner and couldn't find any place to praise the ants. Then he returned to his den and told the king and queen what had happened today.
The king and the king were not happy after hearing this. The queen first spoke: "Human beings are so biased. Isn't it just that bees are bigger and more beautiful than us? What's so great about this!
"Yes! It's possible that bees often sting humans, and humans are afraid, so they have to use this method to make bees happy. One 'pays bribes' and the other 'takes bribes' is really shameless! The king said plausibly.
"Yes. Human beings are really blind. What hatred do we have against humans? Human beings protect them. Their backstage is always so big, it's unfair! The ants are complaining for themselves." Okay, I understand everyone's difficulties, I often don't want to take revenge! I'll go ask them myself tomorrow. said the king.
Early the next morning, the king took dry food and walked to the bee kingdom. It was really hard work traveling through mountains and rivers. The food was gone, and the king was sad. He was afraid that he would not be able to get to the bee kingdom and take revenge. He was discouraged. At this time, he saw a flower and lay down on it with great difficulty, eating the flowers with relish. While eating, it saw a bee flying towards it, and hatred surged into its heart again, so it asked loudly: "Bees! Why do humans insist on praising you and not us?!
Bee said calmly: "This question is not difficult, so I don't praise you because you only think about yourself and do things for you. The ant king was speechless and left convinced.
After returning home, the Ant King took his children and grandchildren to the Bee Kingdom to "please bear apology... 6. A 500-word imitation of "Autumn Yearning" for the second grade of junior high school
Imitation Writing "Autumn Memories"
The bleak autumn wind blew up a fallen leaf. After a tense harvest, everything faded in the blink of an eye, and the endless land turned pale and yellow.
p>My grandparents and I were sitting in the car, looking at the autumn scenery outside, and felt a sense of desolation.
My grandma was not in good health and had to walk far away. Feeling very tired, she wanted to sit on the stone and rest for a while.
Looking at me in front of me, who was happily and lively, grandma gathered her strength and stood up with the help of grandpa.
Grandma used to be a teacher and a strong woman. Everyone in the village knew her. It would be no exaggeration to describe her as "walking like the wind and sitting like a bell". In school, she was a good teacher; in the eyes of her father. Here, she is a good mother; in my eyes, she is a good grandmother.
When I was a child, my father was busy and had no time to take care of me, so the burden fell on my grandmother. Grandma is the backbone of the school. She has a heavy teaching load and I am at home, so she has to go to school and home, and she also has to cook and do housework. Running three times, I was out of breath all day long, and sometimes I did needlework at night. The strong grandmother was defeated by the illness.
Now my grandmother’s health has been greatly reduced. I picked up a medicine jar, just like the leaves in autumn, gradually turning yellow and light.
I ran behind my grandma and picked up my phone to take a photo of the two of them, but the scene shocked me. Tears flowed down——
Grandma’s weak back leaned slightly towards Grandpa, and her steps seemed a little difficult. Her gray hair was blowing in the wind, and underneath her white hair was a pale face. How straight his back used to be! Now looking at the slightly hunched and thin back leaning against Grandpa, the two figures blend into the autumn scenery, and everyone who looks at it feels a little sad.
Autumn has arrived, can the vibrant spring be far behind? 7. A 700-word essay on classical Chinese writing for 28 lessons in the second volume of eighth grade
In the summer of 2003, I traveled to Yunnan with my old friends and passed through the Stone Forest. , so I came here for a visit.
I watched the flourishing stone forest, among the strange mountains and rocks, climbing up the silver clouds and entering the clear water. It was mysterious, majestic, mysterious and weird, with various postures. This is the grand view of the Stone Forest, which has been described by predecessors. However, it is connected to the Wuming Lake in the north and Fangcao Garden in the South Pole. Scholars and scholars often visit here, and the feeling of viewing it is no different.
Ruofu? The drizzle is falling and stopping, the sky is dark, the clouds are dense, the sun is not visible in the distance, the mountains are looming, there are few tourists, the soil is moist, dusk is approaching, and the setting sun is setting, you will feel full of melancholy and gloomy. In the ileum, when I look at Xiao Ran, I feel sad and sad.
As if the spring breeze is warm, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the lake is bright and the sky is blue, the pines are growing, the golden scales are sipping the waves, the green grass and jade are lush and green. Or when the smoke and clouds are gone, the beauty is thousands of miles away, the golden light reflects on the water, and the shadow is like its object, and the tourists respond to it, what a joy it is! If you go to the stone forest, you will find people who are smiling, relaxed and happy, looking far into the distance, and having endless fun.
Ouch! I try to seek the benevolent heart of the ancients, or do it differently from the two, why? Don't be sad or happy because of external things, don't be sad or happy because of gains and losses. When you are in an officialdom, you are worried about the people, and when you are in the world, you are worried about the king. This means you are worried when you advance, and you are also worried when you retreat. But when is the joy? The ancients said, "Be worried when the world is worried first, and be happy after the world is happy." Oh! Weisi people, who can I return to?
It was July 1, four years ago. 8. Essay imitation, original text + imitation, the more the better, about 500~600 words
Nostalgia Zhu Huilan The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming again, and our family is preparing to welcome the guests who have come all the way from Beijing. uncle.
As soon as he got home, he said: "Ah! I can't believe that we, Gaochun, are also heading for a well-off life. Highways extend in all directions, and there are flowers on both sides of the highway. Every family has built a small Western-style building, and we live a wealthy and happy life. . ”
“Isn’t it! Our crabs in Gaochun Gucheng Lake are famous all over the country because they are so delicious and leave you with endless aftertaste.” Dad! He opened his mouth and said proudly.
At noon, the dining table was filled with tempting dishes, which made me salivate. As soon as the meal started, I wolfed it down.
At this time, the uncle said with a smile: "Oh! It would have been great if our parents had vegetables to eat when they were children, but today's children are very picky and only eat these big fish and meat." I listened. Ashamed.
After dinner, I had long forgotten what my uncle said. I am freely and freely chatting with my classmates online.
Dad said to his uncle with emotion: "We always loved to get together when we were children, and playing shuttlecock and swimming were our greatest pleasures. Many toys were made from local materials and made by ourselves.
< p> Like water guns, paper airplanes, rolling hoops |... Later, digging cicadas, fishing, skipping, etc. have become commonplace. In recent years, reform and opening up have led to an overall improvement in people's lives, and children's toys are also really popular. There is everything you need, and you will have a lot of fun playing with it.Today’s children have the most novel toys, especially remote control trains, cars, airplanes, etc., which are very realistic and have endless functions. This is really amazing! "The next day, I volunteered to be a "tour guide" for my uncle, taking him to visit the beautiful scenery of my hometown.
From Yinghu Taoyuan and Yinlin Villa to Youzi Mountain, Gaochun Old Street, and Yaochi Villa ecological tour... The lakeside square built on the shore of Gucheng Lake has a beautiful environment, with birds singing and flowers fragrant, fountains and water splashing, and the lake water clear. The bottom makes people linger. Every time he visited a scenic spot, his uncle would inquire and watch with great interest.
Along the way, I saw that the buildings have become taller, the roads have become wider, and people's living standards have indeed improved. My uncle was about to return to Beijing. Before leaving, he took his grandmother's hand and said, "I believe that my hometown will become richer and richer. When I come back next time, everyone will live a happier and more comfortable life. Gao Chun "Tomorrow will be better!" Listening to my uncle's words, I am full of longing for the future of my hometown... 9. Excellent junior high school composition and imitation
In life, we often ignore the gardenias beside the window sill, and vainly imagine that the flowers in the neighbor's garden must be more fragrant and fragrant, just like we obviously live in On a star, I always thought that the stars in the night sky were as crystal clear as gems.
In our long life, don’t we always think that our own life is always full of ups and downs, while other people’s lives are always full of flower-like fragrance? ! However, no one can refuse pain, and no life does not bear the scars of pain. There may be deep pain hidden in other people's smiles, but in the silent night, you have never heard his sobs.
Have you ever envied Dongpo’s life? Yes, he enjoyed traveling around Red Cliff, drinking in the mountains and forests drunkenly, and writing passionate words that will last forever. However, have you seen the scars in his heart? As a human being, he shouldered the expectations of becoming a general, becoming a prime minister, and having a wife as his wife, but he was demoted one after another.
Have you seen his injustice, his depression, his pain, and his helplessness? Yes, you ignored the pain in Su Shi's life and only saw his halo and the respect and praise of the world for him, so you envied his life and hated the paleness of your own life. When did you know how to appreciate yourself and smell the fragrance of gardenias beside the window lattice? Have you ever envied Tao Yuanming's life? Yes, he lived in seclusion in the countryside, sipping country wine and watching the cold chrysanthemums in the wind. He lived so freely and freely! However, do you feel the helplessness in his heart? He also had ambitions to help others, but he could not put them into practice. In that dark era, there was no room for such a strong Wei and Jin character, so he chose to be born out of endless helplessness.
His helplessness, his anxiety, his pain, do you understand? Yes, you haven't seen it. You only smell the fragrance of the chrysanthemums in front of Mr. Wuliu's house. You are only intoxicated by the mountains and rivers of Nanshan. So you envy their lives and at the same time complain about the anxiety and fatigue of your own life. When did you learn to face the joy of your life and smell the fragrance of gardenias beside the window lattice? Don't always think that your life is full of suffering, while other people's lives are full of sunshine. Everyone will experience suffering in life, and you will also have traces of joy in an unfavorable life.
Face your own life, appreciate your destiny, and be calm and calm even if your life is full of misfortune. In the river of history, there is no uninjured boat.
I wish you could wake up tomorrow morning and smell the gardenias on the window lattice with a smile on your face. The human face and the gardenias complement each other, perhaps forming the most beautiful scenery in the world. Since Cangjie coined characters, Chinese characters have always been ideographic hieroglyphs.
When the ancestors created characters, they not only integrated the flexibility and beauty of the characters, but also incorporated the emotions, anger, sorrow and joy of the characters. A word is a picture, then a word is a world with strong visual sense.
For example, "distance", through this complex horizontal and vertical, I seem to see an air of resentment rising up, gradually getting farther and farther along with the classical beauty, seeming to be far away, bright and dark . It is no exaggeration to say that the classical beauty of China is precisely the pavilions, pools and pavilions built on distance.
We can imagine that this distance is the longing for each other as "the king lives at the head of the Yangtze River, and the concubine lives at the end of the Yangtze River", or it is the concept of family status and hierarchy that is farther than the geographical distance, or it is The separation between life and death is like "a lonely tomb thousands of miles away, with no place to talk about the desolation", or the sad sigh between a loyal minister and a king who "doesn't know". Some people say that "poetry is the crystallization of pain", while literature erupts from strong emotions, and distance is the thoroughfare between reality and beauty.
However, today's rapidly developed information society has greatly shortened the distance that should be separated by water and sky. Mobile phones and the Internet can quickly transmit information at any time. Trains and planes can transport loved ones to each other immediately. Various experiences on the Internet have made love and reading, which should be serious and engaging content, "fast food" and "instant noodles". Diminished, so that the blocks that should be gathered in the heart and rushing in the chest are not watered with wine or poetry, but collapse on their own, never to be seen again.
There is no distance, no strong emotions, and no sharp edges. Everyone is just a cobblestone. In the process of mutual promotion and smoothness, the classical beauty is lost, leaving only modern sadness. Without the farewell ceremony, how could the resentful woman sewing cold clothes for her husband sigh in the burning fire of July? Without the separation between monarch and ministers, how could there be the passionate righteousness of "literary admonishment and military fighting" and the pure loyalty of "Chu Shi Biao"? Without the father to watch under the moonlight with the "clear arms" of his little unattended children, and without the pain of friends being far away from the wind and cold outside the Great Wall, how could there be a "Three Pieces of Yangguan", a willow branch to say goodbye, and a Tears lingering in the pavilion for ten miles, comforting each other with the words "Don't worry about having no friends in the future, who in the world doesn't know you"? Mr. Qiu Yu said, "The distance separated by mountains is a kind of despair, and the distance connected by waterways is a kind of sadness." Modern times have stripped away "mountains" and "waterways", dimming "remoteness" and "sadness". In literature and beauty, In this field, we can only feel a little despair and a little bit of sadness. I hope the distance is still there, the human feelings are still there, and the beauty is still there.
In the embrace of the night, I look up at the starry sky, write the crystal clearness of the stars into my heart, and then quietly feel the beauty. ... It seems that what I collect is a kind of beauty seen from a distance.
The sea breeze blew across my cheek, and I heard a whisper in my ear: Look at the crystal from a distance, and look at the flaw up close. The crystal heart, the crystal tears, the crystal river... I describe Qu Zi as crystal. From a distance, I can see him caressing the magnolias in the morning, and I can see him from a distance as he visits the state in the evening.
What is crystal clear? Looking from a distance, one can see his innocent heart, the clear heart that "comes to me to take the lead". What about his flaw? I would rather compare his flaw to a complex and tortured soul like ordinary people. Take a close look at his flaw, Lord Shangguan's struggle for favor, and the fatuousness of King Chu, which makes his soul painful. However, how many people can see that His flaw? Jingying is a kind of innocent heart, and flaw is the fruit of suffering. However, what is crystal clear is also a kind of faith, and what is flawless is the hardship after belief.
It seems that I can still hear the sound of the whistle and the collapse of a dream chaser. I also seem to see his crystal heart going away with the wheel for his own beliefs. He - Haizi, a pursuer, a poet with faith, a shining star in the distance.
But what about his flaw? Is it the hardship of his persistence to death? Quietly, walking into Haizi, I can see his soul full of loneliness and bitterness. In fact, his emotional flaws are the same as yours and mine. At this moment, I want to stand under the sunflowers, I want to stare at the "Starry Sky" quietly, and I am not afraid of the gunshot. 10. Requesting an essay: In the second grade of junior high school, I gained something
Time always passes by quietly, and I have no time to realize that I am already in the second grade of junior high school.
I don’t know whether I have become accustomed to the increasingly tense study life or whether I am still immature. Perhaps, I also grew up quietly and had my own thoughts.
The childish face from yesterday still seems to be in front of me, showing my past in various ways. As a freshman in junior high school, I had just stepped into the gate of middle school, so naturally I was extremely curious and nervous.
But soon I met many friends with similar interests. The willfulness that has not gone away will always cause a lot of troubles. I often idle around but never worry. I will seize the time to have fun after class. I always use the time as a cover to wait for no one. On weekends, I will either go for a ride on a bicycle or go for a picnic with my classmates. .
He seems to be indifferent, he only knows how to play and play selflessly. Time passed by in a hurry, and I went to the second floor and became a second-year junior high school student.
Now the heavy academic pressure makes me unable to have fun anymore, but subconsciously I understand the importance of learning more deeply. From morning to night, I have endless homework. I always look forward to Sunday, when I can sleep comfortably and wait until the sun creeps into the bedside before I get up.
But thinking that I still had a lot of homework to finish, I quickly got up and devoted myself to studying. I know that after entering the second grade of junior high school, it is necessary to study hard. I always remind myself that youth cannot be wasted, "If a young man does not work hard, he will be sad."
"Every inch of time counts." The warning of "gold" appears in my mind all the time. Every day in school, I remind myself to play less and study more.
Nowadays, the life of the second grade of junior high school is coming to an end, and the third grade of junior high school needs a calm and a new me to welcome it. The second year of junior high school is about to become my past. Looking back on this year of life, I have learned a lot. The help with my classmates and the communication with my parents have made me more aware of the charm of growing up - that is Mature.
In the second grade of junior high school, I became more mature. I was no longer playful, crazy, and willful. This maturity brings me a lot of strength. This maturity is better than all hope.