Wen Sunlin cares about me a lot. I remember the first day of school, the sky was clear. Before music class, we went downstairs to raise the flag. Everyone went straight to the stairs, squeezing into a pile, squeezing, squeezing, ah! It's no good! I fell and hurt my leg. I had to sit on the stairs and scream.
At that moment, my good friend Wen Sunlin appeared, and she ran over to me and said, "Are you okay?"
I said sadly, "I fell on my way down the stairs, and it hurts like hell!"
Wensunlin asked anxiously, "So are you still in pain?"
I cried, "Of course it hurts!"
Listening to me, WenSunLin immediately stretched out her hands and gently touched my wound, with her help, I barely stood up, and said to her, "Why don't we both go to the playground and raise the flag together?
Wen Sunlin then helped me, limping to raise the flag. I gratefully said to Wensunlin: "Wensunlin, you are so kind to me, thank you for helping me today. Wenxunlin said happily, "It's good that you're all right. Friends should help each other, don't you think so?" I nodded happily Wensunlin ah Wensunlin, you are so caring to me, you are really my good friend! I hope we will always be good friends, okay?
My deskmate Dong Kaixuan is really funny looking, with a flat head, a pair of big eyes blinking, a small collapsed nose, that big mouth closed tightly, and a lock of black hair, which is ridiculously tilted on his forehead. I liked him the first day I sat with him. (Begin by introducing the subject of the narrative . The character's appearance is characterized by his "funny" looks. The opening description of the appearance is related to the following description of the three aspects of the character of the "tablemates". (Be careful not to write about appearance just for the sake of writing an essay at the beginning of learning to write an essay).
My deskmate is very competitive. (This article adopts a categorized narrative method to write about the same table from three sides. This paragraph writes the first point: the winning heart is strong . "Winning heart" is shown in the description of the character's demeanor. (Write the unhappy, jealous demeanor first: beaming, glaring .) The other day, I scored 98 points in the language test, and he scored 97 points. So a point difference, he was not happy, doe mouth to take my exam paper over, wide-eyed, carefully looked at ...... I was wondering, he suddenly like found a new continent like a big smile, to me a wink, ran to the squadron leader there, even dragged the squadron leader "please! He ran to the squadron leader, dragged the squadron leader with him and "invited" the squadron leader to come here, pointing at a word on the examination paper with his hand, and said proudly (Write again the demeanor of gaining hope of defeating the opponents: laughing, winking, and smiling proudly). Ground to the lieutenant-captain, "Look, this 'Jade' in 'White Jade is Precious', Gu Yu has written it as 'King'!" When the lieutenant took a closer look, he pointed at Dong Kaixuan's head and said, "What are you yelling about? Where's the mistake?" Dong Kaixuan glared at the squadron leader, smugly took the exam paper, and read, "'White jade is precious'...... Huh? The word 'jade' wasn't right just now, but how come it's right now?" He touched his head straight, (Finally, write the defeated demeanor: touched his head straight, nodded his head straight . Write language that is appropriate to the identity, occasion, etc., "To do well in the exam ...... rely on your own efforts ah!" (can be deleted .) The happy energy just now disappeared without a trace. I saw his pitiful look and immediately took his hand and said, "It doesn't matter, do better next time. To do well in the exam, not by looking for other people's mistakes, but by your own efforts ah!" He looked at me and nodded his head sincerely. ("Heartily" and the comma before it should be deleted accordingly.)
My tablemate is also a bit confused - a messy fashion. (Write the second point in this paragraph: confused . The first point is to write about his self-appreciation of his appearance. (First, write about his self-appreciative demeanor: he looked lively, proud, puffed out his chest, held his head up, walked quickly, and said loudly.) That morning, with perfume on his face and oil in his windblown hair, he came to the classroom in a glowing manner. Teacher Wang, who was standing by the podium, smelled his scent and called him over. Dong Kaixuan puffed out his chest, thought he was very beautiful, and walked quickly and proudly to the teacher. Teacher Wang deliberately asked him, "Dong Kaixuan, why do you smell so good?" He thought the teacher was going to praise him, and raised his head even more vigorously, saying loudly, "I, well, rubbed a little perfume, put some hair oil! (The character's language, from the tone and intonation to the choice of sentence structure, is consistent with the character's demeanor, focusing on Dong Kaixuan's self-appreciation.)" The teacher looked at him, angry and amused, and said to him, "Dong Kaixuan, rubbing perfume on your hair and smearing it with hair oil is not real beauty! Think about what is considered beautiful, and tomorrow we'll discuss it together." Dong Kaixuan rubbed his nose like a kitten just waking up, slipped to his seat, and scratched his hair. (Write his embarrassed and ashamed demeanor again: rubbing his nose and scratching his hair.) As if this could scratch off the hair oil and perfume. (Write the third point in the following three paragraphs: love to hit people for fun .)
My deskmate is quite a punching bag. I've only been sitting with him for two weeks, and I've been hit by him about ten times. When Mr. Wang found out, he took us both in and asked him seriously, "Dong Kaixuan, what if you hit Gu Yu again?" Dong Kaixuan blinked and blurted out, "That's fine, just ask him to hit me back three times!" That's what he said, but not three days later, he made the same old mistake.
Self-study class, he quickly finished his homework, nothing to do, just like the TV "Wu Sung" in the Wu Sung, bellowed, and used his hand to vigorously towards my leg "whack" a bit, and I screamed in pain. He panicked, spat out his tongue, and said, "I'm sorry, my good and honorable Gu Yu." He also rubbed my legs vigorously. Looking at him like this, my anger subsided and I immediately said, "Never mind, never mind." (The character's simplicity is also expressed with godly descriptions. For example, the use of "a tongue out" to show his panic when he knew that he had made a mistake again, and the use of "silly" to describe his willingness to correct his mistake.)
But Dong Kaixuan was still very upset, and said foolishly: (The look and language of his apology, as well as his actions after the apology, all show Dong Kaixuan's straightforward character of knowing his mistakes and correcting them.) "You hit me back!" I'm not going to fight! He grabbed my hand when I wasn't looking and hit his own leg hard with mine. (The character's language and actions correspond to the section above where Mr. Wang talks to the two of us, so it's reasonable to write about the process of "hitting back.") "Ouch!" He shouted, and immediately laughed again, he probably thought he had "punished" himself. I couldn't help but laugh at his silly face, as he realized his mistake.
My classmate, Dong Kaixuan, is both naughty and cute, but also quite silly. He is so silly and funny that anyone who sees him will like him, really! (Summarize the character traits on the basis of the three accounts above and express the feelings of friendship .)
There are many words to praise Zhuge Liang. However, in that many gorgeous words, "sober" is the most simple and most suitable for him. "Receive two rivers" "three gas Zhou Yu" "six out of Qishan" "seven capture Mengwu" "row eight array" ...... all his great achievements, all thanks to "sober" and his hands that make him sober fan.
Legend has it that when Kong Ming was young, he went to a Zen garden to study. Every day he passed a small farmhouse. Gradually, Kong Ming fell in love with the young woman in the farmhouse and stopped thinking. The elder of the Zen monastery saw what was on Kong Ming's mind, gave him a dragon's head walking stick, and told him to burn the woman's clothes on the bed at noon. It turned out that the woman was a fairy crane transformed into a goblin, without that piece of clothing will not be able to change into human form. Goblin in the fight with Kong Ming was torn off the hair on the tail, and was beaten back to heaven by that dragon head walking stick. After that, Kong Ming made the feather into a fan, always reminding himself to be "sober".
So, Zhuge Kongming shook the feather fan, sober when the chest, created a lot of jaw-dropping miracles, in the war years left a few good stories, more in the history of the sky smeared with colorful but not bad one.
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002 Wisdom and humanity the embodiment of the soul of glory
- My view of Zhuge Liang
Jimei Middle School junior (5) class Wu Minwen
Misty river of history, the name of Zhuge Liang is undoubtedly the most famous person in the history of the world. In the long river of history, Zhuge Liang's name is undoubtedly a bright star. He is often regarded as the embodiment of wisdom. But in the information I have read and seen, I not only saw his resourcefulness, but also saw the light shining in his humanity.
The straw boat borrowed arrows, empty city retreat, three gas Zhou Yu ...... many legendary story tells Zhuge Liang legendary talent. But when he was still living in a hut, the world was in chaos, and his name was not known to many people. Liu Bei, who was thirsty for wisdom, invited him out of the hut, so that his talent could be displayed to the world. His glorious soul made him know how to repay kindness, although Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were suspicious of him, although sometimes Liu Bei could not listen to his admonition. But he still kept on advising Liu Bei and helping to revive the Han Dynasty.
White Emperor City, Liu Bei once again do not listen to Zhuge Liang and soul broken place. Zhuge Liang could have put off the great things Liu Bei sent him, but he didn't, and instead promised to support the latter in return for Liu Bei's three favors. However, the latter's incompetence made the state affairs all pressed on him. Six times out of Qishan, Zhuge Liang need how much patience, how much effort ah! But the strength of the enemy, coupled with the palace's secret obstruction, always make Zhuge Liang return without success. But these days and nights, he sleepless night and day, resulting in premature aging, and eventually star fall five zhangyuan.
In my eyes, Zhuge Liang is not only a symbol of wisdom, but also the embodiment of the glorious soul of humanity. An inch of his heat and a minute of his light will always be extolled by future generations.
Wuzhang Yuan, the autumn wind, the sick prime minister of Shu is still shaking that a goose feather fan, but the eyes have lost the heroic spirit of the past rebuke, replaced by a blank look.
His life, I'm afraid, is about to be as dead as the leaves in the autumn wind, perish, right? He thought.
Since the late Lord's visit, it has been almost thirty years since. South and north war, northern resistance to the east and ...... so, the world saw a year not stand on the fire of Cao Cao Zhu Geliang, saw a make Sun Wu "lost the lady and folded troops" Zhu Geliang, saw an empty city with an ancient Qin to scare off 100,000 troops Zhu Geliang! ...... But what the world can't see is the strands of gray hair of the prime minister of Shu.
He thought back to the folding of the "after the division table" to, when "bowing to exhaustion, dying before they have" that eight words written down, his thousand pounds of heavy heart suddenly put down. He had known that his end would be to die on the battlefield. In thirty years, he had spent all his life and all his wisdom. And all this for the sake of Shu Han, for the sake of the world.
If he had to choose again, would he have chosen to stay out of the mountains? He would have chosen to travel the mountains and rivers, poetry and swords? He looked at another falling autumn leaf and thought silently. But his life is not enough, not enough ah! He still has to set the Central Plains in the north, but also ......
The last autumn leaf fell, the shouts of the generals' drill came, but what they saw was only the remains of the famous Shu Xiang.
Bow down and die. This is the last line that flashed through the legendary man's mind, and it is also a reflection of his life.
Mr. Zhuge Liang:
Hello
I have been reading the Romance of the Three Kingdoms for a long time, and I greatly admire your achievements. Here I am writing a letter to talk about my opinion of you.
You are really a crouching dragon. Jian'an two years (197 years), a mountain change all show your outstanding military talent: burning Xinye, burning Red Cliff, the straw boat lending arrows, seven capture Meng Wu, the empty city plan only a pity that "the end of the division first death" if you live a few more years, you may have to rewrite history.
You know astronomy and geography, and you are good at using troops. He spoke to Lu Su after he borrowed an arrow from a straw boat: "For a general who does not know astronomy, does not know geography, does not know qimen, does not know yin and yang, does not look at the formation diagrams, does not know the military situation, is a mediocrity. Liang in three days ago has calculated that today there is a fog, so dare to appoint three days of the limit. Gongzhu taught me ten days to finish, craftsmen materials, are not at hand, will be this one of the sins of the wind, understand to kill me. My life is tied to heaven, how can Gongzhun harm me! The later people have the evaluation of your "merit cover three kingdoms, the name into the eight array map."
While I think you are very powerful, I also think you have made some mistakes. I don't think you should have chopped Ma Su. Ma Su is the heir to your wisdom after Jiang Wei, if you don't chop Ma Su and then add Jiang Wei, you can plan in a tent and win thousands of miles away. If not for the loss of Jingzhou and the defeat of Guan Gong, Zhuge Liang would have almost succeeded! But times change, strategic thinking should be adjusted. I think Zhuge Liang's biggest failure is not the battle of Jieting, two is not the successor, but after the death of Liu Bei is still indulging in the north of the Central Plains, the restoration of the Han Dynasty dream, and even out of the Longzhong pair of ideas, become bent on militarism, know that it is not possible to do and do it. In this respect he was unable to treat the change of dynasty with a normal heart as Lu Su and Sima Yi did.
This is my opinion and I hope you will accept it.
My cousin's name is Gan Jianing, and she is not pretty, with a big round head and slightly high and low eyes, but her grades are the first in the entire second year of college! This week, we are going to go to the German school in Shanghai to apply for the examination.
Jiaining is staying at our house for the winter vacation, so it's convenient to go to a school where she learns German. However, when she encounters a word or sentence that she can't read, she is in trouble. My mom, dad, and I don't speak German, and just as we were getting antsy, I realized that she was trying to spell it out. I know Ms. Jianing is never in a hurry, she will try her best to do it, and this time is no exception. I guess she would run to the bookstore to buy a German dictionary if she couldn't spell it, call her teacher or classmates to ask them, in short, she would do everything she could. In order to have fewer unreadable phrases, she listens more attentively than anyone else in class and doesn't desert a bit.
Jiaining has the habit of "not writing, not reading", as long as you open her book, you can see the dense words, some more than even on the charts are full of words, if one word by one word, maybe the whole book handwritten more than the words already there! I asked, "Are there so many words to write?" "Of course!" My sister said cheerfully, "Not only here, there's a whole lot more in the sketchbook." When I looked at the sketchbook, I saw that it was full of German and Chinese characters. She went on to say, "You have to know the meaning of every word in a sentence, write down the meaning if there is another meaning, and memorize the phonetic symbols, not every one of them, of course! But it's good for learning, and I'm willing to do anything that's good for learning." With that, she went back to scratching and writing in her book. Her teacher assigns so much homework, five or six times as much as our usual homework, and my sister is very honest, never doing less than the same, and solving the problems she doesn't understand right away, so she goes to bed very late every day. When I got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, the light in the living room was still on.
Mom's hands
In the world of hands, there are hard-working hands, lazy hands, rich hands, dexterous hands, however, I write about my mother a pair of hard-working hands. Her hands are not very big, and her long labor has caused calluses to creep onto her fingers, causing a layer of light black skin to grow on the backs of her hands.
When the rooster crows three times, Mom's hands are already at work: busy making breakfast. Near noon, her hands were at work again: busy making lunch. In the afternoon, her hands are at work again: busy making dinner. At night, when the moon is high in the sky, mom's hands are at work again: busy washing clothes. In short, mom's hands worked all the time.
Mom's hands are both hard-working and full of motherly love. I remember a cold winter afternoon, the weather is rather cold. I was doing my homework and my mom was doing needlework.
As the night wore on and the weather became colder, my hands were shaking and I didn't dare to write for fear of doing my homework badly. At that moment, my mom came up to me and said to me with concern, "Cold?" I gently sandwiched my hand between her two hands. At once, I felt incredibly warm. With her encouragement, I finally finished my homework seriously.
I remember another mid-winter morning, the weather was very cold. In order to protect ourselves from the cold, my partners and I went to the creek to skate. I was not careful and my feet fell into a lime pit. It was hard for me to raise my feet, but my leather boots were already stuffed with lime. "I can't wear them anymore", I took off the boots decisively and was going to ask my mother to wash them for me, but then I thought: my mother would criticize me. Finally, I came up with the best of both worlds. I hid the boots in the doorway and waited for the weather to warm up a bit before I washed them. The next day, when the weather was a little warmer, I went to wash my boots. But there was no sign of the boots in the doorway. I was so anxious that I almost cried. After a while, I calmed down and went to look elsewhere. Just as I found the back door, I heard the familiar "swish, swish, swish" sound. Wasn't that the sound of my mom's hands at work? I followed the sound and on the patio I found my mom, washing my boots. Her hands were red from the cold and cracked. Although it was cold, a few beads of crystal sweat still fell from my mom's cheeks. I went to her side and grabbed the brush that was used to brush the boots, saying, "Mom, I'll do it." Mom said with concern, "Zhenzhen, I'll wash it." I refused, but she had already taken the boots and the brush. In the end, it was mom who washed it. After she washed and meticulously baked the boots, when I put them back on, my eyes were already blurred with tears.
Perhaps in everyone's thousands of sails crossing, will float through countless colorful sails and shadows, it always let our hearts with the trickle of flowing water and move, let our eyes with the vastness of the beauty of the line, but also let our minds in the invisible baptism of the storm.
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The vast Gobi, a train in the winding continuous railroad tracks speeding past. Even with the air-conditioned compartments exuding a burst of coolness, it can not cover my happy and excited mood, Xi'an, a famous historical and cultural city, I have been yearning for a long time. At this time, the train crew began their warm service - free mineral water with ice for passengers. A pair of hands reached out to the car in unison. Only the old man behind him looked puzzled." "How come he hasn't had a drink in this heat?" That's the question. This old man, you also have a cup!" Said, then enthusiastically handed over a cup." It--," he seemed to want to decline, but then he took it peacefully." Miss, can I buy this cup" At once, the whole carriage turned around and looked at this man. Strange questions flashed in their eyes. I scrutinized him for a while, seeing that he was dressed in ordinary summer clothes, and the gaze in his eyes was so earnest and eager." "He's not out of his mind, is he?" I wondered. What's the matter with this person" "Will not be mentally ill"...... all kinds of comments and ridicule came." I--, I'm a Hepatitis B carrier, and I don't want to spread the disease to others." He was so upset, so frightened. People were stunned, and there was a sense of approval and peace in their eyes. There was a quiet exasperation in the car, and an unspoken love in the midst of it.
Looking back at the old man, he became much more open, and I suddenly realized that people with the vision of filling the carriage of the color is so warm, peaceful. Maybe it's because of the old man's simple and unadorned heart! Maybe the color of people's eyes can make the fact that the bloom of the instant change, but I think the color of the eyes with the color of love, no matter when and where, will radiate a thousand ways of golden light, who called the eyes of love is better than the warm spring winds, chased away the biting winds of the shouting; the eyes of love is a note of crystalline fountains, moisturizing the cracked heart; and love is the eyes of the sea of the vast number of navigational markers, for our spiritual road to lead the way to a new direction.
Perhaps letting the color of love fill the eyes will make us feel that every experience is a walk of the heart, the eyes travel. Although the potholes in the way there are tears, but it shows the love of the drop and light, after all, the eyes are water, then love is the flow, the color is a piece of blue clear; if the eyes are fire, then love is burning, the color is a piece of red. I believe that as long as we have a pair of eyes full of the color of love, the earth without words will also show broad, the ocean without words will also be pregnant with life, but the eyes without words will let the love of the world.