Explanatory senior high school composition 1 In the New Four Corner Dictionary published by the Commercial Press, the word "Fried" is ranked in the penultimate word on the last page, which can be described as hiding at the bottom and quite conscious; Moreover, the annotation is extremely simple, and it is only a cooking method. Put the food in a pot and turn it over frequently. This is called frying. The only example is "fried rice". The word "fried" in Xinhua Dictionary has only three words: fried eggs, fried vegetables and fried chestnuts.
Nowadays, the same word "speculation" is on people's lips with unprecedented frequency, and casually following a fashionable noun will suddenly become infinitely inscrutable. For example, "fire" is wrong to think that it is a good dish. "Speculation" here means that one of the master and servant is dissatisfied with the other, and it is difficult to be compatible, so they have to fire the other-not to fry the table and drink, but to leave.
This kind of speculation is absolutely ruthless and full of five flavors. The two-way choice between employers and employees has the democratic color of a commodity society, but after all, there are bitter tears in it, and several families are happy and worried! The word "speculation" keeps up with the word "shares", which is more lively. The whole feeling of "stock trading" is like reading "popcorn" on the page. Put some rice into a sealed tin can, and the master will fan the wind to heat it while shaking it in circles with his hands. When the temperature reached a certain level, he covered it with a big sack, which was full of lovely popcorn and there was a loud bang. It is said that stock trading is "playing with that heartbeat", similar to the surprise of popcorn.
But popcorn is a child's play after all, and there is no danger. Although popcorn is not in the mouth, it is a trick, but it still has a sweet taste; However, adult stock trading is no joke. People can't sleep well, the food is not fragrant, the yin and yang are reversed, people and ghosts are hard to distinguish, sometimes they are submerged by Wan Li, sometimes they are black and blue, and even more desperate, which has become a living witness that stock trading is "fried" by stocks. It is not uncommon to directly "fry the living" to fry a good role. The most unfortunate person is Bill Clinton, the former president of the United States. His anecdote was magnified by his compatriots with a high-powered microscope and then captured by his foreigners with binoculars. As a result, a series of "good dishes" fried with Clinton have spread all over the world, and even a recipe of "Clint Stewed Leavins Chicken" has been listed. At the same time, people also found the psychological gloom of news speculators. It seems that the world is not lively enough. They always hope that the more strange things, the better. If the streets are full of people biting dogs, there will be something to do. Brazilian star Ronaldinho, who is in his early twenties, can't escape the curiosity of the gunners. After the World Cup in France, some writers claimed to write a biography of Cristiano Ronaldo: 2 1 a wizard who shocked the world for 90 minutes. A publisher caught him red-handed, not only bought a series of copyrights, but also held a suspense in a book fair that attracted nearly 7,000 publishing companies in more than 100 countries, revealing that Luo and his girlfriend were in trouble, had problems with treatment, and someone had enchanted him. Tai Sen, the former champion who was fired to pieces, was even worse. Experts in psychology, psychiatry and neurology all regard Tai Sen as the biggest madman in the world, and conduct a series of unheard-of professional neurological examinations, even to see if anything similar to bats will be described as human ears in the ink test! Of course, there are also some celebrities who get burned in partnership with others. For example, a movie star who can sing "Big Bowl of Tea" is not without talent and achievement, but unfortunately does not know how to take care of himself. She took pains to speculate and sell herself. She is famous for her money, but her social status and taste are very low. Once she went to a mountain city in central Fujian silently, and scraped away tens of thousands of cash in one night, but only sang a few glib songs. One of them is "Husband and wife both go home", which she thinks can stimulate appetite. In front of the stage, the men in the audience were temporarily invited to pair up with her, but no one responded. The last self-employed person who specializes in bullwhip bravely came to the stage to save the emergency, at least closed the scene. Afterwards, it was an uproar and became a joke.
Normal "concealment", evaluation, publicity and even (called) "packaging" of people and things are beyond reproach. What is said here is excessive "hype". Excessive is improper, improper is deceptive. However, once the deceived person suddenly realizes, he will feel humiliated because of being cheated, and he will feel disgusted with what he still has a little bit of heart. That kind of sublation is resolute and ruthless. Therefore, when "speculators" think they have a plan, they are doomed to have a heavy workload to clean up the mess.
I can't help but think of a special dish in Fujian called "Fried jellyfish skin". This dish is sour, sweet, spicy, crisp, fresh and moist with five flavors. When Miss Pan sincerely recommends it, she always adds, "Eat it while it is hot, or Hua Song will be watered!" A fried dish is still so impatient. Imagine how many people or things can be tested by "hype". In contrast, "Buddha jumps over the wall" has become a must for Fujian cuisine, and it is stewed with "slow fire".
Explain the second "books are the ladder of human progress", and books are not indispensable "food" for human beings. A book can be a book or a person. As long as he can teach us knowledge and let me learn more, this is one of my books.
Teacher Yu, a primary school math teacher, is the book in my heart. She can not only teach me math, but also teach me some truth. She is very tall, not very gorgeous, and she is a very simple and responsible female teacher.
I remember in the fifth grade, we all came step by step, because after the fifth grade, the sixth grade came. What does this mean? Junior high school is coming, and the primary school graduation exam is coming. Therefore, our lesson preparation teacher will speed up the review as soon as he has time, teach us some Olympiad numbers and improve our problem-solving ability.
I remember once, the teacher talked about a difficult topic. I racked my brains and finally got a clue, but the teacher said, "Since no one can, I'll explain it to you." As soon as the teacher finished speaking, I had a little idea and began to think for myself, without listening to the teacher. But I still can't figure it out. Just as I looked up to listen to the teacher, the teacher finished. I sighed and continued to listen to the next question. After finishing all the questions, I reviewed with my teacher. I was attracted by the one I didn't listen to or answer. After class, the teacher called me to the office and explained it to me. I suddenly realized. Later, the teacher taught me to pretend to understand, to seek truth from facts, and not to be shy about asking questions. More importantly, after the teacher's teaching, I understand that we must listen carefully in class and do what the teacher thinks, otherwise it is useless to attend more cram schools.
I keep this lesson in mind. Teacher Yu, you are my book, an encyclopedia, teaching me math, life and life. She is also a cartoonist and sometimes makes everyone laugh. She is also a handmade book. After class, she taught us paper-cutting and origami to add some fun.
Comments: As a sixth-grade pupil, I can master a composition for the senior high school entrance examination, with commendable courage and a good grasp of the center. This essay is not only clear in the center, but also clear in thinking and rigorous in structure. The ending is a bit hasty, and the characterization is not delicate enough, which needs to be improved. If the text is rich and detailed, and the language is slightly modified, it will be more exciting!
There is a pomegranate tree in my yard. Before I was born, it had gone through eleven spring and autumn periods. Every day when I come back from school, it always looks at me, as if to say, "What's the matter? Are you still happy today? " Watching, every day's troubles seem to have disappeared. Our family took good care of him for a whole year.
In spring, pomegranate trees grow slender new branches and green leaves. I think it's time to take off his "cotton coat" for the pomegranate tree. On this day, it happened to be Sunday, and my cousin and I were fighting for the pomegranate tree to take off his cotton-padded clothes. Dad gave us a good idea. My cousin is young and starts at the bottom. I am tall, starting with the top rope. On the last lap, we both want to solve it. As a result, my cousin took an extra turn and was caught up again, which made us all laugh.
In summer, the fiery pomegranate blooms, adding infinite charm to the lush pomegranate trees. From a distance, pomegranate flowers hang on trees like lovely little red corners, which makes people fondle. I can't help touching the lovely pomegranate petals, which are soft. I went up and smelled it, and a smell came to my nose, which made people crazy.
In autumn, naughty pomegranate babies cracked their mouths and the branches were bent. It's time to collect the bill. We have a division of labor, my father is responsible for picking pomegranates, I am responsible for collecting them on the left, and my mother is responsible for collecting them on the right. In less than 30 minutes, the bag was full of pomegranates. When I got home, I picked a pomegranate with a split mouth and broke it in half. I saw the dense pomegranate grains crowded but arranged orderly. I put a few in my mouth, a cool feeling, a gentle bite, and the sweet and sour juice splashed. When I taste pomegranate, I intend to give it to my relatives and friends, so that everyone can taste the fruits of my family's labor together.
In winter, the cold wind is howling, and we are going to put on cotton-padded clothes for pomegranate trees. Although the weather is very cold, we are still holding hemp rope with great interest. My father and I dressed pomegranate in cotton-padded clothes round and round, and my mother sent me and my father hot tea to supplement the heat. The pomegranate tree has been covered with cotton-padded clothes. I hope it will bear more fruits next year.
I love my pomegranate tree!