The sages once called reading "the heroic journey of the soul". A book in hand, the sun, the moon and mountains, ups and downs, joys and sorrows, just like the scenery along the way, creates a posture of human looking up, thus reaching a spiritual height. In the scenery that can be seen everywhere, people can even hold books and drink wine, hold back songs and scream, applaud and sigh for beautiful words and wonderful sentences and their feelings about the past. However, if one day, the books in the world suddenly disappear, where will our life go? Where will our hearts live?
Please write a composition on the topic "If there are no books in the world". You can imagine boldly, tell stories, express your feelings, make comments and so on.
Requirements: ① Styles are optional.
② Articles should be no less than 600 words and poems should be no less than 16 lines.
Don't dust off your heart/in the world of youth/without melancholy.
Don't learn to be indifferent/forget to give others/give yourself/have a laugh.
Don't curl up in the pile of books/it's birds and flowers outside/the sunshine belongs to you.
Youth is so precious/needs you/appreciates, creates and shows yourself.
Life is so beautiful/kind, family, sincere friendship/haunting you.
The world is so vast/waiting for you/walking, looking for and exploring mysteries.
Open your heart quickly.
To harvest—
Surprise/touching/beauty of life
Please write an article on the topic of "opening your heart". You can tell stories and experiences, talk about experiences and feelings, make comments, expand your imagination and express your feelings. ...
Sixteen-year-old, you have walked out of childhood naivety; The season of sixteen is a dream season; Your sixteen-year-old sky may be sunny and starry, or ... please write an article on "Sixteen-year-old sky".
Requirements: ① There should be no real place names, school names and names in the text;
(2) The number of words is not less than 600, if the poem is not less than 16 lines.
Zhang Yimou, a famous director, was fascinated by photography at the age of 18, but it was difficult to eat at that time. How can he afford a camera to learn photography? So, without telling his family, he secretly went to the city to sell blood. After five months in succession, he finally saved enough money to buy a camera.
With the artistic accumulation brought by that camera, he was admitted to the photography department of Beijing Film Academy. ...
It can be said that the camera or the experience of selling blood gave him a special life experience, encouraged him to constantly challenge adversity, embarked on the road to success, and realized the value of life.
But when people look enviously at the fame and fortune of successful people, they often ignore the secret of their success.
Please write a composition of not less than 600 words on the topic of "The Secret of Success".
Example:
Qiwei college entrance examination composition full mark
At the end of the city, there is no bustling market, no shining neon lights; At the end of the city, there are only weather-beaten dilapidated shanty towns; At the end of the city, there are a group of people like them.
What should I call them? Children of migrant workers? Farmers' children? Or the second generation of migrant workers? No, I don't want to call them by these cold names. I want to call them by their simple birth names, hold their hands and approach their lives. ...
They grew up in the green mountains and green waters of their hometown, and their pure souls started jointing in the fields. In the wind of Shan Ye, they are running and dreaming. The wind blew into the city from the fields. For their livelihood and future, they followed their parents to the city and took root at the end of the city.
So I got used to the eyes of green mountains and green waters, and came into contact with tall buildings and traffic for the first time. They don't know how to cross the six-lane road, and their little hands can't tell the floors of the office building. Prosperous modern civilization has never brought them any happiness, but this time, it has left a deep imprint on their hearts.
They took up their schoolbags and carefully integrated into city life. But in the strange eyes of "city people", I understood the difference between hukou and temporary residence permit for the first time. Are the treasures in parents' hearts! But prematurely assumed the burden that does not belong to this era.
When they come home from school, they cook a simple dinner, and their parents are still working at the construction site or the food market; Wake up in the middle of the night, the starry sky in the city is not as bright as my tearful hometown; Make a wish quietly, hoping that their primary school for children of migrant workers will not close down tomorrow because they can't pay the electricity bill. ...
However, I saw their growth in their growing bodies. I remember a reporter asked a child in a school for migrant children if he would go back to his hometown after graduation. The little girl said without hesitation: Of course, he must go back! At that moment, I almost cried for their growth.
I remember their childish declaration on the Spring Festival Evening that year: "Our school is small, but the results are not bad" "We don't compare with the children in the city. Beijing's 2008 is our 2008! " They gradually matured, bid farewell to yesterday's shyness and began to welcome a new day.
Although, they are still worried about small tuition fees; Although, the school still can't afford to pay the utilities; Although, there are still many imperfect systems ... although there are many "although", only one "but" is enough. Many eyes have turned to them, and they are thriving.
The sun rises from the horizon, illuminating the end of the city and their lives.
They will eventually become us.
Source: People's Network
A teacher who participated in the marking told the reporter that the most important reason why this composition can get full marks is that the candidates write true feelings and arouse the inner voice of the marking staff. Specifically, first of all, the composition describes the living conditions of migrant workers' children very truly, from the unnatural and unsuitable experience from rural to urban to the gradual maturity of their mentality, which makes people feel like a real group; Secondly, the composition is written smoothly, which shows that the candidates have accumulated a certain amount of reading, but they have not shown off, properly expressed their emotions and horizons, and the words and themes are well coordinated; Third, on the whole, the composition expresses the author's sympathy, concern and expectation for his peers, and also reflects the requirements of the composition topic. Fourth, the description of this article is very delicate. "Little finger can't count how many floors there are in an office building"; Finally, the article focuses on the changes of migrant workers' children. At the end of the article, it is well written: "They will eventually become us". Instead of complaining, the candidate wrote about change and hope.
In the days of welcoming the senior high school entrance examination
It says on the blackboard: 10 days before the senior high school entrance examination. Students in Grade Three live in a tense atmosphere all day. "Licorice", "Chrysanthemum" and "Sun God" are popular on campus in June, which is accompanied by our graduation day.
Approaching graduation means that the senior high school entrance examination is coming, and everyone has no time to be sentimental, because life needs us to struggle and struggle! However, I was disheartened and fell into the shadow of failing the exam. After receiving the teacher's thin report card, my enthusiasm suddenly dropped to zero. A month's effort, just for such a result, is too unexpected. I smiled numbly and recalled the past: for my "key point", my mother cooked for me from morning till night and designed recipes; Father insisted on sitting at the table every night to "accompany"; Relatives and friends who are far away from home regularly call and write letters to care about my study and health; Teachers often use their leisure time to help me analyze and explain a problem I don't understand; My classmates kindly changed seats with me, fearing that I would fall behind in my homework because of myopia ... They have paid so much, but I am ashamed to repay them with such achievements. However, it's not that I don't work hard! How many cold nights, I studied hard under that lonely lamp. Thought of here, my tears can't help rolling down with grievances. "XXX, what's wrong?" The teacher looked at me kindly. "It's hard to get a bad test, isn't it?" I nodded gently. "The teacher knows that you have tried your best. I analyzed your test paper just now. You should remember: success or failure belongs to the past, and the key is to grasp tomorrow ... "The teacher slowly enlightened me, and my enthusiasm filled my heart bit by bit. When I entered the classroom and opened the book, a piece of paper slipped quietly: "Don't lose heart, show confidence and courage, and everything will be fine." There is a long list of classmates' signatures at the signature office. I dry the tears left in my eyes and review with a smile. I am a strong person, and I can't let people who care about me down!
In the days of welcoming the senior high school entrance examination, I was accompanied by "licorice", "chrysanthemum" and "sun god", and I still studied hard under the lonely lamp. Behind me, there are teachers, classmates, parents and relatives who fully support me. I will live up to expectations and stubbornly sprint to the "finish line".
Beauty is after school.
Attend classes, review and take exams; Class, review, examination, such a life seems too monotonous and boring. Don't! Besides intense study, I also have my own blue sky and fertile soil.
A week of intense study and life has passed. It goes without saying that on Saturday night, the moon is bright and the stars are thin, and the wind is crisp. The next morning, my father and I will definitely take a fishing rod and embark on a fishing trip in Qingpu.
When we come to the bank of the river pond, it is often before dawn. The deep night is like a blue curtain, inlaid with bright stars like pearls. The grass on the ground is slightly wet and soft as a carpet. Insects chirping in the grass make clear calls, which are particularly bright in silence. Occasionally, a golden carp jumps out of the water and ripples on the silver-covered river in the moonlight. Everything is so beautiful and pleasing to the eye.
I put down my fishing tackle and waited quietly. As time goes by, my hand aches before the fish is hooked. "Hey? How can such a light fishing rod be sour when held for a while? " I can't stop thinking. Oh! That's right. Holding a fishing rod in your hand is like a lever, and your hand is the fulcrum. Then the "dynamic moment" of this lever must be very short. Look, the end of the pole is so close to the hand. It turned out to be a standard "labor bar". No wonder it's so hard to get! So if the "dynamic moment" is lengthened, the force should be much smaller, right? I couldn't help moving my hand forward for a while. Sure enough, the fishing rod seems to be much lighter. I can't help feeling smug about this "small innovation". Suddenly my eyes lit up, wow! Not good! The float has sunk into the water. Pull! Pull! What can be pulled up is an empty hook.
I reloaded the bait and threw it hard. The fishing line drew a beautiful arc in the air and plopped into the water. After a while, the float remained motionless. I can't stop looking around. "Wow", my father suddenly raised the fishing rod, followed by the sound of "poop-poop", and then look at my father's fishing rod, the tip of which has been drawn into a half ellipse. "ah! Dad caught a big fish! " I threw down the fishing rod and rushed over in three steps. As expected, this is a big herring. I picked up the "sea bucket" and took a spin in the water. Wow, this fish weighs five pounds. Look at dad's fish basket. It's half full. I can't help asking, "Dad, how did you catch so many?" Dad smiled and said, "fishing, the position of the float is very important." Best of all, when the fishing line enters the water, four floats float on the surface of the water and three sink into the water, and the distance between each float is 4-5 cm. In this way, the buoyancy of floating objects in the water is just against the weight of lead bullets, and a certain distance is kept between floating objects, so that the process of fish eating bait can be seen at a glance. ……
I learned it from my dad. I moved the float. At the moment, a breeze blew and rippled on the river. Four snow-white ones are swaying in the green river, as if dancing a brisk ballet. Suddenly, the float sank, my heart suddenly closed, and then the float sank. When I gently lifted the pole, a whitebait jumped out of the water and plopped down on the grass by the pond. I looked up and saw a big and lively crucian carp weighing half a catty. I was sincerely happy and shouted, "Dad, I caught it, too!" " "At the moment, the weeping willows by the river fluttered gently with the wind, as if to congratulate me.
Sometimes, "something unexpected happens in the sky", the sun is completely covered by clouds, and the wind becomes no longer gentle. Whenever this time, my father will set up a "arbor" and observe the sky carefully. "Let's go! It's going to rain heavily! " If my father says so, I will immediately put away the fishing rod, pick up the fish I caught and leave the pond after my father. Soon, the rain will fall like beans. If dad picks up the fishing rod leisurely after observing the sky, it will be all right. I will be relieved and throw the fishing line smartly. ...
Whenever the afterglow of the sunset turns the grass across the street into a touch of gold, my father and I use fishing rods as "poles", hang a full fish basket in the middle, and we each set foot on our way home along the field path. In the sunset, not far away, green crops are nodding to me; In the distance, the smoke from the farmhouse waved goodbye to me. At this time, a childhood song swayed gently in my heart: "Our fields, beautiful fields ..."
[Comment] This article has eight natural paragraphs, each of which has a relatively centralized and independent meaning. For a while, I kept writing that I had my own after-school life, which was very fun. In the second paragraph, I pointed out that fishing is my extracurricular life. Three paragraphs, write about the beauty of the shore scenery. Four paragraphs, writing to improve the satisfaction of grip technology. In five paragraphs, write to my father for advice on fishing. Six paragraphs, write about my joy in catching fish. Seven paragraphs, write what we do when the weather changes. Eight paragraphs, writing about fishing late, harvesting a big mood. Three to eight paragraphs, devoted to the fun of fishing. The author divided the article properly and made a relatively complete meaning clear in one paragraph. Eight natural paragraphs, each with an independent meaning, connect these meanings to form an organic whole. In this way, the article is clear and easy for readers to better understand the content.