I went to primary school and entered a big family. At school, nothing seems to belong to me. In this way, I gradually understand what sharing is. I'm used to school life, so most of the time I just sit there.
In the classroom, look around the classroom, wondering if it belongs to me, and then look out the window, full of sharing. I was so scared that I found myself with nothing. One day, I couldn't help it.
Walking into the teacher's office with heavy steps, I walked up to the Chinese teacher, looked at her and said in a pleading voice, "Teacher, please give me what belongs to me!" " ! I have nothing! At that time,
My tears almost fell. The teacher touched my head and said softly, "Son, you have a lot!" " ! You have your own parents, and more importantly, you have your own wisdom and courage, and you will have it in the future.
Your dreams, your happiness! How can it be an obligation? "I walked out of the office with heavy steps, went back to the classroom, sat in my seat and thought about what the teacher had just said. Although, I don't understand what that is.
Yao, but I believe what the teacher says, because, I believe, I have many! Days brought me up. I never forget what my teacher said. I got to know it, and I felt stupid at that time. Now, I'm walking there alone.
Under your blue sky, look for the end of your dream and dig the ends of the earth!
The teacher lit my dream, my mother gave me priceless maternal love, and my father gave me irreparable pay. I can only repay what I have, and decorate every cloud in my sky with love, thoughts and sincerity!
2. Write a short essay of not less than 600 words on the topic of "A ray of light in my heart".
The first ray of sunshine at dawn shines warmly into the bedroom. I narrowed my eyes, rubbed my sleepy eyes, picked up the calendar next to my bed and flipped through it. "March 26th Earth Hour", as one of the volunteers of the Roots and Shoots Group, will of course organize activities with other members to contribute to environmental protection.
After school in the afternoon, several classmates and I couldn't wait to come to the activity site. After grouping, we started our activities. I didn't expect to be put in a group with a girl who usually doesn't like to talk. This makes us very anxious. We saw that other groups had entered the corridor and started their own propaganda, while we were still outside the corridor, hesitating and discussing how to say it. Finally, I made up my mind and handed out the things hidden in my pocket. At that moment, my heart was warm. Aunt's words were like magic. We ran around a unit out of control and successfully completed half the task. Then we ran to another unit. This time, without hesitation or delay, we quickly entered the corridor. When we sincerely smiled at the uncle, he closed the door and said it was unnecessary. Let's go. After all, we dare to try. Although we feel uncomfortable, think about it. Isn't it because of these small setbacks that the road to growth is more exciting and unforgettable? We have not lost confidence. With the belief in environmental protection and that responsibility, we should bravely face failure and never give up. So, we began to publicize again. Countless failures, countless firm beliefs, countless encouragements, just for that moment-the moment when the lights were turned off!
At this moment, enjoy this hour: sit down with your parents and talk about things in your study and life; Talk to your heart and think about what you can do for environmental protection in the future; There are stars in the sky, pouring out their joys and sorrows; And the soft music in the headphones * * * enjoy this beautiful dark moment; and ..
Night, night is so beautiful, the night without neon is more and more beautiful. The darkness of this moment is just to find the light in my heart.
3. The 800-word composition entitled "Light and Shadow" came out of the darkroom, and it was a little foggy outside. At that time, there was no focus in the fuzzy world. I rubbed my sleepy eyes and stood in the alley, waiting for the light to appear. ...
At noon that day, I came earlier than you. After a while, I couldn't work out a math problem. I was so worried that I looked around. Somehow, my eyes moved to your bag.
I just wanted to have a look at your homework, but I still struggled for a long time. "Look at it or not, but I didn't ask your permission. It's your personal belongings; Don't look, I really can't help it. " After frowning for a long time, I crustily skin of head and walked to my seat.
I quickly turned to your homework and sat down in my seat with a little guilt.
I think, this may be unnoticed. Unexpectedly, when you came, you came to my seat angrily and said to me, "Han Yi, did you go through my bag?" I paused. Who told her? Does she know? But I quickly came to my senses and explained, "Well, yes, I did rummage through your schoolbag, but I just took your homework and looked at it, and then I put it back for you ..."
Before I finished, you gave me a hard look and said seriously, "What about the ten dollars in my schoolbag?" Did you take it? "
"ah! I didn't take it, really. Don't you believe me? " Suddenly, there was a little injustice in my apologetic eyes.
At this time, you may regard us as sisters, and you are not going to argue with me anymore.
The bell rang for the first class in the afternoon. That's physical education class.
We usually go downstairs together in physical education class, but we just quarreled and became indifferent to each other. I look at your indifference to me, and my heart aches. At this moment, what I think is not that you ignore me, but why you misunderstand me.
After running, we went upstairs as usual. I see you are absorbed in reading teacher Ni's paper. Usually we have to write the questions together, but I have no reason to go to your seat again, so I sat down quietly in my seat.
Impressively, I saw that you seemed to find something. From your face, I see what "debao" means.
I saw you come to my seat in high spirits. Ah! I have ten yuan in my hand. Do you want to prove something? I look at you suspiciously.
"Look, that ten yuan, I found it! It's in the interlayer of my schoolbag! Scared me to death, I misunderstood you, darling, you won't be angry with me! " You are talking to me. It's true. My mind is flying in an incredible way. ...
After listening to your words, I was shocked again. My face, full of complicated expressions, was suddenly enlightened.
"Ha, how can, lovely! I want to say sorry to you, too. I shouldn't go through your schoolbag without your permission. I promise it won't happen again! "
"Then we still like before, as close as sisters, ok? I shouldn't misunderstand you. This is the first time and the last time. Forgive me, dear! " You talked to me as if I had explained it to you.
"well! Of course. " I gave you a big smile.
In the evening, it is getting dark, the night is coming, and I will go to sleep on a shady day. But from my window, I saw a bright star.
4. Write a composition on the topic of lamp.
Speaking of the word "lamp", we can't help thinking a lot. Whenever night falls, the world is brightly lit. There are neon lights, incandescent lamps, street lamps ... all kinds of lights can be seen everywhere, and lights are closely related to our lives.
It releases energy infinitely and always leads us in the dark. This is the lamp in our life. However, there is a kind of lamp, which shows us the way invisibly and transcends everything. This lamp is a virtue.
I remember reading the Garden of Virtue written by Xiaoling Dingdang, and I was deeply moved. It describes ten fairies, and each fairy has a story that makes people cry. These ten stories profoundly explain kindness, honesty, courage, humility, diligence, respect, responsibility, self-discipline, tolerance and perseverance. Because of its virtue, fairies saved fairy families from many disasters. This shows how important virtue is.
Even if you are like a fish in a wild goose, wearing fashionable clothes and heavy makeup, it will only attract the short-term attention of a few people; Even if you are ugly and dressed simply, but in the street, help an old man cross the road and help the injured little brother, then both the old man and the little brother will be deeply moved. The old man must be praising our new generation, and the younger brother may learn to help others from your help.
If a person has no virtue, then his soul is worthless, just like an animal, just a shell, and his heart is empty.
No matter how much material wealth you have, it's futile and you enjoy it all the time. Moreover, wealth is only temporary, and virtue is endless. This is the wealth of beyond space. With virtue, you have everything.
If a country loses its virtue, it will die; If a person loses virtue, he will fall.
Light the lamp of virtue in your heart, let yourself shine, and make the world full of light, love and harmony.
5. Write a composition on the topic of brightness.
Tonight, as always, I am doing seemingly endless homework on my desk, and I keep repeating in my heart: Hey, it's like this every day, it's like this every day, it's really annoying! Can't we change our lifestyle?
Suddenly, a bug came out of nowhere and immediately aroused my curiosity. I looked at it blankly and watched it climb towards the brightest place of the desk lamp. At first, it climbed smoothly, but when it climbed the "steps" several times higher than its own height, it seemed very difficult and fell down again and again. Nevertheless, it seems that it has no idea of giving up at all, and it is still making unremitting efforts. However, at first, its behavior was not only ridiculous, but even stupid.
So, I continued to bury myself in my homework. About half an hour later, when I turned my eyes to it again, something I never expected happened: it lay quietly in the strongest light, motionless. I thought it must be tired, so I lay down and rested. I touched it gently. Only then did I find that it was dead, which made me feel very sad: a bug with such fragile vitality.
I think insects are still like this, but why can't some people do it? To put a moth to the fire may seem to many people to be a self-destructive, unworthy and stupid behavior, but I think on the contrary, moths can devote themselves to their dreams and ideals without hesitation. What is not worth it?
In fact, this is just like many people, such as Beethoven and Hawking, who are physically disabled and determined. Beethoven persisted in composing music until the last moment of his life after he was deaf in both ears. Doesn't this sentence reflect his indomitable spirit in the face of setbacks? Hawking, who was confined to a wheelchair for 20 years because of Luger's disease, was physically and mentally disabled, and successfully turned setbacks into advantages, overcoming disabilities and becoming a supernova in the international physics community.
Although he couldn't write or even speak clearly, he went beyond the theories of relativity, quantum mechanics and the Big Bang and entered the "geometric dance" to create the universe. Although he is helpless in a wheelchair, his thoughts have traveled brilliantly to the vast space-time and solved the mystery of the universe, which is obvious to all. Although they are disabled, they never give up, because they have dreams and they never back down. Because they have ideals, their footsteps never stop, because they have been looking for the light in their hearts. Even though there are thousands of difficulties and obstacles in Qian Qian, they will not change their faces, because people with dreams are invincible, people with beliefs are firm, and people with ideals are fearless.
Now I not only have a healthy body, but also love my parents, so what reason do I have to complain instead of studying hard? There is a bright light in everyone's heart, and for it, we have no hesitation.
6. The light is on. Write a composition with light as the main topic. The 600-character light is on, and it's sunny.
Clouds are gathering outside the window, music whispers, and the marshmallows in my mouth melt.
The lights are dim, the music is still, and the thoughts in my heart stop.
The lights are out, people are bored, and tears can't stop.
I turned my head and saw the dusty guitar. I used to love so much, but now it's a broken string. I saw the withered lily, which was inadvertently left by my kiss. Now it is just a withered leaf. I have seen the vicissitudes of the clock. It used to tick beautifully, but now it is "unintelligible". I used to know them very well. But my heart sealed them. If the light is off, I can't see the story of the past. I think I should turn on the light earlier because it will clear up.
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7. Write a composition of about 600 words with the topic "The light is on". It's gloomy outside the window, the music is whispering, and the marshmallows in my mouth are melting.
The lights are dim, the music is still, and the thoughts in my heart stop.
The lights are out, people are bored, and tears can't stop.
I turned my head and saw the dusty guitar. I used to love so much, but now it's a broken string. I saw the withered lily, which was inadvertently left by my kiss. Now it is just a withered leaf. I have seen the vicissitudes of the clock. It used to tick beautifully, but now it is "unintelligible". I used to know them very well. But my heart sealed them. If the light is off, I can't see the story of the past. I think I should turn on the light earlier because it will clear up.
Indeed, I should have turned on the light earlier. In that case, loneliness will not spread in my heart, sadness will not flow in my heart, and doubts will not lay a deep knot in my heart.
I am comfortable sitting in the warm light, and I hope the sky will clear up soon. Inadvertently pick up the dusty guitar, gently wipe off the dust, grope on the lonely strings, and touch a trace of coolness with your fingers. I began to fiddle with the strings, and my ears echoed with the melody of the past. It turns out that the voice of the past is so beautiful and warm. As soon as the light came on, I broke the long-accumulated seal and looked at those: the original ones.
Now, I am sitting in the fog, not lonely, but warm in my heart. I gently closed the book "Touching Slightly Warm" in my hand, stood up, looked out of the window, and raised a smile at my mouth: "It's sunny again-it's sunny again".
Yes, it cleared up as soon as the light came on. If everyone turns on their own lights, will there be dark clouds in the world?
8. How to write that bright composition The cloudy sky covers the earth and makes the whole world look gray.
I walked aimlessly in the street, watching people coming and going. It seems that everyone is rendered by this gloomy sky, and their expressions are so dull and empty. Just when I was about to be infected by this gloomy atmosphere, I suddenly caught a beautiful and innocent smile, which warmed my heart like a ray of sunshine in winter.
Sweep away the initial haze, I locked the beautiful figure and couldn't help approaching her. I saw her wearing two playful braids and a white gauze skirt that little girls love, just like an out-of-touch fairy, as if surrounded by warm light. She squatted in front of an old beggar and looked at the beggar with innocent eyes. I heard the beggar say, "Little girl, please, I haven't eaten for three days …" Before the beggar finished, the little girl got up and walked away.
I don't know why, although I know she is still young and I have no reason to blame her, I still gave her a disdainful look. I looked around, but I didn't see the little girl.
I walked up to the beggar and took out change from my pocket. He repeatedly said to me in a trembling voice, "Thank you, thank you kind people!" " "When I turned to leave, suddenly a crisp and pleasant voice sounded behind me:" Grandpa, come and eat while it's hot. "Looking back, I turned out to be the little girl and said that she was not surprised or surprised. Just then, a warm current flowed into my heart and circulated on me.
I can't help feeling ashamed of my new disdain. I forgot to move for a moment and stared at the little girl and the old beggar quietly. I saw a beggar's face showing a completely different gratitude from others giving him money.
He took the steamed stuffed bun trembling and even thanked me ... The little girl's smile was deeply engraved in my heart, so pure and beautiful, just like a ray of sunshine in winter, which made people feel very sweet and warm. Those warm memories keep coming to my mind. I recall my mother's gentle smile and my partner's sincere encouragement ... even after a long time, that warm feeling still exists in my heart. When I am sleepy and confused, it shines on me like the sun, encouraging me to persist and not give up.
I will never forget that sunshine. You are my staunchest supporter.