The "one thing" here can be a thing, a story, a sentence, a phenomenon, an article, a movie, etc. It can even refer to someone's words, an action or a detail in an event, etc. The "one discussion" here refers to focusing on one's own point of view from a certain angle, so that this point of view is clear, convincing and acceptable. "One discussion" refers to expressing one's opinion on an event, a phenomenon or a material read in life.
Introduction to the writing process 1. Carding points 1. Basic writing. The article generally consists of two parts: narration and reasoning. Tell one thing first, then discuss it, express your opinion and explain a truth.
2. Basic structure: summing up facts-putting forward arguments-proving arguments-concluding the full text. The parts of "summarizing facts" and "putting forward arguments" are the "introduction" of the article, which requires writing and asking questions; The "proof argument" part is the "theory" part of the article, which needs to analyze and demonstrate the problem. This part can also add some materials related to reality; The "ending the full text" part is the "conclusion" part of the article and also the part to solve the problem.
3. Writing skills. (1) Analyze materials and identify arguments.
The projection shows a piece of material: after Einstein became famous, the king and queen of Belgium invited him to visit. At the appointed time, the king sent a palace car to meet him at the railway station.
The train came, but the driver couldn't find Einstein, so he went back empty-handed and reported to the king that the professor didn't come. But half an hour later, Einstein came wearing a dusty raincoat and a pair of old leather shoes.
It turned out that the driver only looked at the clothes and didn't recognize people. Einstein came on foot. Students can analyze the following arguments from the materials: ① Einstein lived a simple life; (2) The common fault of recognizing clothes but not people; 3. Look at the essence of the problem, don't stay on the surface phenomenon; (4) Einstein did not put on airs and was approachable; ⑤ After Einstein became famous, he focused on scientific career and did not pursue personal enjoyment; When picking up the station, especially when picking up people you don't know, you should make an appointment to contact, so that there will be no mistakes made by driver Wang.
Comparing several arguments, except that (6) the guiding materials are too general, and (3) the lack of individuality and the pursuit of profundity are a bit far-fetched, other arguments are suitable for discussion. If you talk about achievements according to ①, you can't expect too much in life; According to (2), it is vulgar and superficial to talk about judging people by their appearances; According to 4, it can be said that truly cultivated scholars will not be vain and will not care about details; According to (5), it can be said that a great scientist should put the public interest first and strive to benefit all mankind, instead of pursuing personal enjoyment.
(2) A clear-cut attitude. Give positive affirmation and praise to beautiful things; For ugly things, we must clearly express negation and hatred; Reasonable analysis and enthusiastic help should be given to the incorrect words and deeds of classmates and friends, such as destroying the environment, copying homework, and treating people on birthdays.
(3) Thinking is innovative. The matter itself is often multifaceted. Thinking and analyzing the same thing from different angles can dig out different connotations and draw different views and opinions.
We should expand our thinking as much as possible and strive to write new ideas from a new angle and level. (4) The combination of narration and discussion is based on understanding.
Generally, it is straight to the point, and generally introduces the events, phenomena or materials to be demonstrated around the argument; Then discuss the matter on your own and put forward your own views; Then choose the appropriate method to illustrate your argument. (5) Pay attention to the internal relationship between matter and reason, and prevent replacing discussion with Syria.
Second, give examples to prove that "cheating" talks about the approaching exam, and several boring guys in the class are talking about various cheating tricks. Although it only makes people laugh, it proves the fact that the phenomenon of "cheating" in exams still exists in many schools to varying degrees.
Why do people cheat in every exam? In fact, this is not surprising. Cheaters just want to get high marks. They are glorious, praised by teachers and happy by parents.
There are also some people who have no choice but to take risks and be confused, afraid of being criticized by teachers, scolded by parents and beaten with sticks. Cheating in exams is also called "peeking". In the eyes of some people, it is really a wonderful thing: having fun at ordinary times, you can easily get high marks with a little calculation during the exam.
Cheaters only know to use "fake scores" to satisfy temporary vanity, but they don't know that "a thousand miles of embankment is destroyed by an ant nest". A little cheating won't make him heinous, but it has planted an ugly seed in his heart.
Not to mention the disappointment of teachers, the punishment of the school, and the eyes of other students after cheating was discovered. Even if you get away with it this time, are you really so practical? Can you promise it won't happen in the future? I once remembered that a classmate wrote down his feelings after cheating: "I have been living in extreme fear and my spirit is about to collapse." I'm afraid to meet my parents, teachers and friends.
..... I finally know what is unbearable. "Yes, nothing is more gratifying than having an open mind, and nothing is more painful than feeling guilty and losing the trust of others; The vanity gained by lies will eventually be shattered.
An American educator once said, "Students who cheat in exams will also cheat in work and marriage. What kind of society can we expect when the good quality of honesty has no place in a country? " When you step into society, do you also have to cheat with books and notes? Deceiving teachers and parents is not deceiving yourself in the end! On the other hand, it is wrong for students to cheat, but can this only blame students? Shouldn't teachers and parents take some responsibility? Some teachers and parents blindly regard "score" as the only criterion to measure a student.
Many students cheat under this pressure. Shouldn't this cause teachers and parents to reflect? Once again, I would like to advise all students: instead of trying their best to engage in "underground activities" in the exam, it is better to study hard at ordinary times.
"Cheating.
The ferris wheel with 600 narratives and 600 youth has started to run.
We sit in it, or excited, or happy, or lost, or sad, are all witnesses of our growth. Fourteen years old, with a touch of sadness, slipped quietly in my life. Once those lost beauties disappear in drifting.
Flower of life is in bud. We carefully care for the beautiful dreams we weave with our heart. In the waste of time, time slipped away quietly, and we changed from children licking lollipops to thoughtful adults.
Growth is a slow process. When we open our eyes every day, we face a new life and a new world. When I was a child, I often cried because I didn't get 100 on the paper, but now success or failure is not so important to us, and we care more about the process.
Only through hard work can we taste the sweetness of success. We firmly believe that we will win! I used to think that youth was out of reach, but now youth is in my own hands, but I feel confused and confused. I often say that "youth is for profligacy". I really want to ask myself, are you still splurging? Although it is only the beginning, it is far from what I expected.
Growing up is an annoying thing, and it is also something to be proud of. I used to laugh and be childish, and I locked it into a small box of memory with maturity and reason. There is an impulse to shout "I have grown up", and with a little rebellion, I write about a lonely young man.
The tinkling wind chimes in front of the window beat my sensitive and fragile heart. I opened the window and took a deep breath. I found that I was naive and blue, and shook my head confidently. It felt good to grow up. Wave goodbye to the unhappiness and sadness of the past, and we should face life more strongly.
On that lonely night, bloom died.
The ferris wheel of youth has already started running. We sit in it, or excited, or happy, or lost, or sad, are all witnesses of our growth. Fourteen years old, with a touch of sadness, slipped quietly in my life. Once those lost beauties disappear in drifting.
Flower of life is in bud. We carefully care for the beautiful dreams we weave with our heart. In the waste of time, time slipped away quietly, and we changed from children licking lollipops to thoughtful adults. Growth is a slow process. When we open our eyes every day, we face a new life and a new world.
When I was a child, I often cried because I didn't get 100 on the paper, but now success or failure is not so important to us, and we care more about the process. Only through hard work can we taste the sweetness of success. We firmly believe that we will win!
I used to think that youth was out of reach, but now youth is in my own hands, but I feel confused and confused. I often say that "youth is for profligacy". I really want to ask myself, are you still splurging? Although it is only the beginning, it is far from what I expected.
Growing up is an annoying thing, and it is also something to be proud of. I used to laugh and be childish, and I locked it into a small box of memory with maturity and reason. There is an impulse to shout "I have grown up", and with a little rebellion, I write about a lonely young man.
The tinkling wind chimes in front of the window beat my sensitive and fragile heart. I opened the window and took a deep breath. I found that I was naive and blue, and shook my head confidently. It felt good to grow up. Wave goodbye to the unhappiness and sadness of the past, and we should face life more strongly.
Flowers bloom on that lonely night. ...
4. Write a 500-word character composition with one thing, requiring one person, one thing and one feature. If you are worried about your mother, you are different.
A kind-hearted mother made clothes for her wayward son's body. She sewed them carefully and repaired them thoroughly, fearing that the delay would make him leave home later ... Reading this well-known poem, my thoughts drifted away.
One day, I came home and walked into the room with a feeling of irritability. I found the room clean, the books were neatly placed on the bookcase, and my favorite carnations were still on the table. The smell is refreshing. I suddenly felt a lot better. At this moment, my mother came in and said happily, "You are back. Look, I made the room for you. Or am I ... "
"I put the information on the book? I still need it in the afternoon! " I interrupted my mother in spite of her kindness.
"What? I haven't read the information book, please look for it carefully! " Mom replied.
"No, I'm tired of it! Where did you put it? " I said impatiently, looking impatiently.
"Let me help you," mother said kindly.
"You help me? I don't know a few big characters. Can I help you? " I shouted at my mother.
Suddenly, my mother moved her lips and tried to say something. She looked embarrassed and stood still. I looked at my mother, shook my head and slammed the door.
When I came to school, I found the group leader distributing information books. Thinking of being rude to my mother just now, I secretly condemned myself. My mother is my grandmother's youngest daughter. She didn't study for a few years when she was a child. Because of this, she pinned all her expectations on me, but I hurt her with such words. How stupid I am!
Just when I blamed myself, a familiar cry came from my ear: "Yujie!" " "It's mom! I ran out of the classroom, and it turned out that my mother had come to deliver my meal. Tears welled up in my eyes and I looked at my mother guiltily. Remembering what I did to her, I choked: "Mom, I'm ... sorry!" "Mom smiled and said, Mom is fine!"
Mom, I hurt you too much, but you still give me everything you can as always. I always thought there was a "generation gap" between myself and my mother. Now I understand that my mother filled this "generation gap" with her kindness and tolerance.
In the vast sea of people, my mother is an ordinary woman, although ordinary but great. Mom, you are extraordinary, you are the touch of my life!
I urgently need a narrative about a discussion, preferably about 500 words. In my sleepy eyes, I saw your figure, your thin but vague figure. For two years, I have been thinking about you so much; Wake up in the middle of the night and cry for you; I want to rely on you most. ...
Do you remember? In the past, at school, there was not much trouble. As long as I stop at home and smell mouthwatering food, I forget everything. I always rush into the house, throw down my schoolbag and shout at you, "Grandma, I'm home!" " "I clearly remember that in the kitchen, under the" boom "range hood, you came back and saw me, walked over and pushed me out of the kitchen. The greasy touch still remains on my skin.
When I am in trouble, I want to rely on you most.
Soft dust flies in the dim light and falls on your silvery hair. You lean back on the old mahogany couch, and your favorite tin opera is on the radio on the Eight Immortals table. You hum along, turn over a yellow cookbook at hand, and mutter a few words from time to time: "My little daughter has grown up, I have to make it up for her." Inadvertently make a little noise and disturb you. You looked at me standing at the door and said, "Girl, how about having a virgin chicken today?"
When I grow up, I want to rely on you most.
Open your eyes, they are white, and your eyes are full of weakness. When you watch it, you will see that you rushed into the door in a hurry. As soon as you enter the door, you will shout to the parents sitting opposite you: "You can't even manage a child. How many times have you been hospitalized this month? " Turned around, looked at me morbidly, and said distressfully, "What happened? Is it better? Grandma brought your favorite bone soup, have some! " You gently lift my back, gently pick me up, sit up, look at my left hand full of pinholes and say with distress, "I'm holding it, you eat!" " "Looking at your gentle eyes, I see your tenderness and sadness.
When I am weak, I want to rely on you most.
"I ask you to be careful every time. Why do you only take this exam!" Whenever my mother's reproach sounds, as long as I hear your hurried footsteps, I am no longer afraid. Pushing open the door, you raise your eyebrows and urge your mother: "The children say she tried her best. What's more, she is so excellent and there is little room for improvement! " Grandma, you know, if I had an iron at this time, I really want to iron your wrinkled eyebrows!
When I am wronged, I want to rely on you most.
……
Wake up suddenly from a dream. It turned out to be just a dream. It's been two years since you left me. Your face has changed from familiar to fuzzy in my heart, but what I want to rely on most is you. In the kitchen, the food is not so fragrant; Under the light, there is no tin drama, no menu; When you are sick, you lack bone soup; When I am blamed, I lack your help, but what I want to rely on most is you.
6. One thing and one instrument, write a 400-word composition with candles.
Once a teacher, always a father. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. 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 silently pay for us.
An ordinary cylinder with a red coat and an antenna on its head is a candle.
Candles are very common things, I believe everyone has seen them! Very cheap, all over the world. You must be surprised to see this. Candles are too common. Why should I go to all the trouble to introduce them?
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 silently pay for us. The teacher comes 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. It is a bright light in the vast sea of people. But I want to say that the teacher is a candle. "Once a teacher, always a father." Teachers cultivate the flowers of our motherland with hard work and sweat, and let us become contributors to our motherland without asking for anything 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 recited last semester: the silkworms in spring will keep spinning until they die, and the candles will cry dry every night. This sentence is perfect for teachers. Teachers persist in class until they are white-haired, just like candles, sacrificing themselves to illuminate others.
Candle, it is so ordinary and so great. In the future, I will pay for the society silently and selflessly like a candle!
7. Write a 500-word composition "My Little Partner" with one person, one thing and one quality.
I knew many children when I was a child, but my best friend impressed me the most. Her name is Zhang Sixuan. Although she is not particularly beautiful, she is smart and lovely. She has long black hair, a neat row of bangs and big eyes. Whenever she sees someone in trouble, she always helps him enthusiastically.
I remember once, we had an art class. After the bell rang, the art teacher came to the classroom and taught us the lesson of "black and white contrast of line drawing", using thick Gou Xianbi. This is my favorite lesson. When I want to have a good figure, I happily take Gou Xianbi out of my schoolbag. But because the cap is too dead, I work hard. As soon as I pulled out my pen cap, the ink spilled out at once, so that my desk, clothes and paper were covered with ink, and even Zhang Sixuan was splashed with a little ink. My pen is leaking! I'm in a hurry and don't know what to do. At this time, Zhang Sixuan, who was sitting next to me, saw that I was at a loss. She immediately stopped writing, quickly took out paper towels and wet paper towels from her schoolbag and handed them to me, asking me to wipe her hands, clothes and tables, but she didn't care at all. While wiping, she said, "Don't worry, hurry home and wash your clothes, so that the stains on them won't come off when you come back." I nodded gratefully and said, "Wipe your clothes quickly, or they will dry soon." She said, "mine is not important. I'll wipe it later. " We cleaned the table together, and with the help of Zhang Sixuan, we finally cleaned it. But when she went back to her seat to continue drawing, she found my paper dirty. She took out a clean piece of paper from her schoolbag and handed it to me. We began to draw. But after a while, the bell rang and we haven't finished painting. I walked up to her guiltily and said, "Thank you for what happened just now, but your painting is not finished yet. The painting teacher should remember the results this time. " But I didn't expect Zhang Sixuan to smile and say, "Never mind, the teacher agreed to make up after class." I smiled gratefully at her. From then on, we became inseparable friends.
This is my classmate, a helpful girl. Every time I see her wearing that spotted dress, I think of her beautiful qualities. I am determined to help my classmates like her and be a good student who cares about others!
8. One-on-one composition of 600 words to learn from Lei Feng's experience
Today, Teacher Liu assigned us to write a composition about learning from Lei Feng. When I got home, I turned on the computer and found some information about Uncle Lei Feng: Uncle Lei Feng lost five relatives when he was a child, but he studied hard and helped people do good things. He not only loves his job, but also serves the people wholeheartedly. In his eyes, human life is limited, but serving the people is infinite. Therefore, we should devote our limited life to serving people indefinitely.
After reading uncle Lei Feng's information, I plan to experience the feeling of being a "little Lei Feng" by myself. I took out five yuan "pocket money", hey! Get ready to be thirsty and tired. Buy a popsicle to relieve hunger. I spent one yuan traveling around the county seat by bus to see the new development of the county seat. After getting on the bus, I looked around and found a suitable seat. I ran to sit in my seat. After one stop, an old woman came up, but all the seats on the bus were full, so the old woman had to stand in the aisle. I quickly got up and said to my grandmother, "Grandma, please sit in my seat. I'll get off at once. " "Thank you, little girl," grandma said to me with a smile. My uncle and aunt next to me cast an approving look, and I felt a sweet feeling in my heart. When I got off at Trust-Mart Plaza, I saw a disabled uncle singing while playing guitar. In front of him is a basin with some coins and banknotes lying around. Listening to my uncle's strength and vicissitudes, and looking at his empty trouser legs, my eyes were moist. I took out my only four dollars from my trouser pocket and put them in the basin. My uncle sang while playing, bowed deeply to me and said "thank you, little girl"! I quickly bowed and said "Uncle, you're welcome"! I walked home slowly, alas! Strange, I didn't eat popsicles. How can I feel the inner joy?
Today, I finally understand that doing good deeds is a particularly happy, happy and happy thing. Uncle Lei Feng passed on this spirit of doing good deeds to us. We should carry him forward and do as much good as we can. Uncle Lei Feng, you are a good example for us to learn!
9. "Honesty" is a fine tradition of our Chinese nation. We should not know it hastily, but really understand its meaning.
As a primary school student, we should start from small things and develop good habits and qualities, such as not copying homework, cheating in exams, being greedy for petty gains and being honest. These are also "clean". Although these are trivial things, they tell us a truth in life, that is, we should be proud of honesty and ashamed of greed.
In our beautiful campus, full of laughter. But there are still many students who cheat in the exam. If someone asks, give a false answer. Do they never feel uneasy? I once personally experienced such a thing: in the examination room, many students in our class were stumped by a question and could not help but discuss it.
My deskmate asked me what to do, and I wouldn't. This question has seven points, which is too high. I'm really anxious. At this time, the students behind said, "I can do it!" " "These words have pulled me into two completely different realms, one is honesty and the other is deception. I am wandering and I am at a loss.
We really wanted to copy his answers. But somehow, I didn't do it. I filled in my answers.
Maybe I did something wrong, but he did the right thing. If I plagiarize the answer, I may get a hundred points, but for me, my real 93 points are more valuable than the plagiarized 100 points ... Although it has been a long time, I still clearly remember that we all laughed happily after the exam. Because this exam depends on our real strength.
We also really realize the importance of this little thing. I want to ask, other students, are you "honest" Can you do it by yourself? In the third grade, my parents put a lot of pressure on me. I have to do not only the homework assigned by my teacher, but also the homework assigned by my parents. At that time, I really wanted an answer to appear in front of me.
To cultivate good qualities, a father must start from ordinary things and try his best to do everything well. Sometimes, small things are even more important than big things. He always says that if I do well, he will give me a reward. I grew up day by day and tried to do everything well, but my father still didn't give me a reward.
Maybe I didn't do it well enough. I always thought so. Now, two years later, my father's words seem to have left a mark on my heart, and I gradually understand these words.
I have formed the habit of starting from small things and doing one thing well on my own. This is a reward from my father. In the future, these words inspire * * * to do everything well, no matter big or small.