Author: Wu Yousheng's selected works/comments
First, the 2007 senior high school entrance examination Beijing volume
Title: Power comes from _ _ _ _ _
Requirements: 1. Complete the topic to form your composition topic and copy it on the composition paper. 2. Unlimited style (except poetry) 3. No less than 600 words. 4. Don't appear the name of the school and the names of teachers and students in the composition. ?
Full text: 1, driven by wonderful extracurricular books?
Beijing candidates?
Lonely childhood, there is no imaginary blue sky, white clouds, blue sea, no dreamy green grass, pebbles and small fish, but that beautiful and magical extracurricular book makes my life better. ?
My motivation to learn Chinese comes from my father, specifically from a story of my father. I remember the first story my father told me was "Once upon a time there was a mountain ..." I listened to it with relish at first, and listened to it several times before I discovered the mystery. I asked my father to tell other stories. My father didn't speak. He mysteriously went to the elegant bookcase and said, read, there are endless stories in the book. This is the motivation of my initial study. ?
With doubt and curiosity, I opened the beautifully illustrated fairy tale book in the bookcase. At first, I saw the lovely Snow White and the dwarf, the beautiful mermaid and the funny clown in the book. In a few days, my naive innocence was completely conquered. I smelled the bread like a hungry person, as if there was a magical power that pushed me into that wonderful world. Later, I walked into the magnificent palace, and I swam in the dreamy underwater world and boundless space. Everything in the book is so novel and wonderful. ?
After entering middle school, exquisite books have become an indispensable friend in my life and a very important spiritual motivation in my study and life. In a thoughtful text, I understood Yu's melancholy; In the tortuous plot, I understand Zhang ailing's pain; In the poetic picture, I understand the freshness of Chi Li. There, I met Shi Tiesheng, who gave me the strength of life. The new green revealed in the declining altar not only aroused his hope of survival, but also gave me confidence and belief. There, I met David Beckham galloping on the court. His tenacious struggle not only helped him to hold up a blue sky of his own, but also taught me to struggle, so that I was no longer a person who dreamed of glowing. ?
A wonderful extra-curricular book made me taste different from the classroom. They raised a new sun in my heart, which urged me to forge ahead and promote my progress. Thank you. Oh, lovely extracurricular books! With you, my life will always be full of motivation and passion. ?
Full text: 2. Motivation comes from the idol in your heart?
Beijing candidates?
When the long river of history disappears in the ocean of time, some idols still live clearly in our hearts. They are like lotus flowers in their hearts-they emerge from the mud without being stained, clear without being demon. It not only gives us visual beauty, but also gives us the motivation to move forward. ?
When you stand by the Miluo River and look at the surging water, do you still remember the sad historical picture of that day, and do you still remember the scene of Qu Yuan bravely throwing himself into the river, "I am alone in the turbid water, and I am alone in the drunkenness"? Qu Yuan, you are the source of our wisdom and emotion. When you stand by the Wujiang River and watch the waves billow, do you still remember the scene of Chu and Han contending and Xiang Yu committing suicide on the Wujiang River? Xiang Yu, you are the source and motive force of our heroism. ?
Gu Cheng once said, "The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to look for light." In my heart, every idol has brought me the passion and motivation of life. Maybe Hong Zhanhui could keep the little one, but he chose to stick to his responsibility; Maybe Li can go to a rich place to see a doctor instead of going to the countryside, but he can't let go of the villagers in his heart; Maybe Chen Jian can break his word and go to the mainland to develop, but he remembers the good of others; Maybe Cong Fei can enjoy the splendor, but his heart is with the children in the poor mountain village. Every extraordinary idol is encouraging and urging me in different ways. ?
Idol is your motivation. When you are confused, read "Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone knows you", and you will see your goal clearly. When you are depressed, you will see a glimmer of light when you read "There is no doubt, there is no way out, there is another village". Even if you are only a weak young eagle now, you have the blue sky as your idol. As long as you are ambitious, you can finally hit the blue sky and look down at the earth. Even if you are only a trickle now, you still have the sea as your idol. As long as you persevere, you will eventually embrace the sea. Even if you are only a small sapling now, you have a big tree as your idol. As long as you persevere, you will eventually grow into a towering tree! ?
Idol, the inexhaustible source of our life power! Let's take knowledge as the boat, action as the sail, idol as the rudder, and sail to the other side of success with passion.
Second, the 2007 senior high school entrance examination Shanghai volume:
Topic: There is always a memorable day in life, and it is this day that enriches our lives. "This day" may be so extraordinary from early morning to dusk, or it may be a moment that makes "this day" extraordinary. ?
Please write an article of about 600 words on the topic of "Remember this day". ?
Full text: 1, remember this day?
Shanghai candidates?
Tens of thousands of days and nights quickly fall back to the horizon, the bloody sky surges with endless past events, and the cracked earth overflows with turbulent waves again ... whenever we look at the distant images in the camera, we can't help but sigh that every day is so insignificant in the torrent of history, as if there is only one flower. However, one day, after half a century, it is still so vividly engraved in everyone's memory, engraved in the yellow pages of history, emitting lasting ink fragrance. ?
1On the morning of February 7th, 970, German Chancellor Brandt came to the former Jewish settlement in the old town of Warsaw during his visit to Poland. ?
Standing on this land still scarred by war, as a representative of a country that once slaughtered 6 million Jews, the German Chancellor was speechless in the face of the survivors with angry eyes around him, so he bowed silently, looked solemn, hung his head and fell on his knees in front of the Jewish victims monument. ?
This amazing move beyond the scope of etiquette touched thousands of Poles in an instant, which moved diplomats and journalists from all over the world. Brandt's kneeling made this ordinary day an eternal picture in the history of world diplomacy in the 20th century. ?
The moment Prime Minister Brandt knelt down, he probably didn't think anything. He probably just felt sorry and apologized for the historical tragedy. He just knelt down to express his feelings. Maybe he just vaguely felt the need. However, in the eyes of the world, Prime Minister Brandt's kneeling represents that this country finally sincerely admits its historical mistakes on this day, and represents that this country finally sincerely repents the evil deeds of the previous government on this day. On this day, on behalf of this country, he finally sincerely announced to the world the courage to assume historical responsibility ... His simple actions made this ordinary day no longer ordinary. ?
Not only I, but all of us who were moved remember this day, which not only created a great man, but also reshaped a nation.
Full text: 2. Remember this day.
Shanghai candidates?
"Pa", just walked into the alley, I heard the sound of throwing cups all the way, and my heart tightened and I hurried home. I met my neighbor head-on, and I knew from her eyes that something must have happened to my family again!
When I arrived at the door, I heard the reverberation from the room, followed by my mother's crying. "Oh my God! Hand in hand! " I hurried into the house, only to find that my mother was covered with tears, her hair was unkempt, her coat was tattered, and her father's image was similar, showing that the two sides were evenly matched, but "men don't flick when they have tears."
"I've had enough of this day, divorce! Divorce! " Mom's soprano almost pierced my eardrum. I looked at my mother and then at my father. Mom seems to make a mountain out of a molehill, and dad is still old-fashioned: he takes things too seriously but can't end them, and looks like a warm soup. "Is it not playing mahjong? What happened to playing mahjong? Is it illegal? Do the police want you to take care of it? " Although my mother's education is not high, the quarrel is unambiguous, and the rhetorical question seems to be a barrage. At this time, dad had to listen. I am stupefied, it is for beating hemp pulp again! Mom and dad argued about it more than once. Alas! What do you think our ancestors invented? Why did they invent this thing? I don't know how many families were hurt.
"Dad, mom, you stop arguing. I am hungry, and I have to review my lessons after eating. " I look for opportunities to change the subject. As soon as my mother heard this, she stopped crying slowly, and I lost no time in handing out tissues. "You wait, I'll cook." Mother dried her tears and prepared to go to the kitchen. I thought to myself, it seems that this trick is quite useful.
"Leave!" My mother was about to call a truce when my father hardened his attitude. A thunderous roar startled me. The muscles on his face are shaking violently and he looks really angry. I quickly dozen circle field: "dad, you have to think clearly: it doesn't matter if you leave, what can I do?" There is less than a month before the senior high school entrance examination. Do me a favor and wait until I finish my exams before getting divorced, okay? "At this time, the room was surprisingly quiet. For a long time, I heard my father sigh heavily. My mother looked at me guiltily, glanced at my father in fear, stood up silently, wiped her tears with the back of her hand, smoothed her messy hair and walked to the kitchen. Dad also silently picked up the broom and began to clean the battlefield. According to past experience, I know that the dawn of peace has finally arrived! I am proud of my excellent peacekeeping mission. After a while, the kitchen smelled of food and the floor was clean. Nothing seems to have happened at home except the messy clothes on both sides.
While eating, I helped my parents with food and said sadly, "I love you, and no one can lose you." I hope this is your last battle. Please remember this day and never forget it. "Mom and dad looked at each other and nodded at me. From their eyes, I believe that "war" will never come again.
Three, the 2007 senior high school entrance examination Tianjin volume
Topic: Rainbow in my heart?
Tip: Have you ever seen a rainbow in the sky? Whenever the rain clears, red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, a colorful overpass often appears in the air, that is, a rainbow. Her gorgeous, her beautiful, caused us how many beautiful daydreams. You will also have a beautiful "rainbow" in your heart, right? If so, what would she be? Is it a good memory or a precious experience for you? Is it your firm belief or the realm you yearn for? Is it your youthful expectation or your unremitting pursuit? ……?
No matter what she is, she is spiritual food, spiritual pillar and spiritual strength to accompany your young life to maturity. You've been excited for her, working for her. Please write what you think at this moment with full feelings and fluent words! ?
Requirements: 1. According to the content and expression characteristics of the article, choose the appropriate style (except poetry and drama); 2. Not less than 600 words; Please avoid using personal names, school names and place names related to you. ?
Full text: 1, the rainbow in my heart?
Tianjin candidates?
Grandma said that when she was a child, what she liked best was the myths and legends from colorful auspicious clouds. Blue sky and white clouds, golden wind and rainbow, Milky Way Jade Rabbit, starry sky and bright moon ... all these beautiful reverie have become grandma's childhood treasures. ?
But grandma said that the sky is always gray now, and the stars don't blink at night, because people dirty the mirror of the river and they don't want to dress it up. ?
I once had such a dream: I came to a place to travel and walked, and suddenly I saw the land in front of me was dark and stinking; The pale yellow smoke in the air seems to stay there forever and will not disperse; Dark brown liquid flows in the river ditch. There is not a tree, a meadow or any green plants on the ground, only some disgusting bugs are crawling around. On a stone not far away, there are several striking characters engraved: "This is the punishment that human beings should have!" " " ?
What a terrible dream! From then on, I counted the days, hoping that the next rainstorm would wash away the bad luck of nightmares and let the rainbow after the rain bring me good luck, but I never saw it?
The earth should be a harmonious "home", providing various resources for human beings to recuperate. But now most people can't resist the temptation of money, cut down trees at will, wantonly ravage and develop mountains and rivers, and plunder natural resources endlessly.
Wastewater from chemical plants polluted the clear and beautiful rivers in the past, and serious water pollution led to water shortage and poisoning incidents in many cities. Some factories emit waste gas into the air, which leads to the decline of air quality, not only endangering human health, but also leading to the reduction of grain production, crop degradation and biological variation. ?
Mother Earth gave birth to all things in nature and raised hundreds of millions of lives. She is friendly to human beings. How can we bear to see our beautiful mother become riddled with holes? ?
You know the earth came from yesterday, but it doesn't just belong to today, we still have tomorrow. ?
Can you still find the cloud crescent moon when grandma was a child? ?
I hope that human beings have corrected their mistakes, and the fairy will definitely throw a ribbon from the air. She, with seven colors, is suitable for shades and colors. She hangs in the sky. No, she's in my heart! ?
Full text: 2. The rainbow in my heart?
Tianjin candidates?
When nature stops suddenly, God will send a rainbow messenger to decorate this beautiful sky. ?
But after the storm in my house, there were only pieces of cups and plates on the ground, and there were beasts at both ends. Fighting again and again, escalating day by day, once gentle mother hysterical, and elegant father blue veins stood out. The whole house was shrouded in terrible smoke. "Go to court" "Forget it!" I couldn't stop crying, so I had to hide in my hut in panic, biting my horn and sobbing. ?
The floor of my room is colored. When I decorated, my father put a lot of thought into it. Sunlight passes through the window obliquely, but it can reflect so many colors, red, green, yellow and blue. It's like a rainbow coming into my home. ?
I like the color and taste of sunshine since I was a child. There is a beautiful crayon drawing of "My parents are the sun and I am the flower" on the cupboard at home. ?
"Don't talk nonsense!" "Unreasonable!" "pa!" With the broken window, the shouts outside the door began again. I know there is no sunshine in my life, the sunshine does not belong to me, and the rainbow does not belong to me. ?
The wind and rain outside seem to have stopped. Surprisingly quiet, a little dead silence. ?
You can hear the second hand of the clock on the wall. ?
Suddenly, someone knocked at my door. It is my parents. My father must remember that my daughter has not eaten yet. My mother must have asked for my report card. I quickly got out of bed and ran to the door ...?
No, don't open the door in a hurry. I want to wash away my tears. They must have made up. Can you live without stumbling? I don't blame them. ?
I want to change into that pink dress. They must have some sympathy for me. They want to take me to the supermarket, or watch a movie, and then go to my favorite KFC ... A warm current surged, and I easily opened the door. ?
Mom and dad stood in front of me with a black face, and my smile was converging until I stood there with my mouth open stiffly. Almost in unison, they asked me, "Who do you want to go with? Say! " ?
I felt my legs getting softer and my head getting bigger and bigger, and I suddenly collapsed on the colorful floor. ?
I know the sunshine doesn't belong to me, and the rainbow doesn't come to my house!
Four, the 2007 senior high school entrance examination Chongqing volume
Title:? ?
Perhaps, everyone is eager to have a pair of wings. When we were young, we were eager to have a pair of "independent" wings and get rid of the meticulous care of our parents. When we grow up, we are eager to have a pair of "dream-chasing" wings and reach the place we are fighting for; In times of suffering, we are eager to have a pair of "beyond" wings, which can help us fly over despair and see hope; When we are bound, we are eager to have a pair of "free" wings and reach a world where our hearts can soar ...?
In fact, everyone has a pair of wings, which are the wings of family, friendship and faith?
Of course, the influence of literature, the infection of music and the power of thinking will also give you magical wings and take you to fly freely. ?
Please write an article on "Wings". ?
Requirements: 1. The topic is self-made; 2. Self-determination; 3. Style selection (except poetry); 4. The content written must be within the scope of the topic; ? 5. words? No less than 600 words; 6. There must be no real names, place names or school names related to candidates.
Full text: 1, fluttering?
Chongqing candidates?
When you came into contact with Jiang recently, your wings fluttered the most; ?
When you met the lake recently, your wings made the most poetic landing point; ?
When you meet the sea recently, your wings fly with the firmest determination. ?
Chu Feng smoke permeates the banks of the Miluo River. The pain of losing your country is locked in your sad brow, and the yearning for your homeland is burning in your cold heart. You said it sank? Then sink, let the sea level be higher than the apparent horizon, and a childlike heart will be buried in the rolling waves of the Miluo River. On the cold river bed, you clank your bones into the softest wings, and you will make the most vigorous floating on the indifferent water. The softest wings carry your deepest persistence, and the hardest is to stand upright and fly leisurely. ?
Your name is Qu Yuan, and your wings are rigid. ?
You go sightseeing by boat at night. In the moonlight, until, holding up my cup, I asked the moon, there are your fiery eyes in the cold moonlight. You look at the faint jade color in the sky with innocent eyes. You should remember that the glitz in the prosperity, the noise in the glitz and the unruly in the noise are all portrayal of your disobedience. You are a pair of poetic wings, disdaining to indulge in this golden luxury, in a court full of glitz and noise, in a world where nobles are arrogant and the people are in power. You broke free, fluttering leisurely, came to this boat and looked at your moon alone. The faint moon in the lake swayed with a shallow smile in the breeze. You used to laugh, hold in your arms with tired tears, and sleep in the cold lake. Your poetic wings flutter leisurely and fall quietly in this cold world.
Your name is Li Bai and your wings are poetry. ?
You endured humiliation. On the cruise ship of Jin people, you recalled the track of life and encountered the imperial examination. You have embarked on a career. You joined the army in order to serve your country. You wanted to die for your country, but the Jin people took you away. Seeing the collapse of the Song Dynasty, your life has experienced ups and downs, and Jin officials are generous. You hit the floor and say "No", "Who hasn't died since ancient times, leave a heart to care for history". ?
Your name is Wen Tianxiang, and your wings are strong. ?
Hard wings, fluttering leisurely, floating in life; ?
Poetic wings, fluttering leisurely, in the twists and turns of time; ?
Firm wings, fluttering leisurely, in the cycle of years.
Full text: 2. A bird that can make its own wings?
Chongqing candidates?
Junior high school?
I took a deep breath when I stepped into the gate. This is a new beginning. ?
No one knows how weak I was. I used to be thin and never took risks. Even if I live in a small street. ?
I was born without wings. ?
Sitting in the classroom of junior high school, I saw that people of my age were better than me and once felt inferior. Until one day, my father said a few words to me, which is still fresh in my memory. ?
"Do you know ostriches and bats? One of them has wings and the other doesn't, but ostriches can't fly, but bats have membrane wings and soar in the sky. " ?
My father's words seemed casual, but they woke me up. People without wings can fly! I am seven feet tall. How can I compare Ann with women and children? I have the same blood in my veins. I should fight in the sky! ?
So, I learned Taekwondo with great pride. Elegant ribbon, snow-white clothes, a little shaking, a little free and easy to kick my thoughts to the goal, at the moment of throwing hormones, I saw the left wing-power. ?
I am not, but I am the most desperate. ?
With persistence, I picked up the book. I didn't love books at first, but now I gradually regard books as my life. So, Alice took me into the fairyland, Jane Eyre told me about her unfortunate love, Hugo saw the helplessness of the tragic world, and Balzac took me to witness the sadness of human comedy. When Qu Yuan and I lamented that "the road is long and Xiu Yuan is Xi, Xiu Yuan is Xi, and I will go up and down to seek", I seemed to see the right wing-knowledge. ?
Lu Xun said: "There is no road in the world. If there are more people walking, it will become a road. " It may be painful to have no wings, but we have more-persistence, faith, knowledge and strength. Where is the road without exploration? Who has wings without creation? ?
"There are fish in the north, called Kun. Kunda, thousands of miles away. Become a bird. Its name is Peng. Peng's back is thousands of miles away. Fly away in anger, and its wings hang like clouds. " Since we were born in this world, we can't be satisfied with it. We can fly farther through our own wings, and only our own wings can show our ambition! ?
Maybe you are a bird without wings, but you can hold your head high and fly proudly!