Write 1 "Silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night." Whenever I hear this sentence, I will think of candles that dedicate my life to people.
Whenever there is a power failure, I will light a candle. Its body is thin and long, and its whole body is milky white. There is also a long thread in its body, which has been supporting its life. Every time I see its small fire, I suddenly feel extremely warm.
What an ordinary candle it is, people always throw it into the drawer inadvertently. Because it has no gorgeous appearance, it has brought people a bright light in the dark, and this little light, in my heart, symbolizes a glimmer of good hope. After several days of "blockade", candles still give people light with their simple appearance. I appreciate the simplicity of candles.
I remember listening to a story my father told me when I was a child: there was a magical grandfather who gave the candle life and asked him to save the people trapped in the cave. The candle came to the cave and found it was dark, so it lit itself to illuminate people. In the end, people were successfully rescued, but the candles were burned out.
Candle, it gives people light with its own life, but it doesn't ask for anything in return, and even gives its precious life. However, this life is just like a person's life, only once. I think this is what people often say about selfless dedication! But these two points are not only what I admire, but also what I want to learn.
In life, many people have these qualities, such as cleaners and traffic policemen ... but I think my uncle also has these qualities. My second uncle, who didn't bother to go home to have a reunion dinner with us during the New Year, has been busy in the hospital. Besides, everyone else has gone home for the New Year, and only he is working hard.
I love candles, I love their simplicity, selflessness and dedication, but I respect people with these qualities in life more.
I praise the candle, because its silent dedication has created light for many people and driven away the darkness. Brought happiness to people. Such as teachers and cleaners, are like a silent candle.
The teacher taught us the truth of being a man. In the 40-minute class, the teacher taught us the truth written in the text and patiently answered our difficult questions.
There are some questions the teacher asked us to read the text and let us answer them ourselves. If the answer is incomplete, help us to add one by one. The teacher grinds us like this. Isn't a teacher like a silent candle?
Cleaning workers have to get up early every morning to clear a clean road for us, so that we can breathe fresh air when we get up in the morning. The cleaner felt extremely happy when he saw our happiness.
Each of us contributes silently like a candle, and our motherland will be built better.
The thing I admire most since I was a child is candles.
It illuminates others and sacrifices itself. When it brings us light, have we ever thought that it is melting bit by bit? No. But it didn't even say a word of complaint, but silently dedicated to all of us.
Some candles are not like this. They went out at one o'clock. Do you know why? They are afraid that once they are lit, they may disappear forever after a period of time, so they only think about their own interests and ignore others. It makes me despise them.
In fact, some candles have the same spirit of selfless dedication as we humans. For example, the traffic police uncles and aunts insist on standing guard no matter how cold or hot it is. Their spirit is worth learning.
Candles are small, but they are much greater than those selfish people, so I think I should learn from candles from now on and make contributions to the country when I grow up.
The candle is an ordinary cylinder with a red coat and an "antenna" on its head. This is a candle.
Candles are very common things. I firmly believe that everyone has seen candles! Very cheap, all over the world. Seeing this, you must feel personality. Candles are so common, why should I go to all the trouble to say it? Indeed, the candle is very common, but its spirit of silently paying for others deeply attracts me. It lights itself up, illuminates others and asks for nothing in return. Thinking of this, I can't help but think of the cultivators of the motherland's flowers, the pillars of the motherland, and the teachers who have quietly paid for us. Teachers come back to school early every day, teaching us the truth of being a man and imparting us rich knowledge. Everyone says that the teacher is a gardener and a beacon in the vast sea of people. But I want to say that the teacher is a candle. "One day as a teacher, life as a father." Teachers cultivate the flowers of the motherland with hard work and sweat, and let us become contributors to the motherland. We are never selfish and ask for nothing in return. If there is no teacher in life, just like there is no candle in power failure, life will fall into darkness. At this time, I remembered an ancient poem I recited last semester: silkworms in spring should spin until they die, and candles should drain the wick every night. This sentence is perfect for teachers. The teacher continued his class until he was white-haired, just like a candle, sacrificing himself to illuminate others. Personality name
Candle, it is so ordinary and so great. In the future, I will also pay for the society silently and selflessly like a candle!
When night falls, the lights of every household have been turned on. I hurried home and was about to open my schoolbag to do my homework when suddenly there was no electricity. At this moment, I remembered the half candle I suspected to have left in the corner.
Because we are in the countryside, there is often no electricity. Mom will also buy more candles.
Candles more than ten centimeters long are so insignificant in the eyes of others. But it can bring us two good ones. When there is no electricity, candles can bring us a glimmer of light. Kind of romantic. Some warmth. Whenever I think of candles, I think of them; "Spring silkworm with dead silk. Every night, the candle will cry in the wick. " People always compare candles to teachers. Adults. Always tell others that the life of candles will always be dedicated to mankind. But I think candles not only give us light, but also their spirit of self-sacrifice. Just like a teacher, he devoted his life's knowledge to us without reservation.
Candle is a metaphor for one's composition. 4 a candle, his short body, is white; The wax core above sparkles, illuminating every place and other places.
In life, almost every household uses electric lights and candles. How many people would have thought? Only when there is a power failure will people think of it. The ancients said, "candles illuminate others, but they burn themselves."
Speaking of candles, a great figure appeared in my mind-the teacher. Teachers are an ordinary post, but they are all great. Every day, I try to correct our homework and give us lectures ... when I get home, I have to prepare lessons, buy food and cook ... and some students are still complaining about the teacher.
Last semester, after school, I came home only to find that I forgot to bring my folder. I hurried back to school. It's past six o'clock, but the lights in the classroom are still on. I saw a familiar figure-Miss Deng. He is teaching some detention students in the classroom. Such a serious face really looks like my mother. After returning home, Miss Deng called. She's still worried about last night. It's already eight o'clock in the evening, and Miss Deng hasn't had dinner yet.
On another occasion, Mr. Deng fell ill because he was too tired. But he doesn't want to fall behind in the course, and he doesn't want to leave his post. And come to class sick! That uncomfortable look really makes me feel bad! In the evening, I thought Mr. Deng would leave early because of illness.
Go home and rest, but he still teaches those poor students as always. I secretly looked at Mr. Deng at the back door, but the cough didn't ring in my ears. Mr. Deng is still banging on his head. I really want to run with you, but I dare not.
Teachers, candles, have the spirit of selfless dedication and hard work, as well as our parents, uncle traffic in uniform at the crossroads, roadside cleaners and so on. Isn't that what we lack?
Teachers are selfless, and they deserve all the praise. Some people compare teachers to hardworking gardeners. They take good care of us and make us thrive. Some people say that teachers are our mentors on the learning journey and they lead us to the other side of success; Others say that a teacher is like a machine that never stops working; But I want to say that teachers are like candles. "The silkworms in spring will keep spinning until they die, and the candles will dry the wick every night", which is more suitable for teachers. Teachers teach us knowledge in obscurity and take us swimming in the ocean of knowledge. A teacher like a candle
The calendar turns from page to page, and time flies by. "Teacher's Day" is coming to us silently with light steps.
Some people compare teachers to hard-working gardeners. They take good care of us and make us thrive. Some people say that teachers are our mentors on the learning journey and they lead us to the other side of success; Others say that a teacher is like a machine that never stops working; But I want to say that teachers are like candles. "The silkworms in spring will keep spinning until they die, and the candles will dry the wick every night", which is more suitable for teachers. Teachers teach us knowledge in obscurity and take us swimming in the ocean of knowledge.
Every time I pass by the teacher's window after school, I always see that the teachers are still carefully correcting their homework and preparing lessons with those lights. Even in order to make us understand more thoroughly and learn more solidly, teachers spend a long time making many models. Every hook and red cross in the exercise book embodies the teacher's sweat. When we encounter problems that we don't understand, the teacher will always patiently explain them to us. "The kindness of a teacher is as heavy as a mountain" and "the kindness of a drop of water should be rewarded as a spring". Students, don't wait until your career is successful. Today, in the days and nights when teachers and students get along, we should extend our sincere thanks and best wishes to teachers, so that teachers can always feel the heat flow of students' love!
They work hard, they are willing to be ladders, what are they doing in their poor life? In order to train more high-quality talents for the country, teachers are an inconspicuous candle, a candle that silently contributes at a critical moment. They sacrificed their precious youth, but they cultivated a batch of pillars for the country!
The meaning of life lies in giving, not taking. If I were a clear spring, I would nourish one side of the land; If I were a spring breeze, I would blow the motherland green. I admire the tenacious vitality of grass and the heroic dedication of chalk, but I am even more amazed at the selfless dedication of candles.
Candles are very common, extremely common and unknown. Candles illuminate people's hearts with their simple brightness and make people feel warm. Today, with the rapid development of science and technology, candles are really rare, but they have left an indelible impression on people with their persistence. Let's think about how small the candle is! Its life is short, even a moment's life, but it burns itself and illuminates others with this moment. One day, there was a power outage at home, so I dug out some candles from the drawer and lit them. With candlelight, I can read and write again. Watching the candle disappear bit by bit, time is decreasing bit by bit. At the brightest moment of the candle, it seems to me that this moment is sacred and selfless.
Candles burn a sacred flame and illuminate the dedicated life, which is sacred and bright. I think of people from all walks of life, workers, farmers, teachers, doctors … they all devote themselves to different occupations, for the people, for the country and for the world. Farmers work hard to fill people's stomachs. I think this is why there are no idle fields in the four seas. The teacher is a diligent gardener, cultivating the flowers of the motherland. The sun is shining, the gardener's heart is warm and the spring is strong, the rain is moist, and the peaches and plums are blooming, so there is a saying that "but an inch of grass can make three spring flowers warm"; The doctor's spirit of saving lives is also a precedent for dedication!
Dedication, let us hand in hand, heart to heart, and contribute our strength and love to the world. Dedication is the driving force of building a harmonious society. I praise candles, and some people like candles because-life is beautiful because of dedication.
Write 7, a metaphor for a person holding a candle, shedding boiling tears; Burning is a rare life. Spend your life in gratitude and shine in the dark. Candles, how respectable and lovely!
Whenever there is a power failure, that thin candle becomes a bright messenger at home. In the dark night, only this little light brings us warmth and light. Wax oil rolled silently into the tray. It was shortened by another section. Knowing that death is near, he still burns standing.
No matter what color or shape they are, that name is always fresh in my memory. -Candle, this warm name, this beautiful name. They are always more attractive than desk lamps and fluorescent lamps. And this little candle is just put in the cupboard and taken out in case of emergency. However, under such insignificant conditions, it is still so hard and serious.
Dust can't hide its essence, and its spirit can't be forgotten when it dies. A slender candle, a burning flame and a holy heart are more valuable than anything else.
Is it only candles that have this spirit? No, the teacher is one of them.
Three-foot platform, gradually hoarse voice, back gradually bent. Chalk dust climbed into the hair, and the white hair was worrying. Dedicate their knowledge and everything. The three-foot platform, the former figure has always been inseparable. The voice is still ringing in my ears, and the knowledge has been accepted, but they continue to educate for the next generation. Don't they know that they are tired? No, it's because they have crystal souls and gold hearts.
Candles, shining life. Candles piled at the foot, it is not afraid; Wax oil drops, it ignores; It doesn't care if the fire burns to the end of life. Isn't this spirit admirable and moving?
I love you, candle! You light up the darkness and my heart!