Floor: 4
1. My University My Home
When I was a child, the university was an ivory tower to me. It is a misty, sacred dream, I have no idea what it is like. I only occasionally see college students writing passionately and talking loudly, so I vaguely feel: I can probably learn a lot of knowledge there and be very impressive.
Entering college - my childhood dream became a reality, but I was a little confused. For me, who had never lived in school to study, everything had to start from scratch. Starting from how I should independently socialize, decide everything, and how I should face study, life, and work, it was really difficult for me to do this at the beginning. In terms of study, one class in college is equivalent to two classes in high school. Not to mention this, the progress of teachers is even faster. In class, we are like immersed in the ocean of knowledge, just one wave after another. It was higher than a wave, and it became more and more turbulent and dangerous. I was suffocated by what I heard, as if I was thrown into the sea when I just learned how to paddle. Not to mention swimming, it was difficult to float with the tide. I just figured it out, teacher A new wave of knowledge came again, so I sank into the ocean of ignorance again, surrounded by a lot of knowledge.
Even after a semester of suffering and suffering, I passed all the exams. The life of this semester seems to be dragged here by life, pushed by the big hand of time. Compared with the classes in the next semester, The last semester was very dangerous, and both the class hours and the difficulty were different. However, after the training of the previous semester, I now feel that there is hope. A year has passed in a blink of an eye. I think I have learned a lot, because I already know how to take care of my own affairs, but I feel that there are still many things that I have not learned, waiting for me to learn and dig out. It’s just what’s in the textbook, and there’s also stuff outside the textbook. University is the channel that connects school and society, and is the intermediate stage between studying and employment. The sky is school, the earth is society, and university is the middle stage, an important and necessary transition.
University is a treasure house of knowledge. Those who can try their best to absorb knowledge and increase their skills will become strong and will be undefeated among the crowd. University is a gem hidden deep in stone. I now have a university life, but I don’t know how precious it is. Perhaps it will shine brightly only with the weathering of the years.
My university, my home. There are my partners and my family here. We live in harmony. I believe that through our efforts, we will have a beautiful memory here.
2. My university, my home
Family members: me, classmates, classmates, classmates. 4 people per room. happy. Experienced from stranger to familiarity, from distance to closeness. I realize more and more how important this home is to me, and I love my home.
My lower bunk: Lao Miao, cheerful and optimistic. Although I am slightly overweight, I never lose weight. There is nothing wrong with being natural. Lao Zhang, who met me head-to-head, was kind and simple. Although he is silent sometimes, he will not ignore you, especially when you are in trouble. Lao Zhang's lower bunk is Lao Wang, who is honest and straightforward. Although he is sometimes outspoken, he never has any malicious intent.
"Get up!" Lao Zhang shouted lazily. The dormitory, which was as quiet as the earth coming to life, suddenly became busy, folding quilts, washing, and cleaning the room. We talked and laughed and walked out of the room and out of the dormitory building. "I forgot to bring my spoon!" Lao Zhang said hurriedly, and we slowed down and waited for her.
Sometimes, we foolishly go to the wrong classroom. Because our degrees were both low, we glanced at the teacher. Well, by the way, it’s this teacher. Reading books and waiting for class. Just listen to the teacher say: Today we are talking about epithelial tissue. We looked at the law books in our hands and stuck our tongues out at each other. Escape!
The time at noon is also wonderful. You can learn a few sentences of Modern English in a row with foreign words, and then fall asleep for a while accompanied by the beautiful singing from Jitong College's singing station. Lao Wang would always push the door open and say loudly: "I'm back!" just like the office workers on TV when they come home. That way is both cute and funny.
Dinner is what our family cherishes the most. At this time, I always hold the spoon in my left hand, put my right hand in my pocket, and sing: "The happy moment is coming..." The whole family has dinner together, and it feels great! Watching a movie at night, we laughed while watching it. Although it was called a movie, the screen was like a bean. Still happy. But usually we study together.
When we are in a bad mood, it disappears immediately when we see the smiling faces of our family members. We will double our happiness and halve our sadness. This is the power of home.
The lights were turned off, and we chatted about love stories and things about tomorrow, and our voices gradually became quieter. The wind became lighter and the moon smiled.
This is my home and I love it.
3. My university, my home
In our poor mountain village, going to university is a very noble and honorable thing, although it does not mean that success is the same as success. success. Days of arduous waiting, night after night of beautiful dreams, faces of expectancy, cordial greetings... Finally, the most beautiful fruit of midsummer came - a letter from Wuhan miraculously arrived at my home.
The gloomy face of the family suddenly brightened, and the entire small mountain village was almost boiling. Many people came to congratulate the family. I know that this is people's deepest hope for a college student.
The issue of tuition fees was also put on the agenda early. The family sold everything they could and went to all the places where they could borrow money. However, despite this, a peasant family seemed powerless in the face of the huge expense of college; in this way, my college seemed to be a destruction to my family.
I dare not look up for fear of seeing my father’s silver hair and my mother’s wrinkles; I dare not lower my head for fear of seeing my father’s calloused hands and my mother’s clothes that have been worn for decades; I dare not When I look back, I am afraid that I will see my tired figure after struggling for more than ten years; I dare not look forward, I am afraid, I am afraid that I will see myself begging helplessly and crying in pain...
Alas , my university, alas, my home! Is it really impossible to have your cake and eat it too? I walked alone on the field roads and wild hillsides, watching the birds flying freely and the cows and sheep running wildly in a daze. Where is the place for me to perform?
My family sent me to college without hesitation, even though they would have to bear the pain of squeezing out tuition fees; the school did not hesitate to issue the loan slip to me, even though I It doesn't count as excellent here. At school, I feel the warmth and kindness of home!
My university, my home! Together they pushed me to another stage of life. Is it the shame of being eighteen years old and being helpless with one's studies, or the gratitude of being grateful and having no idea what to do? I was speechless for a moment.
Although this is just the beginning, although you will encounter greater difficulties in the four years of college. However, the strong will save themselves. The university will provide me with more opportunities, and Wuhan will provide me with more opportunities. I firmly believe that there is no difficulty that cannot be solved here!
My university brought me to Wuhan, and my home brought me to Wuhan. I will take root here deeply. My university is my home, and my home is my university. This year’s proposition emphasizes that students’ compositions should be close to themselves and life. Judging from the questions themselves, like "Feel the mother tongue, learn the mother tongue, and use the mother tongue" in the Hubei paper, it is intended to encourage candidates to study the mother tongue seriously and use the mother tongue correctly and standardly; the questions in the Tianjin paper, Jiangxi paper, Shandong paper, and Chongqing paper are almost zero. Those who are close to the candidates are suitable for writing about their own feelings. The test question prompts or "requirements" clearly state that candidates should write about their own experiences.
For example, "this hurdle must be crossed" in the Shanghai paper, a "this road" can easily "tempt" candidates to choose to write narrative essays; the Hunan paper requires "connecting with one's own life and feelings", and the Jiangxi paper prompts "in the depths of your memory" place"