Through the excellent composition 1, the winter in memory is cold and the reality is cold.
I can't bear to watch the geese fly south, crying all the way about the helplessness of leaving my hometown and the warmth of going to other places to find a better future. I am lonely and waving my heavy wings, but I can't shake my inner pain.
I can't bear to watch the dead leaves wither, but I want to whirlwind in the air, and I don't want to die prematurely, just like a butterfly that has lost its life, falling with the wind and splashing into the yellow mud.
I can't bear to see the frosty herbs, so arrogant, regardless of the disappearance of the only green leaves, still ravaging the broken stems shivering in the cold wind.
Walking alone on a path with yellow leaves all over the sky, there are not many people around. Occasionally I pass by one or two, and my expression seems very vague. I looked around my world and hurried by.
Let the emptiness of the soul be lightly decorated, and be willing to imprison yourself in a cold iron cage, unwilling to pay, afraid to pay, afraid of injury, afraid of injury, the heart will inevitably be even colder. Hehe, my cold hands tightened the zipper, and then I hurried past.
After more than ten years, I found myself more and more empty: my childhood was wild and unrestrained. My childhood was washed away by time and faded to nothing, like a drop of ink in the lake. Thinking of my childhood memories, I hurried by.
Is it the cold season or people's cool thin? Why don't others act like children anymore? But isn't it the same for yourself? After reading this, I smiled at myself and walked over.
A person passing by, I can't remember her gender and age clearly, only remember that faint smile, I still remember it clearly. Smiling without rejection, smiling without disguise, smiling spotless, the suppressed air seems to dissolve, as if waking up from a dream.
That smile appeared on his face on purpose and he walked forward.
After a cold winter, I came to a beautiful spring.
I walked through the south of the Yangtze River, and the appearance in the season was like the opening and falling of lotus flowers. -inscription
In the misty rain, faint bells came from the distant Zen temple, rippling in the world of Jiangnan.
The catkins in March quietly flew over the bridge and landed gently in the running water, rippling around.
In the air of the old house, a few wisps of smoke rose slowly and dispersed in the drizzle.
Where does the ancient Qingshi Road lead in the long rainy lane? The moist smell of moss blends with the fresh air and floats in the air. Parthenocissus tricuspidata pasted on the ancient wall adds vitality and poetry to this foggy and rainy south of the Yangtze River.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella, standing on the covered bridge is like Qingshi Street facing dusk. The sound is silent. The green curtain in March has not been lifted, and my heart is like a small sash.
Look back, look up. I took a drop of rain bead and watched it disappear in the wind, instantly adding a smile.
Time flies, in the world of Jiangnan, nothing more than a slightly swaying pink lotus, flowing water slowly dying eastward, and a long flute sound, nothing more than all this affectionate Jiangnan. Walking in the south of the Yangtze River, slow down, you can feel that time seems to have solidified. ...
The sun went down. In the rustling spring breeze, white walls and black tiles, an old dog barked at the fiery red horizon, and an old man squinted at the sunset and fell asleep quietly.
The rain stopped long ago, and a swan flew over the horizon, leaving a dark yellow shadow.
The grass is green. After the rain, the air is mixed with the fragrance of earth, which is transmitted in the breeze. A ray of setting sun shines in the room through the casement, which is extremely warm and adds a bright light.
"Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers".
"Life is like a dream, a bottle returns to the moon."
The aesthetic conception of poetry is undoubtedly revealed in the flowing water of the small bridge in the south of the Yangtze River. The quiet lights are like dreams, and the beauty is striking.
My horseshoe is a beautiful mistake. I'm not human. He is a passer-by
After excellent composition 3, plants lost beautiful flowers and gained sweet fruits; The earth lost its bright green and gained pure white snow. Gains and losses seem to be inextricably linked. The more you lose, the more you may gain in the future. Gains and losses should be inseparable causality.
In life, we often forget the existence of tomorrow, and always habitually regard everything today as everything in life. Because of this, people began to indulge everything and pay too much attention to today. In fact, we have a lot of expectations for tomorrow. ...
Yesterday and today, whether it is agitation, tranquility, sigh and sadness, have all become the past. Only tomorrow can erase yesterday's wounds and tears and realize today's ideals.
In the past few years, snowstorms, earthquakes and financial crises have tested the hearts of our Chinese sons and daughters again and again. However, we did not give in, but bravely faced it again and again with amazing perseverance and overcame the difficulties ahead. Looking back on the motherland for 62 years, how many stormy waves our ancestors experienced and how many difficulties and obstacles they overcame proved the vitality of China people! Tomorrow of the motherland, we are full of longing.
As the flowers of our motherland, we are the hope of the future. When we grow up, we will be the middle force of society and the pillar of tomorrow. Therefore, we should study hard from now on and set up our ideals, and work hard for them today and tomorrow!
Tomorrow, what a beautiful word, let us rekindle the flame of life hope today. Tomorrow is the hope of today, it soothes the pain in our hearts and soothes and warms our dreams.
Walking through today is a bright future; After today, it is brand new; It's sunny after today; Walking through today is full of confidence. ...
Work harder today for a better tomorrow. Tell yourself silently in your heart; After today, there will be sunshine across the sky, the blue sky will still be accompanied by white clouds, and there will be warm winds blowing around comfortably.
When my mother and I had the same dream, I began to travel in her eyes and complete my mission in her expectation. It is your love that weaves a touch of warm color and daubs it day and night. ...
Do you remember that snowy night? The hour hand has pointed to eleven o'clock, but I am still tossing and turning in bed and can't sleep. Tomorrow is the final exam of the first semester of the sixth grade in the county, and it is the first big exam in the last year of primary school. In order to make a good impression on classmates and teachers, why are the whole class not nervous? Me too.
Although it's snowing outside, I feel so hot and dry lying in bed, and my heart is like a mess, and I can't figure it out The clock ticks, ticks, as if to say, "Are you ready for tomorrow's exam?" There seems to be a scene in front of the teacher, and it is difficult to fall asleep.
At this moment, the door opened gently-mom! You came to my bedside and smiled and said, "Tomorrow's exam is over. Don't carry too many burdens. In fact, as long as you work hard, your grades are secondary. As long as you study hard, no matter how you do in the exam, your mother will be happy ... "
That night, you said a lot, and I fell asleep under your kind gaze and in your gentle words. In the gloom, I only remember the dim light under the desk lamp hanging over your face. You are so kind and kind in my eyes. The words you said on that snowy night in my memory are the most beautiful words in the world, and your face is the kindest face in the world. ...
I did well in that exam. When I heard the result, I was not thanking myself, but thanking you for your encouragement, because I knew that even if I didn't get the result, my mother would still applaud me.
Thirteen years, thirteen years, my mother accompanied me through more than that snowy night! Every morning, it is your exhortation that accompanies me on the road, and every night, it is your words that accompany me to sleep. Every deep footprint in my life embodies your deep love. The boat of my life can sail smoothly and safely because there is your quiet harbor behind me!
Go over the excellent composition 5. Go through that corner
Walking at the crossroads of my life, I made a decision that surprised me.
For a long time, I was puzzled about whether to indulge myself or be hard on myself. But I didn't know until later that it was the same road, but what I saw was different. This is my illusion, just like a dizzy old woman seeing her two or three grandchildren without glasses, and she is not sure whether it is true or not, but this is a person.
On Saturday, my mother said she would buy me clothes and told me to go somewhere after class. Waiting is always long, so I wandered around to kill time. Inadvertently, in the noisy crowd, I heard a clear voice, a little boy talking to his mother.
"Son, you can go to school next year. Are you going to school? Oh, no. Do you want to go to school? "
"Ha ha, of course, it's boring to play alone at home. There are many people going to school, which is fun." The little boy smiled innocently, as if nothing had happened.
"Do you still play computer?"
"Play, can't you?"
"But if you study, you will have time to play there."
"Mom, I want to go to school and play games."
I smiled and looked at the child's naive thoughts. "If only it could be like this." I walked to the corner of the road, and the children and adults were gone. But the child's words echoed in my ears for a long time.
I suddenly realized that it was really possible.
When you are doing something, if you are strict with yourself, you can do it well, and then you will get the greatest relaxation when the result is decided.
Conversely, when you relax yourself, you will still have the idea of doing things well, and then you will be very strict with yourself at any time.
Thank you mother and son.
Life is a long and beautiful road, and I am full of confidence and spirit when I walk on this road. Inadvertently looking back, I smiled and faced it, savoring these lost years that crossed the ocean and turned into mulberry fields.
Youth, self-confidence, self-restraint and arrogance. Not afraid of youth, not afraid of old age. I'm just afraid that these mixed memories full of bitterness and fragrance will be submerged in the tide of life before I savor them carefully.
Think of yesterday, I am still blindly persistent-stumbling on the way to study. The scenery along the way is infinitely beautiful, and the birds sing along with the flowers. I didn't stay, because there are more beautiful scenery waiting for me in my heart.
Sigh once, I used to be like a lily in full bloom after the rain, but I kept dreaming, hoping that one day a warm and jade-like lover would gently hold my hand, and the oath version declared: "There is only one scoop of water in three thousand years." From then on, know each other and stay together until death do us part. -"I want to know you. There is no end to your long life. There is thunder in winter and rain and snow in summer, but I dare to die with you."
Life, look at the road I have traveled, those deep or shallow, or careless, or unswerving steps, I smiled, I smiled, "life is so charming, it actually attracts me to compete with the teenagers of the past." I shed tears. I can sigh that life is short. "I need to get old before I die." Yesterday's youthful dream, youthful madness, has turned into the wings of a butterfly, "tears of rebirth fall on the edge of a blue spring."
Hold yesterday's fragrant tea lightly, savor today's "lingering fragrance", twist up a sweet and fragrant assorted leaf, put it in your mouth and chew it gently. Oh! It turns out that the road of life is still so long, and yesterday's things have turned into faint dust at today's feet. Inadvertently, it becomes totally embarassed!
Time flies, the only constant is a distant phoenix heart.
Tasting the road I walked, I smiled. It turns out that my wild and immature dreams have always been with me.
Love life and career, because everyone is still very young. Seventeen years of youthful chic, twenty-seven years of poetry. Please young you and me, step on the high horse of youth, and engage in youthful Yuan Ye, and everyone's life will be rich and colorful. Don't stop, sentimental life, temporary forgetting, isn't it a prelude to tomorrow's glory?
In the same stage of youth, as long as you play your role well, you can have regretless youth. When I saw my favorite earrings, I remembered my innocence when I was young. It completely brought me into youth and once again gave me a colorful spring.
This rose-scented love is inlaid with a big red gem, which closely integrates beauty into it. Really like a shy rose, blooming under the care of love, emitting a faint fragrance. Maybe that love has turned into a cloud, maybe my once love has been buried in my heart. But love when you are young is the purest.
Farewell, meteor shower, farewell to that regretless love, wandering alone in the wilderness path, full of stars. I vaguely see that this used to be the direction where meteors flew. In the vast world, I feel a little lost and a kind of pain. This beautiful flower is a beautiful pendant I bought for myself the year before last. I still like it. Do you like it as much as I do?
The love of youth is pure. She and I hugged and kissed each other. At that moment, everyone snuggled up in the arms of happiness and looked for happiness. That night, the moon was particularly round, as if seeing Chang 'e in the moon palace sighing in a low voice, lovers in the sky secretly dating, and poetry wandering again.
On the moonlit night, everyone strolled in the field path. We looked at each other silently, and the silver moonlight sprinkled the mountains and rivers. Perhaps this is fate. That love I really can't face, and then a beautiful meteor crossed the sky and disappeared in the Xinghai.
I grabbed the clothes of love in my youth, but I was hurt again and again and lost again and again. Really, I don't want that sincere love to be exiled. Maybe this choice is wrong, but the flying meteor is gone forever.
Through excellent composition 8, "Today's basketball match between our class and Class 3 (1)!" The head teacher announced the days we had passed together on the platform. The students rushed to the basketball court. As soon as the whistle sounded, the athletes began to fight. You pass long, I fake it; You have three points and I have rebounds; You lure the enemy deep, I'll take the next move, and the applause keeps coming. Graceful posture and skillful skills, the other side can only watch the basketball miss. The whistle sounded again, and at 9 o'clock sharp, the whole audience cheered.
Happiness, happiness, let's go together!
Triangular foundation
The classroom is quiet! The pen stopped and looked out of the window in unison.
"Ding ..." The bell rang, the paper followed, and the pointer came. The teacher wrote down the "days together".
"This geometry exam, we made a triangle foundation! In other classes, there are 15 top students and 34 passing students on average. We are rare.
"* * 96 points, * * 97 points ... * * 32 points"
The classroom is quiet again! Reflection!
At night. Classrooms and beds, filled with lights for everyone to learn lighting, eventually became triangular lightning rods.
Pain, we walked together; Endeavour, let's kiss him!
A classroom surrounded by mountains.
/kloc-quality inspection came to us quietly in October/February.
The classroom has lost its former happiness. The pen keeps working for us, and the test paper floats in the air. Review for the senior high school entrance examination, study elites and test questions are all here to join in the fun. The table has become a hill with "one peak on the side of the ridge and different heights".
Nervous review, let's go together
The days we walked together had bright sunshine; The days we walked together had fun playing with water; The days we have walked together have a vision for the future; The days we spent together ...
You and I cherish the days we passed together, and you and I cherish the days we passed together.
Cherish the past and cherish friendship.
The night market, which passes by Luqiao, is a place that says it's not big or small. However, when I stand in the center of it, I will feel confused and confused. The night market is where I pass after school every day. Just like a two-faced person, there are extreme "cold" and extreme "hot".
On my way to school, I passed by, and it was particularly cold. All the shops were closed in the morning, and there was no trace of popularity. Where there used to be sports equipment such as swings, it has long been razed to the ground, covered with green grass, showing a little vitality, but it still makes people feel lonely and deserted. Especially in winter, the winter wind blows the unpopular night market, adding a bit of sadness.
On my way to school, I passed by and it was extremely hot. In the evening, all the shops are open for business and warmly welcome every "visiting" customer. Standing in the center of the night market, watching the endless stream of people come and go, and choosing their favorite items is really a pleasure. On a cold night in winter, sitting there with a bowl of hot mala Tang and looking at the unique enthusiasm of the night market is really wonderful. After school, it was very late, but the "heat" of the night market was still blooming, and my heart was infected by its enthusiasm.
Although I pass it every day, it brings me endless feelings. It is like a sleeping baby, still dreaming sweet dreams in the morning, which makes people unable to wake up; At night, it wakes up from sleep, releasing its enthusiasm without reservation, infecting everyone around it, as if to share its joy with us.
Night market, a magical place, even if I pass by it every day, it seems that its brilliance has not been completely released, and it still has more mysteries to explore.
Night market, a place I pass by every day, I expect it to bloom more brilliantly.
I will graduate soon after passing the excellent composition 10.
I don't know why, but I can't let go of the stone in my heart. Perhaps the voices and smiles of my classmates touched my heart. But ... on the eve of graduation, why am I so quiet? No, I was thinking, thinking back to the days we spent together.
I remember it was a month ago. However, things are still so clear in my mind. Looking back now, I can still taste the bitter taste ... In the morning, the birds in the tree broke the silence in the morning. That day, I always thought it was a good day However, people's fate, such a time has not been preserved for a long time. After school at noon, we stayed on duty, and the teacher also assigned a task _ endorsement. I am with Yan. Because of Yan's poor academic performance, his performance seems to have affected his self-confidence, and his endorsement has slowed down. Although I warned him many times: "Try to understand!" But there is no improvement at all. In addition, because I was on duty with Yan most of the time, I began to make up for my mistakes. I took a rag to wipe the table, and my deskmate Jason came over and grabbed the rag from me: "Are you still the captain?" Let me wipe it! "I went to sweep the floor again. Team member Fan Fei said," We all did our duty, but you didn't! " "Listening to them makes me feel embarrassed. Although I wanted to cry, I didn't do that, because I knew that if I cried, I would lose my friends and the friendship I had built over the years. I also know: "friendship can only be stronger after wind and rain!" " "However, this time, I was hurt too much, I was tired, I couldn't fly, I couldn't live in pain!
A day passed, a week passed, and a month passed. I still can't forget the traces branded in my heart. Although I didn't lose my friends, I didn't lose my friendship, but …
The days we spent together were wonderful? Still sad?
Through the excellent composition 1 1, life is a journey. If you walk through it, you will understand a lot of truth.
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When I was a sophomore, I went to Beijing to play. We climbed the Great Wall, visited the Forbidden City and Ditan, and raised the national flag. But it was not until the fifth grade that I knew there were two kinds of Great Wall. One is opening to the outside world, and the other is the Wild Great Wall, which is classified as a restricted area. The Wild Great Wall refers to the Liaodong side wall and the Great Wall in the west, which is twice as open to the outside world. Why not open it? Some people say it's haunted, others say it's lonely, and no one goes. But more importantly, most of the Wild Great Wall has been destroyed, becoming desolate and lonely, but it is also magnificent. Therefore, I know that without the reinforcement of the Great Wall by the Ming Dynasty, there would be no local damage to the rest of the Great Wall today. It can be said that without the Ming Dynasty, the Great Wall would not be today. If I hadn't gone to Beijing, maybe I wouldn't have understood it by now. Without the hard work of the ancient working people, there would be no Great Wall, let alone Liaodong side walls.
I walked over to understand this.
Dongtai is a city with magical growth. On the coast of the Yellow Sea, there is a "sea anchor needle"-Haichunxuan Tower, which was built by Wei Chijingde in Zhenguan period of Tang Dynasty. It has a history of 1500 years, which can be described as "the chitose old tower". Without Li Yuan's resistance to Sui Dynasty, there would be no it, and there would be no Wei Chijingde to build it.
Without the 5,000-year historical accumulation of the Chinese nation, China would not have such a rich cultural heritage. Unless, in this peacetime, there are people who are willing to fight?
I don't understand until I pass by How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? We should protect these cultural heritages and the 5,000-year history of our country, so that the spirit of China can be passed down forever and the virtue of China can be maintained forever.
Only when we go there can we understand that only by protecting cultural heritage and intangible cultural heritage can we walk past our wayward self, aim at the direction and move forward in the direction of developing ourselves and protecting China.
Come on, after one-fifth of my life, I will definitely succeed in my research and protect these cultural heritages.