1. Expand the story of Shu into an 800-word essay
Spring is here. The cypress trees outside Jinguan City are green and lush, with layers of leaves covering the sky and the sun. , only a few sporadic rays of light are shed here. Here is the Wuhou Temple in Chengdu, amidst the lush cypress trees, showing a bit of loneliness. Step by step on the stone steps covered with weeds, a spring scenery appears in front of you. There are no gorgeous flowers, nor the noise of the world, only the rustling of the leaves in the wind. Spring is really beautiful. The song of the oriole suddenly came through the leaves, beautiful and ethereal, telling a piece of history and a piece of sadness. Suddenly in my heart There was a throbbing, and the past events came to mind bit by bit. The former Lord Liu Bei visited the thatched cottage three times, and finally invited Zhuge Liang to discuss the plan to unify the world. The spring breeze blew by, the leaves rustled, and the words of the two seemed to be in his ears. Echoes. Zhuge Liang was loyal and loyal, assisting the monarchs of the two dynasties to start a business and govern the country. However, time flies by and time is not forgiving. Before the victory was achieved, he passed away first and ultimately failed to see the final victory with his own eyes. Suddenly, I felt that this scene was so familiar. His achievements Nothing has been achieved, and the ambition has not been fulfilled. The song of the oriole rang in my ears again, seeming to predict that the tragedy will happen again. Inadvertently, the tears that fell quietly had already wet the skirt of my clothes. I raised my head and finally saw the bird. Oriole, she flies so high and far with the spring breeze... 2. Expand the story of Shu into an 800-word essay
Spring is here. The cypress trees outside Jinguan City are green and lush, with leaves stacked on top of each other, blocking out the sky and the sun, and only sporadic sprinkles. The next few points of glory.
This is the Wuhou Temple in Chengdu. Among the lush cypress trees, it looks a bit lonely. Step by step on the stone steps covered with wild grass, a spring scenery appears in front of you. There are no gorgeous flowers or the noise of the world, only the rustle of the leaves in the wind. Spring is really beautiful.
The song of the oriole suddenly came through the leaves, beautiful and ethereal, telling a story History is a sad period. My heart suddenly throbbed, and the past came to mind bit by bit.
The First Lord Liu Bei visited the thatched cottage three times and finally invited Zhuge Liang to discuss the plan to unify the world. The spring breeze blew As the leaves rustled, the words of the two people seemed to echo in their ears. Zhuge Liang was loyal and assisted the monarchs of the two dynasties in starting a business and governing the country. However, time was fleeting and time was not forgiving. The expedition was not successful, but he passed away first. In the end, he could not Witnessing the final victory with my own eyes.
I suddenly felt that this scene was so familiar, with no achievements and unrealized ambitions. Oriole's song sounded in my ears again, seeming to be a prophecy. The tragedy will reappear again.
Inadvertently, the tears that fell quietly have wet the skirt of my clothes. I raised my head and finally saw the oriole. She was flying so high and far in the spring breeze... … 3. Chang Ge Xing was rewritten as a 500-word essay
After reading the poem "Long Ge Xing", I felt uneasy. This is because I often waste time watching TV, chatting, playing, etc., without knowing how precious time is.
There is a sentence in the poem, "If a young man does not work hard, an old man will be sad." This sentence is correct. The days passed slowly, and people slowly became older. In the blink of an eye, I unknowingly transformed from a toddler to a teenager, and then to an old man. At that time, I will feel empty, lonely, and sad. Looking back on my childhood: days passed by playing; days passed by the TV screen; days passed by taking a bath; days passed by sleeping; days passed by shopping; of course I will feel it passing before my eyes when I am old past.
I want to stay in this moment now, but how can I save it? The passage of time, if I let time pass by again, will make me become a person without knowledge, culture, and status, make my hair turn gray, make me gradually age... and more and more things. I can't even imagine it. All I know now is: cherishing time is equal to cherishing life.
I will never waste another day like before. Because I know: You should study hard when you are young, and you should not regret it when you are old. Because the opportunity has been lost by mistake at this time, and you can't go back to the past.
Students, I would also like to advise you: Please seize the time and cherish today, otherwise, you will regret it.
I hope you will adopt it, thank you 4. Yujia Aodao writes 500 In the evening, I stayed at an old woman's house in Shihaoli Village. Although the home is simple, it is very clean. The roof and walls have long been cracked. There was a baby sleeping on the bed, waiting to be fed. The old woman brought me a bowl of water and told me to drink it slowly and not to choke. Although it was just a very ordinary sentence, it reminded me of my mother. My father was already old. , but at this time, although her son is not with her... thinking of this, I can't help but cry sadly. The old woman sat next to me and told me that although her family was poor before, they were all safe and sound and had overcome all difficulties. But now, now... Before she could finish her words, the old woman started crying. .
The hardships of the years have long left traces on her face. Her head is covered with silver hair, and her forehead and eye wrinkles are very heavy. Under her two light eyebrows, a pair of eyes are covered with bloodshot eyes, and a pair of overgrown eyes. His hard hands were already dry and cracked in the ditches, and his clothes had long been faded and had many patches. At this time, an old man walked out from inside, and after all, he was the husband of the old woman.
At night, there were shouts outside the house, "How many people are left in your family has nothing to do with us. Anyway, we took this man away. If you are sensible, let go as soon as possible, otherwise - !" Then came the cries and shouts of a group of children, old people, and women. When the old woman and the old man heard the news, they both looked very nervous. The two old men looked at each other, and then the old man climbed up the wall and escaped. The old woman was sitting on a chair. She thought about calming down, but she couldn't calm down. The tea cup shook in her hands and water flowed out. The old woman stood up and tried to get a cloth to wipe away the water, but she almost couldn't. Had a fall. The old woman sat back on the chair, clasping her hands tightly together and placing them on her chest, as if praying. There was a knock on the door in the quiet hut, and the old woman raised her head as if she had been electrocuted. , turning towards the door. He murmured: "Here, here, here again, the guards are here to arrest people again." There was another knock on the door: "Open the door! Open the door!" The old woman staggered to open the door, holding on to her crutches.
"Why did it take so long to open the door? I want to exhaust you to death?!" "No, no, I don't dare, I don't dare. It's just, it's just that I don't feel well and can't walk fast; looking at this You two gentlemen, please forgive me." The guards screamed so fiercely! The sound of the old woman crying is so sad.
(I) heard the old woman step forward and speak (to the officer): (I have) three sons who have gone to defend Yecheng. One son came back with a message (saying) that the other two sons had just recently died in the war. Those who survive (like us) are just eking out an existence, and those who die will be gone forever! There is no other man in the family, only a grandson who is still nursing. (Because) her grandson is here and her mother has not left, but she goes in and out without complete clothes. (I) Old woman, although I am old and frail, please allow me to go back to the camp with you tonight, (then) rush to Heyang to serve, and I can still prepare breakfast in time.
Late at night, the sound of voices disappeared, and it seemed that someone was crying quietly. (Poet) When he set out on his journey at dawn, he only said goodbye to the old man. The old woman had been captured by the policeman and sent to serve. 5. Shepherd Boy Lv Yan rewrote the essay to 500 words
In the wilderness, looking around, there are grass fields one after another, with no end in sight, like an endless green carpet covering the earth. There are a few trees standing in the wilderness. If you look down at the earth, you will think that they are not very tall, but against the backdrop of this boundless and very empty wilderness, these trees appear very tall.
The sky gradually darkens, and the moonlight shines on the grass, making the wilderness look particularly peaceful.
Suddenly, a melodious and melodious flute sound broke the silence. Then came "two tones, three tones, four tones..." The sound of the flute continued intermittently, sometimes slowly and sometimes urgently, drifting in the wind, with ups and downs. This beautiful sound can really be regarded as the sound of heaven.
The sound of the flute slowly merged into the wind, and the wind carried the beautiful sound of the flute in all directions. Baiyun heard it and danced with the sound of the flute.
Where does this flute sound come from? It turned out that a shepherd boy came home after grazing and had a good meal. Seeing that it was getting late, he lay on the haystack, looked up at the bright moon, and played the flute.
While playing the flute, he thought: Are my cows full today? Where should I take them to graze tomorrow? He recalled the comfortable feeling of sitting on the back of an ox and looking around at the scenery during the day, letting the spring breeze caress his face gently, watching the white clouds hovering above his head, turning into white horses for a while, and then turning into horses for another. He remembered again that he and his friends were sitting on the backs of their own oxen during the day and chasing each other. He couldn't help but smile and planned in his mind: he must continue playing tomorrow. After getting up in the morning, he would play the flute and let the butterflies dance to this tune...
He looked at the moon and remembered the legends of "Chang'e flying to the moon" and "Hou Yi shooting the sun". Imagine how Xiao Yumun would make medicine while acting coquettishly to Sister Chang'e. How many tall and straight old laurel trees and old locust trees are there? Does Wu Gang have the strength to chop it down?
Just thinking about it, I fell into a sweet dream without realizing it... 6. Contradiction continuation essay of 500 words
The man who sells spears and shields has nothing. After selling it, I said to my family when I got home: "I feel that the journey today is so long! I walked home with heavy steps. It's so embarrassing!" As he said this, he sat on the edge of the bed and said, Then he continued: "Today's somersault was really bad!" "Did you break your foot?" the wife asked quickly. The man selling spears and shields said, "It doesn't matter if my foot is broken. I am so embarrassed today!" "What's going on?" The wife broke the casserole and asked.
He talked non-stop, telling his wife exactly what happened today. After hearing this, the wife calmly said: "Don't be sad, let's find a way." After thinking for a while, the man selling spears and shields said, "I have them. Let's sell them in the same place tomorrow. You sell spears and I sell shields."
"What a great idea!" No matter which one you sell, you will gain something. "
The next day, they walked to West Street with spears and shields. The wife sold at the front door, and the husband sold at the back door. One man wanted to sell a spear and a shield. So they walked to the front door. The wife sold at the front door. Seeing someone coming, he quickly said: "My spear is cheap and affordable, come and buy it, come and buy it..." The guest picked a spear and then walked forward and came to the back door. Shout: "My shield is very strong and must be very practical. "The man bought a shield. In this way, they sold one, two, three... The wife went to her husband in the afternoon and saw that they were all empty-handed and their pockets were full of money. She smiled happily. She walked briskly Walk home.
This fable tells us that we must be realistic in everything we do, otherwise we will be like that person.
Please adopt it, thank you 7. Rewrite " "Like a Dream" composition of about 500 words
I often think of that time when I was drinking in the creek pavilion -
I sat in the creek pavilion and watched the various lotus flowers. I feel that I am deeply attracted by the lotus flowers in front of me - some are shy and have fresh and cute pink buds. Some have just bloomed, and a few butterflies can't wait to get in. The oval stamens inside are about an inch long. The lotus in full bloom is as white and tender as a baby's smiling face, sweet, pure, and endearing. Although the petals of the lotus that bloomed in the past have withered, the lotus pods are still standing upright among the lotus leaves, and the lotus pods are covered with flowers. The small green particles like emeralds are the seeds of new life. From a distance, a lotus looks like a big family that lives together for several generations. These scenes form a picture full of life. The poetic "Summer Lotus Picture".
Looking at this wonderful scene, I was deeply intoxicated. I seemed to have become a lotus, dancing in the breeze. In the Xiting, I was admiring the beautiful scenery that can only be found in heaven and earth, while tasting the thousand-year-old wine. I didn't expect that I was so drunk. After only a few drinks, I was so drunk that I couldn't sit still. I just felt like I was so drunk. My body was fluttering, as if I had arrived in a fairyland on earth. I felt as happy as a fairy again!
Unknowingly, the sky gradually dimmed, until my mood was overtaken by the passage of time. I was almost exhausted, and then I remembered that I should go home. But at this time, I was still a little drunk, and I had already forgotten the route home. I move forward according to my hazy memory, but my hand does not obey the command. You ask it to swing the oar north, but it goes against you and swings the oar south; you ask it to swing the oar south, but it goes south. Rocking north. The boat stumbled like a child who had just learned to walk. Unexpectedly, I rocked the boat deep into the lotus root.
At this time, I broke out in a cold sweat. , I suddenly woke up from the wine, and saw that I was in the depths of lotus flowers, surrounded by lotus flowers. I suddenly panicked and didn't know what to do. I rocked the boat desperately, but the lotus flowers were more beautiful than me. It was still higher, and no amount of paddling would help. But the sound of my oar startled a group of waterbirds in the lotus leaves, and they flew up into the sky.