1. Love Tears of Flowers and Grasses
I am a little grass, sucking the milk from my earth-poor mother, slowly walking through my childhood, walking out of my dreams, looking forward to hope. One day I gave up my search for the true meaning of life through labor and went online to tell in words the pain of growing up and the glory of the ravine on my forehead. I was mesmerized by the sight of those joyful flowers and plants.
The ground weaves all kinds of joys and sorrows on the Internet, watching them freely and freely singing as they stir up the blurry and flickering lights on the stage. Look at the dignity and tranquility of those grasses, the toughness and tenacity of strong grasses, and look at them putting down the hypocritical masks in reality to express their lovesickness and infatuation to the stamens for a kind of tenderness and entanglement. Look at those charming little flowers showing the sadness and splendor of life in different ways.
Until one day, a lily fluttered towards me with its fragrance, asking me to stop and admire her beauty. She said that there was a confusing light on my head, and she wanted me to share it. I was so lost in the warm breeze that I extended my roots to her to touch the perfect dream life. confused. I was so drunk that I bathed in the transmission of the soul, the gentle flow. One day late, I suddenly discovered the distance between flowers and grass, and discovered the splendid brevity of the intersection. I was scared, and my heart felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar. I crawled and climbed hard, hoping to free myself from that addictive fascination. But I always recall the fragrance of the past. I shouted loudly to the sky, but all living beings were indifferent and white clouds were flowing. I was alone there, feeling sad and regretful. The happy and unrestrained Lily finally got tired, so tired that she emitted a delicate fragrance. But her beautiful heart cares about the gentle flow of the past, and is worried that leaving will make the grass sad, so she always reluctantly cheers up the petals there. Xiaocao, whose heart was empty, was at a loss, wondering where the other side of the soul was. The withering grass is always fascinated in dreams, quietly watching from the side, indifferently dedicating the blessing of the soul and absorbing the little bit of light in the sun. However, the difference in attitude between flowers and grass towards life, the regret of the distance between time and space, the helplessness and sadness of no longer being youthful, still tortured Xiaocao's thin and resilient shoulders, and bursts of pain and depression made him suffer. Wandering between the Internet and reality.
The Internet, you have shortened the distance between time, space and souls, and you have also killed the passionate wanderings of those races who pursue the perfection of life.
2. The stars are shining tonight
One candidate in Jiangxi Province
Tonight, the stars are shining! A shooting star flashed across the vast sky, and I silently made a small wish, that the world would always be peaceful!
——Inscription
Are the black smoke still surrounding you? Are the roaring planes still hovering in the sky above your head? Oh, Iraqi girl, your innocent eyes are full of tears, your helpless eyes are full of fear. what's on your mind?
Are you thinking about your parents? You miss them so much. Are you blaming them for being so cruel and leaving you alone? No, girl, it was the evil bullet that took away them, your dear parents. They flew to that beautiful heaven, but why don’t they want to stay with you?
Are you thinking about that cute kitten? The kitten is so docile. It has only been born for a short time. It is all white and so cute. But what about the kitten? What about the only kitten that can bring you comfort? It has become a burial object of gunpowder smoke.
Are you thinking about your once beautiful hometown? My hometown is so beautiful, the gurgling water is tinkling, the birds are singing happy songs on the branches, and the flowers are dancing charmingly in the wind. But now, what you see before your eyes are ruins, crumbling houses, and charred trees. Is this still that beautiful and peaceful home? Where is the bird? Where are the flowers? What about the stream?
You cried, crying so sadly, so heartbreaking!
Oh, Iraqi girl, stop crying. Look, so many brothers, sisters, parents, uncles and aunts in the world are paying attention to you. They pray for you all the time and wish you peace. They love peace so much!
Oh, Iraqi girl, stop crying. Did you know? I, a fourteen-year-old Chinese girl, and my compatriots - countless peace-loving people are thinking about you, because we all love peace and hate war.
Oh, Iraqi girl, look up at the stars. Tonight, the stars will shine brightly for you. Look, shooting star, let us sincerely make a beautiful wish: let the world be peaceful forever!
Brief comment:
The theme of this article is calling for peace. The author found a good reason for writing this: an Iraqi girl cried bitterly because the war took away her parents' lives and destroyed her home; she found a unique angle of expression: "I", a fourteen-year-old The Chinese girl comforts "you" (the Iraqi girl) with true feelings. It can be said that the words speak from the heart and are moved by emotion; a specific scene is set: the stars are shining brightly and the meteors are flying by. It is precisely because of the author's careful conception that the article achieves the wonderful harmony of scene, emotion and reason.
The title of the article, "Tonight, the stars are shining brightly! A shooting star streaks across the vast sky" focuses on rendering a specific scene, and immediately brings the reader to a poetic and dreamlike realm; " "I silently made a small wish, that the world will always be peaceful" points out the center of the article and will also make readers think: Why did the author make such a wish at this moment? This creates an eager reading expectation. Judging from the full text, the "inscription" focuses on expressing to the general readers, and the main text focuses on expressing to Iraqi girls. They each have their own place and complement each other, and both express the theme of the article.
The word "harmony" means auspiciousness, prosperity, and profound meaning, embodying the good wishes of the Chinese nation. Be kind and kind to others, and be peaceful and gentle to yourself; everything will be prosperous with harmony at home, and harmony with neighbors is better than with relatives; harmony in the mall will make money, and harmony in times of difficulty will save money; Human beings yearn for harmony, and the world needs peace... .
Please use "harmony" as the topic, choose a style of writing that you are best at, draw up your own topic, and write an article of about 600 words.
Jiangxi Province 2003 High School Entrance Examination Essay Questions
3. There is only one Mr. Lu Xun
One candidate from Taizhou City, Jiangsu Province
Night, Quietly. I leaned against the window alone, letting the cold wind hit the window lattice. Looking at the yellowed photo of my husband, I felt an inexplicable sadness in my heart. Sir, he's gone!
Perhaps some people may think Mr. Lu Xun’s articles are too cold and profound. Indeed, his articles are not as loose as Zhou Zuoren's, as elegant as Zhang Ailing's, or as poetic and picturesque as Xu Zhimo's. But if that era only left us some sentimental words and literati atmosphere, who would know the darkness of that era? I'm afraid, in our eyes, it was really a peaceful and prosperous age!
I admire Mr. not only because of his literary talent, but also because he is a person in the strict sense. Everyone makes mistakes, and Lu Xun was no exception, but he was never afraid to correct his mistakes. He dissected people's inner world with a sharp pen. His brilliance travels through time and space and continues to illuminate today!
But in fact, Mr. is lonely. A classmate once asked me who my idol was? I told her calmly: "It's Lu Xun!" She looked at me in surprise, feeling incredible. I was very angry at the time, but I couldn't help but feel sad.
Is it possible that your thoughts are no longer adapted to modern society? Isn’t it worthy of our inheritance and development? Has his article been shelved as a cultural heritage?
In this noisy world, how can your heart accommodate that sharp dagger? Take a look, how much those old-timers miss Mr. Lu Xun! They loudly shouted: "In this life, we must read Lu Xun! Without reading him, we cannot feel the inner soul; without reading him, we cannot abandon the glitz of the world; without reading him, we cannot truly understand the darkness of that era!" < /p>
There is only one Mr. Lu Xun!
Brief comment:
"There is only one Mr. Lu Xun". This one is the one who dares to expose the darkness of society, the one who has the courage to dissect the inner world, the one who stays away from glitz and maintains his pride. of one. A junior high school student can examine Lu Xun's works and person from the perspective of history and reality, and make a deafening cry. It is really a superior thought and superhuman intelligence.
The text of the article fully demonstrates the extraordinary value of Lu Xun and his works in comparison, expresses Lu Xun’s indignation in the face of social neglect, and then calls on us to get close to and read Lu Xun and his works. The epilogue changes a different angle, calling us to communicate with him from Mr. Lu Xun’s perspective, making the article further strike the reader’s heart and get closer to Lu Xun. It can be said that the appearance of the endnote is the highlight of the article.
4. It feels so good to be a cloud.
A candidate from Yunnan Province
It feels so good to be a cloud!
I am like a cloud, soundless when I come, and carefree when I leave. There is no sustenance of roots, no pain of separation, no lingering of staying together, and no hesitation of traveling far away. I don't demand others' appreciation, I just float by you unintentionally, and at the moment when you look back in admiration, I pass by quietly with a smile and continue my journey.
It’s great to be a cloud!
I am quiet and lofty, like a snow-white flower, spotless, blooming in this heaven far away from the secular world, the wind is next to my shoulder, I am next to the wind's shoulder, like a god or an immortal, blindly savoring the beauty of this life. Calm and indifferent.
People are tempted by fame and wealth, so they worship power. They are despicable, hypocritical and flattering; they are very proud and narrow-minded. When you have low self-esteem, you become a slave, ignorant and timid; when you are very proud, you become a master, cold and cruel. When there is desire and ambition, there will be strife, troubles, and noise in this world. As a cloud, I use my own unique aura to get close to nature, floating over the mountains and across the ocean, as always, to the magical distance. Tianguang lets me do whatever I want!
It’s great to be a cloud!
I also have the aura of "dark clouds are threatening to destroy the city". The clouds are beginning to rise, the clouds are dense, the lightning is thundering, and the wind is blowing against my face. This is me and the wind and rain dancing wildly in the sky. However, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, spring returned to the earth, and I was floating in the gorgeous high sky again. In this newly washed world, everything was fresh and natural; admiring this beautiful scenery, everything was so peaceful and indifferent.
It’s great to be a cloud!
Some people say that I am drifting, but only by drifting can life be eternal...
Let your thoughts soar, taste the peace and indifference in your life, and experience all kinds of magical things. Vientiane. Everything starts silently and ends silently. This is the cloud.
It’s great to be a cloud!
Brief review:
After reading this article, we cannot help but applaud the young author’s talent! "It's so good to be a cloud." This lyrical sentence is evenly distributed after the expressions of each part and is listed as a separate paragraph. This heartfelt sigh is a summary naturally derived from the content of each part. This constructs the main structure of the article, organically connects the various parts of the content, beautifies the structure of the article, enhances the momentum of the writing, and forms a kind of beauty that loops around and is recited repeatedly.
Under the umbrella of "It's great to be a cloud", the article either bluntly stated that it "has no roots to rely on, no pain of separation, no lingering together, no hesitation to travel far away", or simply said It is said that it is "quiet and lofty, like a snow-white flower, spotless, blooming in this heaven far away from the world", or expressly indicates that when "the wind stops raining and spring returns to the earth", it "floats in the gorgeous sky again" and so on. , gave a vivid, vivid, three-dimensional and intuitive interpretation of the reasons for "really good". Perhaps it is this unique repetitive concept that allows the author to express his unique feelings about being a cloud, and provides an excellent stage for him to display his talents.
After reading this article, we can’t help but say: It’s great to be a cloud!
Write an article on the topic of "It's so good".
Requirement: Complete the topic first, and then write the essay. The content filled in can be either an object or a person; it can be a behavior or a perception. To write true feelings. There is no restriction on the genre except poetry. No real place names, school names, or personal names may appear in the article. The word count must be no less than 600 words.
(One of the 2003 Yunnan Province High School Entrance Examination Essay Questions)
5. Waving hands, the bean-like moon
——For the mother, it is even better Mountains
A candidate from Zibo City, Shandong Province
When you step out of your house, you will see the mountains, and you can see the mountains as far as the eye can see. This is my hometown—the hometown that has raised me for 16 years.
The moon is missing, like a bean, yellow and bright. My mother held me in her arms and sat on the edge of the river in front of our home, quietly.
"Son, you have to go out of the mountains, and you have to see the world outside the mountains through mother's eyes; my son, don't leave the mountains, the mountains are our eternal mother..." the mother muttered. With. Looking up at her mother, her eyes were full of expectation and uncertainty. I don’t understand, I really don’t understand, because I was only five years old that year. ...
The moon is missing, like a bean, yellow and bright. My mother and I sat side by side by the river in front of our home. This time it was still quiet, but with a little more joy and hope.
"Son, you are going out of the mountains, you have to make a career, you have to be successful, you have to be your mother's ears to listen to things outside the mountains; son, remember, you have to come back, for Our Dashan, learn knowledge well and repay the kindness of our Dashan for raising you; son..." the mother was still mumbling. Looking at my mother from the side, her eyes are full of infinite expectations, but less uncertain and more determined. I understand, I really understand; because I was 12 years old that year, because the next day I was leaving my mother, leaving the mountains, and going to the world outside the mountains alone.
......
On the road to study, I did not have gorgeous words to communicate with others, and I did not have gorgeous clothes to show off to others, but I only had a tranquil mood and a sense of joy. The expectations of mother and mountains. I have never forgotten my mother's words: I am a child of the mountains, and I want to return to the mountains to repay the mountains! With this belief and strength, I studied hard and never wasted any time or wasted years.
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The moon was missing again, bright and yellow like a bean, and I stood under the bean-like moon outside the mountain and made a wish: Mom, I have never forgotten that I am the son of Dashan. I will study hard, I will be successful, and I will go back to repay Dashan! Mom, I will take the high school entrance examination tomorrow and make the first choice in my life; Mom, don’t worry, I won’t let you or Dashan down.
The bitter road to study is still long, but I will not be lonely; because I am full of the expectations of my mother and the mountain, because there is a sun in my heart that will never set - mother, the mountain!
Walking, the moon is like a bean...
Brief comment:
"The moon is missing, like a bean, yellow and bright ", what a poetic and picturesque language. It appears three times in the article, and each time it quickly brings the reader into a specific scene under the Yueyue Mountain Village. With the author's slight touch of color, we feel as if we are actually there. This sentence appears at the beginning of the paragraph every time. It not only marks the transformation of writing content, but also creates a rhetorical effect of parallelism at the beginning of the paragraph.
If the sentence "The moon is missing" focuses on describing the scene, then the mother's words, mother's eyes, "my" inner monologue, etc. that appear next are all filled with strong emotions. .
In other words, the blending of scenarios is also a great point of this article.
The author's writing practice tells us that if you use one sentence well, the whole text will be alive.