600 words 1 Dilemma is a gift.
One day, the lion, known as the king of the forest, came before the gods: "I am very grateful to you for giving me such a magnificent physique and such great strength that I have enough ability to rule the whole forest."
Hearing this, God smiled and asked, "But that's not why you came to see me today!" " ! It seems that something is bothering you! "
The lion gave a gentle roar and said, "God really knows me! I came here today to ask for something. Because my ability is no matter how good, I am always awakened by crows every day. Oh, my god I beg you, give me a little more strength so that I won't be awakened by crows! "
God smiled and said, "Go find the elephant, and it will give you a satisfactory answer."
The lion hurried to the lake to look for the elephant. Before he saw the elephant, he heard the "bang" of the elephant stamping.
The lion sped up to the elephant, only to see that the elephant was stamping its feet angrily.
The lion asked the elephant, "Why are you so angry?"
The elephant shook its big ears desperately and roared, "There is a nasty little mosquito who always tries to get into my ear and tickles me to death."
The lion left the elephant and thought, "Such a huge elephant is still afraid of such a thin mosquito. What can I complain about? " ? After all, chickens crow only once a day, but mosquitoes harass elephants all the time. In this way, I am much luckier than him. "
As the lion walked, he looked back at the elephant that was still stamping his feet and thought, "God wants me to see the elephant. I think he just wants to tell me that everyone will be in trouble, but it can't help everyone." In that case, I can only rely on myself! Anyway, whenever a chicken crows in the future, I will take it as a chicken to remind me that it's time to get up. Let me see. Is it good for me? "
Moral of the story: Obstacle is a new known situation. As long as you are willing, any obstacle will become an opportunity to surpass yourself.
On the road of life, no matter how smooth we go, as long as we encounter some unsatisfactory things, we will habitually complain that God treats us badly, and then pray that God will give us more strength to help us tide over the difficulties. But in fact, God is the fairest, just like lions and elephants. Every dilemma has its positive value.
Change, from the moment you stop complaining!
I spent eleven spring and autumn periods. In these eleven spring and autumn years, I have experienced many happy things, but nothing makes me happier than being praised by my father.
My father is typical of wanting his children to be dragons and his daughters to be parents of phoenixes. Therefore, my father is very strict with me. In my mind, it is almost impossible to get praise from my father, perhaps because I didn't do well enough! However, nothing is absolute, and the most impossible thing in the world has happened.
One Sunday morning, when I was still sleeping in a warm bed, my father got up and came to my room to check my composition book last semester. I was awakened by my father's footsteps and stole a look at him. I was scared at that time, and my father would say that I didn't write well. Being criticized by my father is a terrible thing, and that feeling is worse than being beaten. But today, when my father read my composition, his face did not "turn sunny to cloudy", but smiled with relief.
At lunch, my father praised me in front of my mother. He said, "changchang, your composition is good, which is better than that of the fifth-grade students I taught before. You must continue to work hard and publish it online in the future! " Although I tried to hide my excitement, I couldn't help showing a happy look in my eyes. As long as I can remember, my father never praised me, even though I got 99 in Chinese. 5 points, math test 100 points, dad just said a few words to let me continue to work hard. This is the first time! This can mean that there will be a second time if there is a first time. With the second time, there won't be a third time and a fourth time? The wings of thought took me far away, and I forgot to eat. My mother looked at me with strange eyes, and I quickly took a few bites of rice. composition
That night, I didn't sleep well. I have been thinking: I must work hard to get more praise from my father!
This is my happiest thing.
On Sunday morning, my mother and I took my beloved dog Ruby for a walk on the campus of Animal Husbandry College. Looking up, the sky is particularly blue, like sapphire, very high. It seems that he is going to fly away. A flock of geese flew from the north, like countless wonderful black spots, far away, far away, laughing, frolicking and flying happily to the south.
"Mom, didn't you say you are already in beginning of winter? But where seems to be the shadow of winter? Should it still be autumn? "
"Well, maybe Miss Qiu doesn't want to go and wants us to appreciate the autumn colors in winter again."
You see, the campus is still brilliant and pleasant, the trees are still so green, and occasionally mottled yellow leaves can be seen; This flower doesn't seem to know that late autumn has arrived, but it is still blooming, and it seems to want to attract a bee with its fragrance; There are some yellow leaves falling from the trees in the campus flower bed. When the breeze blows, like a butterfly still dancing on campus, it still attracts students' attention with its beautiful figure. Autumn is the season to turn ideals into reality, and autumn is a sacred angel to give life a cycle. Therefore, people love autumn, love her crisp autumn, love her beautiful clouds, love her fragrance floating in the fields.
Walking on a path with trees on both sides, who is the protagonist in autumn? Those are leaves ... especially Hollyleaf. Although he is ugly, his skill is very powerful. The spike on the side is his self-defense weapon. The cold dark green of Hollyleaf adds vitality to the campus in early winter! More interesting than delicate flowers. Look at the Ginkgo Garden again, just like handfuls of small fans. When the autumn wind blows, Ginkgo biloba leaves sway with the wind, like fanning us. At this time, a strange idea came to my mind: could it be that the weather is getting colder and colder?
My mother and I took a lot of photos with the camera and didn't go home contentedly until noon. I want to keep the' winter and autumn colors' here in my eyes forever. ...
600 words daquan composition 4 "The most beautiful word a person can say in his mouth is mother; The best name is mom. " Ji Bolun's famous saying tells the greatness of maternal love. My mother is ordinary and simple, but what she does for me is complicated. ...
Winter, the wind blowing wantonly, I stood alone at the school gate, waiting for the arrival of my most anticipated mother. The whistling wind gets into the clothes from time to time. It's freezing ... "I'm coming, daughter." I saw a vague outline in the distance. She huddled up, clasped her hands and trotted all the way. The violent wind lifted his mother's skirts and messed up his flowing long hair. My mother held me in her arms. ...
When I got home, the first thing my mother and I did was wash our hands. The rotation of the warm current not only washes away the dust, but also washes out a pure heart. I went straight to wash my hands. When I got to the door, my mother stopped me. My cold hand stroked my cheek and said, "You go to study, I'll wash first!" " "My word, turned and left me. At the moment of closing the door, my mother narrowed her eyes and her mouth rose slightly. She left me a puzzled smile. Not only love, but also. A little incomprehension surrounds my heart.
"Well, come on!" Familiar speaking out of turn whispers sounded again. I looked back at my mother. She lowered her eyebrows and dragged the broken hair on her forehead with her hands. She walked past me slowly. Her pace is so light that time seems to freeze in an instant. I turned on the tap. In an instant, I was shocked. A warm current poured down, and crystal drops rolled in my hands. The weather is so warm ... I understand my mother's good intentions. When I look back, I see my mother's gratified smile and her red hands in the moonlight. ...
Tears slipped quietly; Mother's love for me, mother is an endless river; And my love for my mother, I am a noisy and impetuous stream, and I can only be his tributary forever. ...
The 600-word essay of Daquan 5 is "Different winds in a hundred miles, different customs in a thousand miles." There are 56 nationalities in China. Different regions, different nationalities. Have their own unique folk customs. Next, let me talk about the Spring Festival in Fujian.
In Fujian, a "busy year" is about to begin on the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, which is also called general cleaning. Cleaning is to sort out some unnecessary things and "say goodbye to the old and welcome the new".
On the thirtieth day of the twelfth lunar month, every household posts new couplets and New Year pictures. At night, no one sleeps. At 0: 00 on New Year's Day, families began to set the table at the door, put food on the table, and then began to worship the public and set off firecrackers on the ground. In a blink of an eye, the door of every household turned into a fiery red.
On New Year's Day, men, women and children put on new clothes, and there was no one in the street. At noon, everyone will beat Bazin with a hammer, bring some food and go to their former home to worship. Adults also visit relatives and friends and give gifts to each other. In the evening, they will eat fish and jiaozi on New Year's Eve. The reason why fish is eaten is because fish symbolizes "more than auspiciousness and celebration"; Eating jiaozi is wrapping coins in jiaozi. People who eat coins will be very lucky this year. At midnight, people will come out and set off fireworks.
In the third grade, every family had to kill pigs and then go to worship. There will be a cruise at noon. They drove a salute car, "bang! Bang! ..... "Earth-shattering, people knocked away. It's so spectacular that people can't help going together. These days, places for sightseeing and worshipping Buddha are crowded with people everywhere, and you may fall down if you are not careful.
On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month, we will eat glutinous rice balls. There are all kinds of dumplings, which are a symbol of "fullness", so the whole family should sit together and eat them. After the Lantern Festival, the Spring Festival in Fujian is almost over, and people have returned to the past.
Marx said hundreds of years ago: "Family is the cell of society, but nothing is more important than anything." There is no shortage of love education now, but we must never limit the inheritance and expression of love to a corner of the "local area network". The "chicken feather letter" of love should be used when it is time. After all, a family life in which chickens fly and eggs fly upside down does not conform to the harmonious development of modern social organizations. ...
Life tells us that the future is unpredictable, but the most important thing is to understand that for this reason, we should live every moment of the present. Every leaf doesn't know when and how to leave the branch, but even the last moment on the tree doesn't affect its life posture to show people its beautiful state. I won't affect my life again because of this sudden earthquake, and I don't know when I will come again in the future. It is the best choice and the best state to live every moment without regrets. This is the attitude I should have in life.
The dance of thought constitutes a step towards our success. A person's life is what his heart is like, and this heart is the state of his life. We should leave a place for our hearts, just as everyone has his own ideals, beliefs and religions. Treat others with awe, compassion and tolerance, and always put her in a peaceful and pious position, and others will definitely return our friendly eyes. ...
Our society needs "Lao Wang" to add exquisiteness with exquisite skills, and "Xiao Liu" to add exquisiteness with exquisite art, but without the painstaking research of "Da Li", we are likely to be confined to contemporary sections, and it is difficult to learn from and carry forward the past. Our country may also lose the unlimited development momentum and potential brought by innovation. Dali inherited the knowledge of predecessors and found the mystery of life science by relying on the spirit of hard work and innovation. He is worthy of his ancestors and benefits future generations. How can such a person not be elegant?
5. A sunny and healthy son with an upward attitude is the "most elegant person" in his father's eyes; An independent, intelligent, generous and kind woman is the "most elegant person" in her boyfriend's eyes; A warrior who is strong and brave and not afraid of sacrifice is the "most elegant person" in the eyes of his comrades. If you ask me, who is the "most elegant person"? The answer is all the people who live in this world.
The topic of dreams has been talked about recently, and there are many things about the Chinese dream, but people ignore an important thing-security. Without the dream of security, I often hear the old man say, "Peace is bliss." In the eyes of old people, as long as they are safe. But now traffic accidents are increasing. A traffic accident will cause several people's suffering, several people's losses, and even meet our greatest fear-death. no
I don't know if you still remember that the Korean Boeing 777 crashed when it landed in San Francisco, USA. 307 people, 14 1 China citizens, 24 high school students, 2 dead, 4 missing, 130 injured. This is a shocking number. Two dead people lost their lives just because of the plane crash. They have relatives, families and unfinished dreams. Death, injury and disappearance are terrible things, and safety is paid more and more attention. School bus safety has become a topic of discussion. In Henan, a school bus full of 60 junior high school students had an accident. Two junior high school students died on the spot and a dozen students were injured. 60 students went to participate in practical activities collectively, and the bus was running normally. A big truck that was about to overtake directly hit them. Two students who were in the flower season left this world, and the children's relatives cried and kept shouting the children's names, which made everyone feel uncomfortable. Yao Ming is a child as old as me. The driver of the big truck was the perpetrator of the accident, but everyone has an unshirkable responsibility. In the final analysis, safety has not been put in the first place. What about dreams? People who have no safety awareness will eventually go first. Without a sense of security, no matter how beautiful the dream is, it is nothing. Safety is everywhere in people's production and life, and it is also everywhere in our life. People should pay attention to traffic safety when going out; Pay attention to health and disease prevention safety in life; In production, we should pay attention to the safety of life and property, and so on. Therefore, "safety" is an eternal topic.
In our real life, countless facts tell us that anyone who ignores safety will pay a painful price. Let the alarm of safety often reverberate in our ears, and let us work together to have a better tomorrow together. Sixth grade, Esan Road Primary School, Liunan District, Liuzhou City, Guangxi: Miami
All eight people should have social ethics, which is an important criterion for our self-discipline in this social life. If a person has no social morality, what is his significance to this society?
After a day's class, I happily got on the bus home and prepared to have a good rest. However, the bus stopped not far from home, as if there was a traffic jam. The long traffic has merged into a long river, with no end before and no end after. The sound of horns, curses and complaints kept coming and going, which made me even more annoyed. So, in order to know the truth of the traffic jam and save time, I resolutely got off the car and went straight home. ...
At the fork in the road near my home, I saw such a scene: a silver-gray off-road vehicle stopped at the roadside, and the driver might have gone to the roadside store to buy things. Moreover, a lot of traffic was blocked by this car, and the original two lanes became one lane, which happened to be the rush hour. No wonder there is a traffic jam.
I can't help being angry because there is a small parking space just across the street. Do you ignore others for the convenience of your own shopping? This is another lack of social morality.
I haven't forgotten what I read in the moral book: a boy of 16 years old, tall, just because he was bored, went to the town middle school to play a tweeter to interfere with teaching, drove a tractor into the school on the rampage, and stopped the students from abusing and cursing on the way. The teacher stepped forward to dissuade him and even said, "I don't make big mistakes, but I keep making small ones, which makes others angry and won't be brought to justice!" " " ……
I have never forgotten what I saw with my own eyes: a fashionable young man threw away a coke bottle and spilled coke all over the floor. An old lady almost fell down because of this. ...
I have never forgotten what I heard with my own ears: a bus driver swore, "Get out of here!" " Just because the car in front turned around and blocked the bus. ……
Maybe I am not qualified to comment on social morality, because no one is perfect, and maybe I may make mistakes at some point. But our most basic quality must not change. What we should realize is that social morality is declining, and we need to get it back without delay.
600-word composition 9 "Xiaojie, come, come, come and see what grandma bought you." "ah! It's ice cream, thank you grandma. " "Ha ha ha ..."
Grandma has always loved me since I was a child. When I was a child, I was picky about food, and my grandmother tried her best to cook for me. Today is braised pork ribs, tomorrow is chicken wings with cola, and the day after tomorrow is fried beef with carrots ... but I still eat less and get sick. For this reason, my grandmother broke her heart for me, holding a recipe and studying it slowly every day, and my appetite slowly opened.
Older, I went to primary school, so I can't stay at home with my grandmother every day. I can see that my grandmother is a little frustrated, but she still encourages me: "Xiaojie, go to primary school, study hard, go to college, come back and pick her up, and enjoy it." With grandma's belief in this sentence, I began to go to primary school. Come on! Be sure to read a good book and make grandma happy.
When I was in the third or fourth grade, I accidentally fell and sharp marble was embedded in my face. At that time, grandma went out to buy food, and my mother and I were at home. My mother is checking my homework, and I am the only one playing. Until I was lying in the hospital, I saw my grandmother who was travel-stained. Later, I left a scar on my face. Since then, my grandmother has often looked at this scar in a daze and muttered: If only I were here. It took grandma a long time to get over her regret.
In the fifth and sixth grade, perhaps because of this scar, I became somewhat inferior and alienated from my family. I am not as attached to my grandmother as I used to be. At this time, my grandmother was old, her legs and feet were clumsy, and her teeth were few, but she still cared about me. "XiaoJie, grandma here is delicious. Come on, come on. " "What is it?" Look! It turned out to be ice cream, my favorite ice cream when I was a child. Now I have forgotten the taste of this ice cream.
Tear open the package and take a bite. Still sweet and greasy, which is my last favorite taste when I grow up. But this time I don't hate it at all, because it's like grandma's love for me.
Now, I am in junior high school. My grandmother is seventy years old and her brain is a little confused, but I want to say to her, "Grandma, thank you for giving me a happy and wonderful childhood."
Memories: A kind old woman was sleeping with a carefree little girl in her arms. Both of them have upturned corners of their mouths and happy faces.