Introduction to the proposition composition "My Enjoyment"

Author/Jiangsu Tang Huizhong

[ Title ]

Read the following materials and write as required.

Lin Jinlan wrote a short article saying that the writer Sun Li once had an opportunity to go abroad, which everyone wanted, but he gave it up easily because he couldn't wear a tie. In fact, not being able to wear a tie is just an excuse. The key is that Sun Li did not regard going abroad as enjoyment. What is Sun Li's enjoyment? There is such a sentence in his "Book of Clothes and Records": "In winter, through the window, the light is on the record. Cutting paper for books is very suitable. "

please write an article of not less than 8 words on the topic of "my enjoyment".

requirements: ① self-determination; 2 angle selection; (3) In addition to poetry, the style is optional.

[ Writing Guidance ]

There are many kinds of "enjoyment" in life. However, now almost everyone thinks that living in a luxury house, driving a famous car and eating delicacies are enjoyment. Few people pay attention to reading, meditation, cycling, walking, planting flowers and raising birds, gathering with relatives and friends, enjoying tea and enjoying the moon ... In fact, many enjoyment has nothing to do with money. When writing, it is best to use "material abundance" to contrast "spiritual and emotional poverty" in order to better implement the meaning of the question.

reference idea:

1. How to know enjoyment lies in what feelings you have.

2. When I was a child, I enjoyed the warmth of my family from the wind and rain. When I grow up, I enjoy the joy of sheltering my family after the rain.

3. Helping others brings me enjoyment.

4. Enjoy the delicious food, and feel the affection and traditional customs.

5. Enjoy suffering, have fun in suffering-turn physical suffering into spiritual improvement, and look forward to the bright and beautiful in setbacks and hardships, isn't it enjoyment!

6. Enjoy senior three.

7. Enjoy listening to the rain.

Examples of other perspectives: Enjoy the challenge; Enjoy the "quiet culture"; Slow down-a necessary prerequisite for enjoyment; Showing the enjoyment of "I" with dreams ...

[Guide by Time ]

Driving in the corner

Check all the way

Coming down from the third floor of the supermarket, my son and I were attracted by the sight: in the secret corner of the luggage storage room, a man was holding a big piece of bread, which was fresh and freshly baked in the bakery on the third floor.

It is estimated that this man was attracted by the smell of bread. He bought it and couldn't resist its temptation. He couldn't wait to get to the second floor. This man is small and thin, wearing very old tooling. Now, he is holding big bread, chewing and swallowing, and his face is greedy and enjoyable. He turned away from time to time, not wanting to be seen.

I drew my son's eyes. A great enjoyment is being held by this man. Don't bother! This is a wonderful time for him to be complete and completely at his disposal. Out of this corner, how many things can he freely control? So he wants his state to be alone and unknown. Once the enjoyment in the corner is presented to the public, he may feel shy.

By the school gate, a mother came from the countryside to visit her daughter who is going to college. My mother suddenly pulled out some duck eggs, and my daughter shyly blocked them back with her hand. The mother asked her daughter, why don't you find a place where no one is there and eat it? So, they found a corner, the mother peeled off the duck egg shell, the daughter chewed it, the daughter was satisfied, and the mother was intoxicated.

It was a sunny day. When I came back from class, I stayed at the school gate for a long time with my textbook in my arms ...

The aunt who sold sweet potatoes was ready to go home. She couldn't wait to get home, so she found an empty corner, sat down with her back to the crowd, and a smile broke out on her face. She took out a handful of coins and Mao Piao from her pocket, and counted Mao Piao first. She kept spitting on her thumb, counting and counting. A handful of coins also "walked" countless times between her left and right hands. People on the side of the road saw it and said, this man is really stupid. It took so long to count a few dollars!

actually, it takes so long to count a few dollars. Counting money is the best rest and enjoyment after work, especially sitting alone in an empty corner.

I remember a few years ago, I saw a primary school student's composition on the Internet. The child wants to be a gecko, hiding in the corner and eating mosquitoes quietly. This should be a shy little girl, and her wishes have made me feel fresh and fresh in my memory.

Sometimes, I think, our enjoyment is often so thin and fragile that when we walk out of the corner, it will be penetrated and shattered by people's eyes. Because of fear of being laughed at and despised, I can only hide in the corner alone.

The happiness of ordinary people is a little shy, like little flowers blooming in the corner, dotted and plain, neither bright nor eye-catching. However, there is sunshine and joy in your heart, so avoid the crowd and enjoy it alone.

(selected from Essay Newspaper)

[ Comment ]

The author vividly described three life scenes around "No Man's Corner", which were true, delicate and very infectious. On this basis, further association, expansion and sublimation reveal a simple truth-"the happiness of ordinary people is a little shy, like little flowers blooming in the corner, dotted with plain faces, neither bright nor eye-catching."

"There is sunshine and joy in your heart, so avoid the crowd and enjoy it alone." From another angle, we should respect the right of ordinary people to hide in the corner and enjoy happiness alone.

[ Exhibition 1 of Excellent Works ]

My enjoyment

Yan Haoda of Taicang Senior Middle School

"Old Yan, get up so early, go shopping?"

"Yes, my son and daughter are coming back for dinner today, so we have to buy more vegetables." I answered cheerfully.

"It's very kind of your children to come to see you often. It's not like our home. It's deserted all the year round, and it's just me and the old woman all day. "

at p>11: 1, the ringing doorbell rang, and I quickly opened the door, and a group of people poured in, including sons, daughters-in-law, daughters-in-law, twin grandchildren and granddaughters older than grandchildren ... The warm room with air conditioning already turned on added more life.

My wife, who was busy in the kitchen, hurried out to meet her. Her hands kept wiping on the apron, her face was wrinkled and flowery, and her eyes shone with enthusiasm and joy. I must have this look on my face now.

All kinds of cold dishes have already been placed on the dining table. Beef, mutton, roast duck, jellyfish ... all kinds of dishes are full of color and flavor, which are as rich as Chinese New Year.

Grandson, granddaughter, and three babies hugged each other one by one. After sitting for a while, his wife began to greet everyone: "Sit down quickly, there are still some dishes cooking, fish head fans, and your favorite chicken wings and egg dumplings ... The old man will move two stools. Look at the whole family, the stools are not enough!"

"eat quickly ... son and son-in-law, you two have a drink with me. I can always keep a good bottle of wine. Grandson and granddaughter, what kind of drinks do you want? " I moved to the stool and greeted. The two grandchildren have grown a lot, and the granddaughter will soon graduate from primary school, like a big girl.

There are many dishes on the dining table, and the cold dishes that have been eaten have already been removed, and many hot dishes are stacked together. The fish head fans in the middle of the dining table are steaming, and through that layer of water mist, I can see clearly the smiles on everyone's faces. I enjoy such an atmosphere: children sit together, it runs in the family, get together at a table. Ah, my granddaughter said I was blushing from drinking. My eldest grandson sat on my lap, and my younger grandson began to drill under the table ... Haha, I'm really happy. Let's drink again.

After dinner, the cups and plates were in a mess, which tired the old woman. After a long busy day, she didn't eat a hot dish or a hot meal. After chatting with us for a while, our children said goodbye to us at about 1: 1 pm. Turning off the air conditioner and feeling the happy air left in the room, I can't help but feel lost.

I enjoy spending time with my children-just, it's too short. They come and go in a hurry. They are usually busy with their own lives, and the days that I can enjoy so much are really rare ...

There is a sentence that I didn't mention to them: Today is my 68th birthday.

[ Comment ]

The author clearly writes that "I" and my wife enjoy the time with their children, and secretly writes that "empty nesters" call from the heart-expecting their children to often go home to spend time with their parents. The previous article is silent, and the last sentence "Today is my 68th birthday" is very important. In addition, the description of the relevant scenes in the article is delicate and true; The account of the time of entering and leaving the door is original. This paper focuses on the living conditions of the elderly, which is a masterpiece full of humanistic feelings.

[ Exhibition 2 of Excellent Works ]

My Enjoyment

Qiu Ma Sijia of Taicang Senior High School

China on the Tip of the Tongue, which was a hit some time ago, is a vindication for foodies. In my opinion, food is not only the enjoyment on the tip of the tongue, but also the feast of memory.

I like those small and exquisite snacks nowadays, but I prefer to walk along the time coordinate and taste the taste passed down with the life of my grandparents and parents.

I like to watch grandma stir the shiny, foggy and fragrant Laba porridge and listen to her stories. To tell the truth, I don't see anything special about Laba porridge, but I just randomly take some of my own grains and beans (red beans and mung beans), add them to candied fruit and dates that everyone doesn't like very much on weekdays, and add some wedding candy saved by my grandmother after drinking a wedding banquet, put them into a pressure cooker that is not high pressure, and cook and stew them. I eagerly looked at the leaping flames. The turmoil, famine and great-grandfather who rescued three children from the fire in my grandmother's mouth sounded like legends.

As a rule, a spoonful of osmanthus honey should be added to hot Laba porridge. While I was drinking porridge, I listened to Grandma's 17th talk about how useful it was for Grandma to teach her to bury sweet-scented osmanthus in white sugar and turn it into sweet-scented osmanthus honey-at least once a year.

Of course, there are some tastes that are not so old-glutinous rice cakes steamed with rose petals in the yard; The dense seeds in the fig fruit that attracts insects; Fried shrimp, which is easy and delicious ... My grandmother's skillful hands enriched the taste of my childhood tongue, and with the familiar stories, my grandmother's bitter and nostalgic memories enriched my childish heart.

I enjoy the taste not only from my hometown.

During the Spring Festival, I came to a small town in northern Jiangsu with my father-my foreign land, which is my father's hometown. The countryside there is still poor, simple and rough. I saw the outhouse piled in a sieve and lit a big red steamed bun like a flat peach, which was like discovering a new continent. Dad said that it was a custom handed down from ancestors who came from poor times. There are also his favorite rice cakes, which were used to soak hot water at the beginning, and he spent a hard winter studying. The rice cake was made of glutinous rice and japonica rice. After air drying, it was dry and hard no matter how it was heated, but my father still ate contentedly and was happy wholeheartedly. I prefer to eat the "meat dumplings" made by my aunt. In fact, there is not much meat, but gravy and soy sauce are added to glutinous rice. However, due to the affection brought from 3 miles away every year, it has become a favorite food for me.

I gradually realized that laba porridge, osmanthus honey, rice cakes or "fake meatballs" are more than just the pleasure of taste buds. I followed these delicious foods all the way, just like walking into the aisle of time, and saw the process of my relatives accumulating life and the taste they experienced into culture, and also experienced how they integrated the taste into blood and memory.

I think that smell is probably the taste of life.

[ Comment ]

The article expresses feelings in "food", showing two "life faces" vividly and making people feel personally. At the same time, the arrangement of the structure of "total one minute and total one", the transition between levels, and the expression with quite individual color are all worthy of recognition.