High School Entrance Examination Essay Sprint High School Entrance Examination Essay Sprint - Question Review and Concept Chapter High School Entrance Exam Writing Requirements: Writing should be sincere and emotional, and strive to express your unique feelings and real experiences about nature, society, and life.

Examine life from multiple angles, discover its richness, capture the characteristics of things, and strive to express yourself creatively.

Silent Fatherly Love 6 years old.

On the playground, a little boy is learning to ride a bicycle, with his father standing next to him.

Without a word of guidance or a trace of comfort, the little boy naturally fell again and again, and his legs were already dripping with blood.

Finally, the child sat on the ground and cried, crying loudly.

My father still stood so straight, his eyes full of disdain and indifference.

How much the child longs for his father's encouragement, there is none; how much the child longs for his father's hug, there is still none.

It was just those empty eyes that made the child feel cold and heartless.

Finally, the child stopped crying, stood up stubbornly, got on the car, and started trying again.

My father had already lost interest, turned around, took long steps, and left.

There was another sound of metal rubbing against the ground behind him. My father just turned his head inadvertently, but his hands were shaking.

The child stood up, thinking about his father's still cold eyes just now, and two lines of hot tears inexplicably slid down his cheeks.

One step, two steps, three steps... Father's footsteps are still firm.

16 years old.

In the auditorium, the little boy was surrounded by the crowd and walked onto the podium.

Once again, the trophy was held high, and another wave of cheers erupted.

Holding the honor tightly, under the constant flash of flashing lights, the child struggled to find his father.

He was the only one missing from the crowd, and there was only one person sitting in the audience.

For a moment, the auditorium seemed empty, except for the child and his father looking at each other.

Still so indifferent, still so disdainful.

My father's empty eyes made the dazzling trophy fade.

He stood up, walked towards his son, grabbed the trophy that he was holding tightly, and handed it to the teacher in the background without hesitation.

Two lines of hot tears flowed down involuntarily again, one step, two steps, three steps...the father's footsteps remained firm.

yesterday.

At the school gate, a young man said goodbye to his father.

No pleasantries, no comfort, no hugs, not a word.

Looking directly at his father, his wrinkles deepened and his black hair added some gray.

Tears rolled in her eyes, suppressed.

In the blur, there was some light in his father's cold eyes.

The trembling hand stretched out to his son, stopped in mid-air, and then retracted.

Pointing to the door, my father turned around again and did not move.

Looking at his father's retreating back from a distance.

Approaching the corner, the father froze, turned around, glanced, and saw his son.

The young man also looked at his father, and the tears that could not be suppressed finally flowed down.

In the silence, my heart is so warm, one step, two steps, three steps... today.

In the examination room.

There is a child writing silent fatherly love, with his heart full of gratitude and pride.

My father, his feelings are like the gentle autumn rain and the gentle spring breeze. There are no big ups and downs, just indifferent and silent.

Silent fatherly love – I’m grateful for it.

three.

Examine the questions and practice "Unsaid gratitude", "Tell you a story about me", "Talk about a happy past", "I feel warm when I think of you", "That beautiful memory", "At that moment, the ice and snow were there"

"My heart melts", "__________ is also beautiful", "The third day of the Lunar New Year when the flowers bloom", "The room is full of fragrance".

Four.

Excellent Works in the Examination Room My Wealth Whenever I sit cross-legged on the floor, I always feel like an emperor.

Because I have a priceless treasure at my side—all my beloved books.

Books bring me the greatest comfort, adjust my emotions, and are the most priceless spiritual wealth.

When your eyes are running on the black and white pages, and people are following the ups and downs of the characters in the novel, what a great relief it is!

Or you are reading a puzzling philosophical book. Every time you come to an understanding, wouldn't you be happy and forget about your worries?

You will be pleasantly surprised when the ugly duckling turns into a white swan; laugh out loud when Don Quixote fights the windmill; smile knowingly when Afanti outsmarts Bayi... With so much happiness, this is not a huge sum.

Wealth?

Books have brought me the richest knowledge and expanded my horizons.

Where are the highest mountains, the deepest valleys, and the longest rivers in the world?

These answers are all in my mind and no one can steal them.

This is the safest wealth.

It is simply wonderful to know the rise and fall of everything in the world without leaving home and studying hard behind closed doors.

I’ve never been to the Mausoleum of the Imperial Concubine, but it doesn’t matter. I’ve read “The Imperial Concubine’s Mausoleum under the Starry Night.”

Aren't books the most wonderful wealth?

Books are my spiritual support and they reshape my soul.

When Jane Eyre said "We are equal; I am not an emotionless machine", I understood the self-esteem of a woman; when Petofi said "For the sake of freedom, both can be thrown away", I understood how to be a human being.

value; when Lu Xun said, "If you don't explode in silence, you will perish in silence." I understood the spirit of resistance that a human being should have.