Topic composition 1 nervous! Nervous! ! Send out roll paper! Send out roll paper! "Bang, bang," the heart beat faster. I said to myself, "My God! Please give me three good grades! " When I closed my eyes, the roll of paper was already on the table. Alas, 92 points, only 92 points in the English exam, not ideal. Yeah! 95 points, Chinese 95 points, can't be proud! ! 93 points, math test 93, not bad, not bad, progress! ! !
Chinese analysis:
I got 95 points this time and deducted 5 points. I lost 2 points in the dictionary part, which I haven't fully mastered. The radical search method of the word "trap" first looks up "Lu" and then looks up 8 pictures. I actually wrote seven pictures with the syllable "xià n". I thought it was the order of sound, but I wrote an "X", which is really a mistake. Accumulate and use the fairy tale idioms in the book. I wrote a story about the Monkey King being born. I made a mistake. I lost one point and two points in my composition, because it was not so beautiful. I will write the words correctly in the future, which will look neat!
Chinese abstract:
In the future, you should read the requirements carefully before answering questions. No, you're too busy to scribble. Be careful everywhere and strive for perfection! !
Mathematical analysis:
Mathematics was originally my best subject, and I got 93 points this time, alas! I lost points in the application problem. Fill in the blanks. Now I can even add, subtract, multiply and divide. Not worth it!
Mathematical summary:
Never dare to make such a low-level mistake again. Seven points have been deducted for this mistake. Bloggers, don't be fooled like me!
English analysis:
This English score is too unreasonable. What a pity to lose points!
I made two mistakes in listening and lost 4 points. The written test was also deducted by 4 points. The main mistake in listening is that I didn't hear it clearly. In the written test part, there are mistakes in linking words and sentences, all because the text is not recited so well, the clever tricks are not mastered, and the people who copied the sentences are not clear. One more S plus a little while, one less S plus a little while. Too careless. ...
English abstract:
I'm going to download more English exercises and listen to English reading on the learning machine. Read more English books, increase your knowledge, and preview the questions you haven't talked about in class!
Overall summary:
I learned some knowledge from this exam! From now on, you should read the questions carefully before you start answering questions, and don't look at typos or words. As long as you are serious, you can get good grades in the exam. As long as you work hard, you are the best! !
The exam was largely due to carelessness. I hope I won't make this mistake again in the next exam. We should "learn from mistakes".
Theme composition 2 i. Design of literary scenes
Read the following materials and write as required:
The little fish asked the big fish, "Mom, my friend told me that the things on the bait are the most beautiful, but they are a little dangerous." How can we taste this delicious food and ensure safety? " .
"My child," said the big fish. "The two cannot coexist, and the safest way is never to eat."
"But they say it's the cheapest because it doesn't cost a penny." The fish said.
"This is completely wrong," said the big fish. "The cheapest may be the most expensive, because it costs others a lifetime. Do you know it is wrapped in a fishhook? "
"What principles must be mastered to judge whether there is a hook inside?" The little fish asked again.
"You actually said that principle." The big fish said, "a kind of thing tastes the best and is the cheapest. It seems that it doesn't cost anything, and the hook is probably hidden in it."
Understand the ideological connotation of this fable and write an article on the topic of "cost" in combination with the reality of social life.
note:
① Self-determination:
② Style selection;
(3) topics from:
(4) Not less than 800 words.
Second, the guidance before writing
Read this fable material if we expand our imagination. There will be a picture in front of us: an experienced and calm fish is earnestly saying to a small fish who is not deeply involved in the world: "Don't trust your friends, you should think with your own head: how can there be anything delicious and cheap in the world without paying any price?" In the face of something on the bait, it is best not to go near it, because it is trying to earn your life. "
When writing, whether narrative or discussion, as long as it is related to the ideological connotation of the material, you can write.
If written in narrative style, we can tell a life story of "refusing temptation and resisting corrosion" with the help of short stories, fairy tales and fables, so that people can understand the philosophy of life in chewing aftertaste.
If it is to discuss and explain the truth, the established meaning is: 1 Young people with ideals will never be dominated by material and money; 2. Only by polishing your eyes can you clearly distinguish the truth, beauty and ugliness of things; 3. If a person pursues self-interest and pleasure, his soul will be eroded by money; Beware of the temptation of "everything depends on money", otherwise you will pay the price of your life.
Topic composition 3 I am ordinary.
I'm just an ordinary junior three student. I eat the same meal as others every day. I always work hard, but I don't get paid. Looking around, I'm just one of the uniforms, but I'm ordinary. When will it be possible to change the boring status quo? An advertisement caught my attention:
"Extraordinary you are no longer a dream!"
-I stared at the white capsule in front of me, remembering the scene just now. "Classmate, we are willing to transform you into an extraordinary person and make you better than everyone else!" A very beautiful, charming and perfect-looking person said. I don't want to suffer ordinary pain any more, I will usher in a new life! I swallowed this magical capsule without hesitation.
The next month, I was the only one in the school who got full marks; Of all the counties, I am the only one who runs faster than Liu Xiang. Now I am full of stars, and all kinds of praises come one after another. However, the relaxation and happiness I imagined did not come as scheduled, and it was replaced by anxiety and anxiety.
There is a distance between dream and reality.
I thought my life would go on like this, and I would always be the only "wizard". But life is too long and the road is too bumpy. Gradually, I found that everyone became an "extraordinary" "wizard". Now the situation is: If a student doesn't get full marks in the whole school exam, if a person runs slower than Liu Xiang in the district and county competitions, it will become the laughingstock of everyone.
As the days passed, life became so dull. Inadvertently see the "imperfect" photos, and suddenly miss that "ordinary" self. I ran to the street and let my tears flow freely, but I couldn't find the original "perfect" advertiser anymore. Everyone in the street is so alike, so perfect.
I am so extraordinary, what's the point?
When I opened my eyes, I found myself crying. It's two in the morning, so it's a dream. Early the next morning, the alarm that once disgusted me sounded surprisingly reassuring at the moment. At school, there are still no "wizards" with perfect scores, and no one in districts and counties can surpass Liu Xiang in running. The rice is still the same as before, but it tastes particularly delicious today. Uniform school uniforms also look beautiful at the moment.
Everyone is unique. Be yourself and your life will be extraordinary.
The way you look at yourself determines your own value.
Topic Composition 4 My brother is very greedy. As soon as he saw the delicious food, he ran to eat it with his hands. So, I gave my brother a nickname-little greedy cat!
One Sunday in the summer vacation, my father and I went back to my grandmother's house. As soon as we arrived at the door, the "little greedy cat" immediately ran over and stared at me and my father. I guess he must want to see what we have to eat again. I can't help it I'm my brother. On the way, I'll take out the snickers I don't want to eat in my schoolbag and give them to him. He skillfully tore off the wrapping paper and ate up a whole Snickers bar with relish. Well, it's a good thing I came prepared. There is a Snickers in my bag.
In the afternoon, just as I was having a good time, suddenly, my brother came running again, holding a "Snickers" in his hand! This seems to be my spare snickers. I was shocked! How can "kitten" get the things in my schoolbag? When I turned around, I found that I forgot to zip my schoolbag! Looking at my brother eating Snickers, I think he is really a lovely kitten!
Do you think my brother is cute?
Topic composition 5 used to think that the heart didn't know how to communicate and the heart didn't know the taste of emotions, but the fact tells me that it's not like this, the heart is active …
I don't know how to feel since I was a child, and I shut myself in a lonely world. I didn't tell my family what I thought, and everything was very painful. Therefore, since I was sensible, I have had my own diary. I talk to it every day, and only it is willing to listen to me.
My friends say I am the worst listener. Is that so? When they think they are complaining, I always look like I don't listen and don't even look at each other. Indeed, I dare not look into each other's eyes, no matter who they are, I dare not ... I can't see each other's gentle eyes, only the dazzling eyes that make my hair stand on end, and others can't understand myself, but I have become the "worst listener" in others' eyes.
Once upon a time, I opened my heart and wanted to get out of the lonely world. I want my friends to help me and pull me out. Primary school, until junior high school, there was no such confidant ... such talents appeared. But at the same time, because, like everyone else, she didn't understand me and pulled me to the door, I could walk out in a small step, but she let go and left me at this moment …
I am like a dolphin out of water. I have no direction. I only see a vast and boundless sky. I'm dying. I can't breathe. I'm moaning. I'm asking for help. No one saw me or heard my voice. I lay on the ground, blinking, hoping to see a glimmer of hope. No, I don't see anything …
Let's listen to what our hearts say. The heart will never betray its master. ...
The kite finally flew and I couldn't help growing taller.
Nothing is more terrible than this: jumping high. The rice around you hangs its head, but you are no longer excited about maturity. Helpless, teenagers are the best time in life. I understood it too early, and I finally began to worry about assigning new words.
They say that children who cry have candy to eat, perhaps because of their childhood education. I don't eat sugar when I was young, but I can only accept it when I grow up.
What I remember most clearly so far is that the class teacher frequently talked to me in the first half of the semester. For my study, I watched her at a loss and accused me of my study again and again. I am always silent. I am serious. I'm sure of that. What I don't understand is how she can read my mind. Day after day, the herd mentality in human nature is at work, and my best friends around me begin to echo my class teacher. I became more and more quiet and irritable. Because I don't want my family to worry too much about my living on campus, I look a little funny now. At that time, I felt that friends should have empathy. I really feel lonely after leaving some people. As long as I can remember, I can't leave my friends. I can work in groups of two, three or four. The arrival of solo surprised me. Passers-by look at you without exception, and even the light in the corner is projected on you.
I really think my best friend in primary school can give. I hid by the small phone on the balcony. I listened to her breathing through the telephone line and poured out my depression for several days. I dare not attract roommates too loudly. Such days have consumed my last savings. If it was a calling card, I would have finished typing a drawer.
When the weather became unbearable, I finally ended my pain. Of course, I am no longer a lone ranger, but I know I am more lonely.
I already know that I am different from her, and I finally understand that I can't escape from maturity. The last summer was the only time I had left. I will be picked in autumn.
After that, I didn't care about the words of the class teacher and the conversation that seemed to be Pandora's box. There is something beautiful at the bottom of Pandora's box. I think I've hit the bottom. I understood it too late. My savings are gone.
I stopped calling and just began to miss the existence of some people. Things are impermanent, and you must never cry over them. Understanding is the most important thing. I knew it in my dream many years ago, but I didn't want to admit it, so I chose plum blossom. Looking for that perfect day missed the harvest season.
Running high is still a terrible thing, and I know it will come. The rest of my life will not be too late. I think when I can finally walk alone, I can catch up with the last autumn.
It's very kind of children. Don't always be purple chrysanthemums in autumn.
Grow tall before the kite falls.
Topic Composition 7 The second class this afternoon is "Comprehensive Practice" class, which is attended by Teacher Yang. First of all, I want you to tell me the purpose of your name. My name is Zhu, and I follow my father's gender, ambition and pride.
Then let's talk about what's unusual in our class. Everyone said: there are many students who run very fast, many students who like painting, and many students who jump rope very well. Finally, I hope students will give their class a nice name. In the debate, we chose two names, namely "colorful classroom", which means students have a wide range of interests. Politeness class means that everyone is polite. Because "colorful classroom" can contain politeness, we finally chose "colorful classroom". The teacher told us that there is a class in Class One or Class Two called "water curtain cave Class". Because the students in that class are as naughty as monkeys, they are called "water curtain cave Class".
Topic composition 8 I like reading, but I don't like listening; Love the school, but hate the teacher; Love the internet, but don't like making friends. This is me, a standard post-90 s. Let me also "show off"-I am a post-90 s generation, I like listening to music, and I like old boys sung by chopsticks brothers-there is youth madness in the song; I like to listen to Utaoki's "Minors"-there is youth in the song. As long as I go to bed, the first thing I do is listen to music, but my mother doesn't like it. Once, I was singing with ecstasy to the music when my mother rushed into the room and ordered me to "turn off the music!" " "I disagree, continue to hum. My mother flew into a rage and rushed to unplug the power. I have always been weak, like a leopard to stand up and defend myself. The two sides refused to back down, and the war didn't end until my father came out to reconcile. I went back to my computer desk, still in high spirits. At this point, Vae was singing "Old Enemy", which was tactfully sad. Music hits my heart like raindrops, causing ripples. I seem to see the feud and enmity in the war, and I also hear people's desire for peace, as if I understood "Xing, the people suffer;" The real meaning of "death makes people suffer" Music is the expression of emotion, and words are the carrier of emotion. What I listen to is not music, but the singing of the soul. I like listening to music. I'm a post-90s generation, and I like listening. I am a post-90s generation, and I am a "Miss Emotion". Once, I did badly in the exam, and my mother scolded me completely when she came back. My face is as black as Bao Gong's. I went back to my room, grabbed the book and tore it in half. I seem to be unwilling to tear wildly until the fragments of the book fall from the sky like a wounded butterfly. I am like an angry lion, stepping on the debris on the ground. The flame in my eyes shot higher and higher, and my eyebrows twisted into a ball. As time went on, my mood gradually calmed down. Looking at the mess on the ground, I regretted my behavior. Tears fell like rain. My nose is like a clown and my eyes are like rabbits. It took a long time to calm down. I am not a calm sister. I show all my little emotions on my face. I have no patience and love to cry. After 90, I am a typical "Miss Emotion".
I am born after 90. When I read Jing M.Guo's "The Summer of Solstice hasn't come yet", I saw Chang Xia standing alone behind a tree and witnessed Fu Xiaosi and another girl leaving talking and laughing. The shadows of trees hang over the long summer. When the summer heat is in the air, the vines filled with sadness are tightly wrapped around me. Long Xia's unspeakable sadness makes me heartache. I also like Xia Mingyou's simple and sad words. I also like reading Seven Years of the Eastern Dynasty and recalling the past of youth in a sad style. I am a sad school, and I love tragedy, because sad words can touch the softest place in my heart. I am a post-90s generation, and I am a sad girl. Honey, did you see today's tragedy? I am a post-90 s, and I don't take the usual path; I am a post-90s generation and believe in the future.
Not a dream; I am the post-90s generation, the stage of the world, and I am in charge. I firmly believe that life will be wonderful for post-90s girls!