1. A 600-word essay about erasers. Hidden in the deepest drawer of my desk are two pieces of crystal-scented erasers. They are not just ordinary erasers, they are also the crystallization of the friendship between Xiao Ming and Xiao Hong, who gave me the erasers.

One day, my favorite scented eraser disappeared. It was given to me by my brother in order to encourage me to study hard. I turned over my schoolbag, but it was nowhere to be found. After class, I asked around again.

classmates, but still haven’t found out its whereabouts.

This is when Xiao Ming and Xiao Hong came over and asked me what happened. I told them truthfully and they advised me not to worry and they would help me find it.

The next morning, Xiao Ming gave me a piece of crystal eraser. After the second class, Xiao Hong gave me another piece of eraser. They said that I had picked it up, but I only lost one piece of eraser. How could it pop out?

What about two pieces?

Besides, what I threw was a green eraser, how could it turn into a blue one and a purple one?

I took two more classes with this mood.

I was about to ask Xiao Ming and Xiao Hong to verify this matter. My deskmate accidentally found the naughty little naughty boy in my desk. I finally understood what was going on.

After lunch, I found Xiao Ming and Xiao Hong and returned the two erasers to them embarrassedly. Although they did not accept the two erasers in the end and told me that there was no reason to take the things back, but

I still remember the last few words Xiao Ming said: "I just don't want to see you so anxious, and we feel uncomfortable when we see it. We are good friends!" Although these sentences are not long, they are

The spirit of helping others, which is the foundation of happiness, inspired me. I felt a fire burning, jumping, and warming my heart.

Although this incident has passed for a long time, it has always been lingering in my heart. Every scene is replayed in front of my eyes, every word echoes in my ears, and every tenderness warms my heart.

, let me always remember that friendship is the most precious.

2. Environmental essay of 350 words "The river has turned black" I heard from adults: The turbid river water used to be very clear, so clear that you can see small fish and shrimps. In spring, the peach blossoms and pear blossoms on the river bank are in full bloom;

In summer, children wear colorful swimming rings to swim in the river; in autumn, golden leaves float in the river, as if a fleet is advancing; in winter, children slide around on roller skates...

I don’t know when the river began to slowly become turbid and black, as black as ink and an inkstone. The reason why the children were unwilling to swim here was because there were dead fish and fish floating on the foamy river.

Dead birds and various domestic garbage emit an unpleasant stench. Composition: Do you know why the river water is turbid?

Let me tell you: Because for their own interests, many factories do not do a good job in cleaning and dump sewage and waste directly into the river; there are also exhaust gases emitted by cars and black smoke from chimneys...all fly into the sky.

It forms acid rain with water droplets, falls on the river, and pollutes the river water. I want to shout to nature: "The earth needs to be clean! Please protect the river! Protect nature! Composition 3. Use the eraser in memory as a composition

When writing a 700-word essay, you can use an eraser to erase any mistakes you make. However, the journey of life is like a colorful scroll. When completing this work, there is no eraser.

Drawing it step by step, there is no tool that can erase the sad day, the sad moment, the scars of the years, and the deep memories. Therefore, if you are not careful, you may fall into the trap of wandering on the spacious path.

A lot of pressure was relieved in my heart. The evening breeze gently touched the earth, but it could not erase the pain in the sky. The dusk slipped quietly into the sky, and I couldn't help but stare at the scarred earth.

I raised my heavy head and looked up at the boundless sky. Above, white clouds were splashing everywhere like jam, chasing each other. I could vaguely see that the sky was like a silkworm spinning a silver thread, hanging upside down in the sky.

My heart followed the end of the silver thread - for a long time, there was no edge. "What is that?"

"I asked my classmates curiously. "Those are the footprints left by the plane!

"The classmate replied. In my mind, it may be a wire left by the road of life, a guide line drawn without branches. The line is very straight, and it is exactly the same as what was drawn with a ruler. But it can be seen that

It is not drawn with a ruler. I can vaguely see that there will be some ups and downs in life. I have never done anything wrong that goes against my conscience, and there is no trace of any bad deeds. The path I have taken is very dotted in my life.

Beautiful. I immediately recalled from deep thought those tasks that are heavier than mountains and deeper than the sea, "An inch of time is worth an inch of gold, and an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time."

"I can't make the same mistake again. I flew home like an arrow. I also want to embellish my life with a paintbrush to make myself go straight; live a happier life, like that silver thread, and spend this precious time.

A meaningful life.