1. Use photos to write essays. The photo does not have a gorgeous background and has not undergone any computer art processing. This is the most ordinary and life-oriented photo. The grandfather and grandson in the photo are surrounded by happiness. Do you want to see it?

Look away?

Look how happy they are!

The kind old man in the photo is my grandma. She is very popular and is famous for her thrift.

Grandma is very frugal to herself, but one thing proves to me that she is very generous. The dormitory where grandma lives donates goods and materials to the disaster area. Without saying a word, she buys a lot of new clothes from home that her mother bought for her that she would not normally be able to bear to wear.

I donated it all.

I was so surprised, but my grandma said: "I am a retired national cadre. I can't wear so many clothes, and the people in the disaster area need them more." My grandma, who is famous for being frugal, is very generous to me. Every winter, she personally selects the highest-grade satin fabrics for me.

I make cotton-padded jackets, but she always wears the washed-out cotton-padded jacket.

You see, in the photo, I am wearing the new cotton-padded jacket my grandma made for me, snuggling in her arms and smiling so sweetly!

I will never forget that day. It was the first day of the Lunar New Year and I was five years old.

Because grandma doesn’t like taking pictures, this is the only photo of me and her.

Last winter, my always healthy grandma got sick. On the day I entered the operating room, I was catching up for the exam and heard my mother say: Grandma entered the operating room holding this photo and a note full of blessings from me.

The doctor refused to bring anything else, but grandma refused to do so. She told the doctor: "This is my grandson. He is obedient and sensible! The child asked me to take this, and he will accompany me and make me brave and strong..."

The doctor relented.

Just like that, this photo accompanied my grandma through the surgery.

The last time I saw my grandma was when she was admitted to the intensive care unit after surgery. The doctor wouldn't let me in. I burst into tears and said to my aunt, "Just let me go in and take a look. I just joined the Young Pioneers today. Grandma knows."

I'll be fine as soon as I'm happy, otherwise I'd be distracted in class..." Then I went in and saw that my grandma was so thin, with tubes all over her body, and her face was so pale. When she saw me, she struggled to say, "Good grandson, be well.

Study, you are grandma’s pride.” I held back my tears and saw this photo again on her bedside.

Later, I never saw my grandma again, and I missed her so much. However, no matter where I was, she would not be lonely with this photo by her side.

2. Write an essay on the topic of folk culture 1. The opening chapter should start from the profound Chinese culture and the many ethnic groups, which leads to the following topic, that is, many ethnic groups have their own customs, so as the largest ethnic group, the Han nationality,

What are the folk customs?

(You can also write about the customs of other ethnic groups) 2. Give examples.

For example, you can start with traditional festivals, such as the Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, Double Ninth Festival, etc., or you can start with some local folk customs, such as fertility worship, robbery, bridal chambers, mourning, etc.

Since you have access to this topic, you must know something about it, certainly more than I do.

If you really have no experience, you can search online.

3. Explore the origins of these folk customs, their cultural background, and the psychological reasons behind them.

You can make a detailed argument here. Of course, the point of view is yours. You can be original. You should learn from other people's points of view, but do not copy them.

4. Conclusion. Through the above arguments and combined with reality, it is proposed to abandon bad customs and promote beneficial and universal folk customs. This will play a decisive role in improving the identity and cohesion of all Chinese ethnic groups, etc.

3. Write an essay on the topic of "photos". The title is about 500 words. Whenever I open the photo album, one of the photos always makes me laugh. The scene of picking strawberries will appear in front of my eyes:

It was a sunny Saturday. My mother, aunt and others took three of us children to pick strawberries in a greenhouse in the suburbs.

Coming to the suburbs, it feels different!

While admiring the scenery, I followed my mother to the destination. I saw white "arch bridges" built with shelves everywhere in the fields. "What are these for?" I asked curiously.

This is the greenhouse!

Mom answered.

Then, my mother picked up some small pots and buckets, and a group of us followed a middle-aged woman to a large shed.

The middle-aged woman opened the door of the "Arch Bridge", and we followed in excitedly.

Wow!

A burst of hot air rushed towards us. No wonder the strawberries were on the market so early. The temperature inside was so high that we felt like we were in a big steamer.

Looking around, I saw patches of green lined up neatly in the greenhouse.

Dots of red and white pop up from time to time among the green bushes, and there are also small paths left in each green bush.

I took a closer look and found out that the red ones were strawberries hidden among the green bushes, and the white ones were inconspicuous little flowers.

My mother came over and said, "You kids, let's compete in picking strawberries. Whoever picks the most, big, and red strawberries in ten minutes without trampling them will win!" We happily and readily agreed.

"Start!" Mom ordered, the game started, and we started to do our own thing.