A candidate in Shanghai
You may not believe it, but I have an unusual hobby-washing dishes.
Many people always feel that washing dishes is a burden after a full meal. Just as some people don't want to wash clothes after taking a shower, they always finish washing in a hurry. Because of this, we ignore some trivial beauty in life. Everyone else suffers from washing dishes, but I enjoy it alone.
Soak greasy dishes in a basin full of bubbles, carefully wipe them with a thick rag, and then rinse them with clear water, so that the original sticky dishes immediately become smooth and clean. The blue-edged porcelain bowls hung with water drops were neatly stacked by me, as if they were exquisite works of art. Wipe off the water drops again, and a sense of accomplishment will arise. More importantly, after the oil was washed away, I felt as if something in my heart had gone with the water and become delicate and fresh. I wonder if you have ever felt that kind of euphoria?
Every morning, the whole family is as busy as a charge. Adults are busy with work and children are busy with school. The rice bowls used by the family are always washed by the last person who leaves, and sometimes they are even left until the evening. Lunch is solved separately at work or school, so only dinner symbolizes the reunion and relaxation of the family. After dinner, washing dishes naturally became an opportunity for me to show my filial piety. I always enjoyed it. While washing dishes, I talked and laughed with my family, and I didn't feel tired at all. If the tune of "Wash and Brush" is playing on the TV at this moment, I will dance with chopsticks and knock on the bowl on a whim, and hum and sway with the music. Occasionally, I looked up at the window and saw thousands of lights, thinking that maybe every light had the same atmosphere, and I couldn't help being intoxicated. In the warm light, every bowl actually has a layer of blue and white halo flowing on it. Every now and then, my heart will be filled with a little warmth and a touch of satisfaction.
For me, washing dishes is not only housework, but also a way to nourish my life. Whenever friends and relatives have dinner, the question after a full meal is "Who washes the dishes". I said, "I'll wash it. I have this hobby." So people call me "hardworking humor". Ha, ha, ha, with this reputation, why not?
Someone said to me, "If you were asked to be a dishwasher, you wouldn't be so happy." I think so. Only such a beautiful family life can make me savor the trivial and unusual sweetness.
Brief comment
I didn't expect such a small event as washing dishes to make the author write such a beautiful "big article". Whether it is the process of washing dishes or the details of washing dishes, it is spread out without affectation. For example, when describing washing dishes, "sticky dishes immediately become smooth and clean", such a scene description is very appropriate; Another example is that after washing dishes, the phrase "there is a layer of blue and white halo flowing on the bowl" is beautiful; When describing the inner feelings, the phrase "a little warmth and a touch of satisfaction" is even more realistic. Finally, when everyone regards washing dishes as my "industrious humor", the phrase "Why not do it with this good name" shows the author's thoughts and feelings of loving labor and life to the fullest.
Delightful in my heart
A candidate in Shanghai
Mom has been haggard a lot recently. Yes, she is too tired for this family!
My mother is very busy with work and heavy housework, and I am in junior high school, which makes her worry. It's a holiday, so mom should have a good rest. To this end, I have been thinking: What can I do for my mother?
Looking around: clothes, mother has been washed clean; The floor, mother has been polished to reflect the figure; Mother has already bought, washed and cut the food, just waiting for the pot. Alas, there is nothing I can do to help. I lay idle on the sofa, picked up a magazine casually, and turned it carelessly. Suddenly, a line of small words came into my eyes: "Combing your hair can activate your blood, eliminate fatigue and refresh your mind. Sticking to combing your hair for a long time is good for your physical and mental health ... "
"Eliminate fatigue?" As soon as I saw it, I was refreshed. Yes, why not give mom a "suit the remedy to the case"?
I walked up to my mother mysteriously with a comb and said, "Mom, I know you've been tired for a while. Sit on the sofa and have a rest. I'll comb your hair. The book says that combing your hair can eliminate fatigue." Mother obediently leaned back on the sofa and closed her eyes happily. I took a comb along my mother's hair and gently combed it from the middle to both sides. Suddenly, I was surprised to find that my mother's bright black hair was mixed with a few harsh silver wires. What's going on? You know, mom is not yet forty years old! Oh, this is all for our family! The hand with the comb doesn't work at all. The careful mother obviously noticed it and quickly asked, "Baby, what's wrong with you?" I quickly rubbed my eyes with my hand and said, "No, nothing, a hair touched my eyes." Say that finish, and continue to comb up.
"ouch!" Mother suddenly let out a cry softly, and the voice was very small, but I still heard it. It turned out that the comb caught some of my mother's hair. I quickly slowed down and combed slowly with my heart. Mother closed her eyes and was completely immersed in this extremely warm atmosphere. Time passed by, and I stretched and just wanted to say, "OK!" " I couldn't bear to stop when I saw my mother's comfortable and satisfied expression, so I leaned down and combed it gently ...
Sheep have the grace of kneeling and nursing, and crows have the meaning of feeding back. When affection, the sweetest bond in the world, gradually becomes a luxury, I call from the bottom of my heart: filial piety can't wait, even if it is a foot wash, a warm word and a comb.
Comb my mother's hair, my heart is always happy.
Brief comment
Sometimes, a word, a smiling face and an action can make an article suddenly colorful. This article only tells a scene of combing hair, but because of personal experience and real feelings, ordinary events have become dazzling. The success of this composition lies in the description of the details, such as describing the scene when "I" helped my mother comb her hair, and through the two actions of "leaning" and "closing", her happiness suddenly jumped to the page. Another example is that when "I" found my mother's white hair, the detail of "rubbing my eyes with my hand" showed the complex psychology that "I" was moved but wanted to hide. However, the candidates did not stop there, but continued to push forward. At the same time, they "bent down and gently combed up" and sent out such deep feelings as "the sheep has the grace to kneel and the crow has the meaning to feed back". In this way, small things will have the brilliance of thoughts and emotions.
Delightful in my heart
A candidate in Shanghai
Grandpa is an old Chinese doctor, and his family is always full of all kinds of Chinese medicines. I always like to sit with a stool and watch grandpa grind medicine and cook soup quietly. My heart was drunk when the wisps of medicine gas gradually filled the whole room.
When I was a child, I used to play in grandpa's drugstore. Tall and sturdy counters, dark brown paint and yellow and outdated labels are all the "scenery" of the drugstore. A small scale and a pair of skillful hands shuttle between heavy medicine cabinets, which is probably grandpa's daily work. His mouth was slightly raised, and he probably wondered if some people were picking these herbs gently in the distant mountains, then drying them and tasting them. He often puts one or two pieces of licorice into my mouth like a magician, and the sweet taste lingers in my tongue, as if life is full of joy.
I spent my childhood drinking bowls of brown medicine soup. Grandpa's stooped back, the gas coming out of the medicine jar, and the blue flame licking the bottom of the medicine jar are all fixed in the fragments of time. At that time, grandpa would always hold a white porcelain bowl and two pieces of rock sugar in his hand, smiling and handing it to me, saying, "Good medicine tastes bitter and is good for illness, darling, and you will be fine after drinking it." However, I often upset the medicine bowl willfully, which made my grandfather worry a lot.
On my deathbed, I can only kill time by reading and drawing, so I got to know many beautiful names from the shabby Chinese herbal medicine books at home, including Angelica dahurica, Pinellia ternata, Ziwan and Indigo Naturalis ... Grandpa took pains to tell me their efficacy. I often think: they must have been gentle and beautiful women in previous lives, and then turned into these herbs to give patients the greatest comfort, otherwise how could they have such a beautiful name? Sister Lin's pitiful figure in A Dream of Red Mansions is more touching because of the fragrance of medicine. Drink aromatherapy in summer and rock candy bird's nest in winter ... The Xiaoxiang Pavilion in the dense room looks so different.
When I grew up, I went to the countryside with my grandfather to collect herbs, and it was sunny or drizzling all the way. Grandpa, carrying a basket on his back, twisted herbs and sniffed them carefully. On the way back, I still can't forget the cheerful spirit of those drugstore owners, big and small, when they saw grandpa. This medicinal fragrance, like a unique melody, is scattered in every corner of the city and countryside, bringing me happiness and health.
The bitter medicinal fragrance has already become the most mellow aftertaste and fragrance in my heart. It is accompanied by grandpa's love, meticulous and soft, soaking my life. Now that I think about it, my heart is still as good as before!
Brief comment
Like this masterpiece, I'm afraid there is only one candidate in Shanghai who can focus on Chinese medicine. The reason why candidates can spread their letters and pens is entirely due to their unique experiences and insights. If there is no grandfather who is a Chinese medicine practitioner, has no unusual contact with Chinese medicine, and has no profound feelings for Chinese medicine, it is difficult to write this excellent examination room. Good materials, but also have a good cutting angle. Candidates don't like Chinese medicine from their childhood, which leads to grandpa's care for themselves; Then, in the plot of reading a drug book during illness, I explained my understanding of Chinese medicine, especially the narrative about Sister Lin, which was derived from the name of Chinese medicine, which added a lot of details and cultural charm to the article. Finally, on the way back from collecting medicine, others will admire grandpa. The content of the article is rich and colorful, and the emotions are promoted step by step, which makes the happy and beautiful feelings of the characters truly natural and beautiful.
Delightful in my heart
A candidate in Shanghai
She finally got out of the exercise, and people were as limp as a deflated ball. Gently rubbing your sore and tired eyes, holding your aching forehead slightly, I can't help sighing softly ... With the approaching of the senior high school entrance examination, teachers' requirements become more and more strict. Gradually, she was a little overwhelmed and unable to cope. In meditation, she couldn't help looking out of the small window.
Outside the window, an idyllic beauty immediately caught her eye. The verdant green buds, the cauliflower in bud, and the young saplings that have just sprouted ... all of this deeply tied her heart and her spirit immediately refreshed. Gently and faintly, she hummed the poem "The green willows are yellow and half uneven" written by Juyuan Yang in the Tang Dynasty. What a wonderful poem, like a sweet and clear mountain spring, instantly moistened her heart and soothed her boredom and burnout. She gazed intently at this beautiful spring scenery, deeply and stupidly immersed in it.
For a long time, she opened a window. In an instant, a fresh air came to my face, refreshing. She took a deep breath of the unique breath of this spring and got carried away. "What a wonderful world outside!" She sang. At this moment, all the complaints, troubles and worries vanished. The vast and boundless world outside the window propped up her narrow spiritual space and broke the rules she set for herself. She only felt that for a moment, she was as light as a swallow, as if she were going to fly. She leaned out and sang loudly, and the birds chirped and danced with her cheerful melody. Her heart is full of joy and excitement. At the moment, she feels like a boat that has unloaded its heavy burden and raised its sails for a long voyage, full of energy, passion and hope.
"Oh," she sighed, which was a sigh of infinite satisfaction. She blinked her big dark eyes, and when she stared out of the window with wide eyes, two strange expressions appeared in her eyes. Then she seemed to mutter to herself, and she seemed to pour out her thoughts: "Let go, get out of yourself, the world outside the window is wonderful! Stop tying yourself up and get out-"
She tossed her head freely and shrugged her shoulders again. Outside the window, the sun is shining and birds are chirping; In the field, the green waves are undulating and full of vitality. Everything is so full of vitality. At that moment, her heart was full of joy and warmth.
Oh, the girl sitting in front of the window is none other than this girl!
Brief comment
The same story is told, but the candidates in this paper use a lot of pen and ink to render their anguish. This idea method of reverse cut-in not only has the effect of writing brilliantly, but also makes ordinary content have new ideas. Different from other articles, this paper has a gradual change process for the psychological display of alacrity. In order to write this emotional change naturally and truly, candidates obviously spent some time thinking. The hero first met the scene outside the window, and the article said, "It soothed the boredom and burnout in my heart"; When intoxicated with it, the article said that "the body is as light as a swallow, as if to fly"; Finally, when she shook her head freely, the feeling of warmth and joy was beyond words. Because of the strong bedding, the expression of emotion also appears real and natural. What's more ingenious is that the examinee's pen turned and fell on himself at the end, which is really wonderful.