Time flies like running water. Looking back suddenly, I found that there were still too many memories in my mind that I couldn't erase. I can savor them carefully and slowly, because they are full of affection, friendship between friends and care of teachers. ...
It is not surprising that we remember maternal love and feel the selflessness of love. But for a mother who goes to bed early and gets up early, it is not easy to wait for her son to come home at night. She has to endure boredom and loneliness and insist on not falling asleep. Sometimes when I get home, she will say to me, "I'm exhausted." If I hadn't waited for you, I would have woken up long ago. " But when I asked her, I didn't want her to sleep. She said, "I want you to know that you are not the only one who suffers. There are thousands of Qian Qian students in the school, and I am at home. I will accompany you. " Sometimes love is not spoken, but put into action. Mother regards waiting as a responsibility and a manifestation of love. No matter how tired she was, she persisted and refused to give up.
Recall friendship and feel its purity like water. Every time we go home on holiday, several of our old classmates will go together. We talked and laughed all the way and never let go of any precious time. Even in the car, we were squeezed into a narrow space, and we still talked about everything. From time to time, bursts of laughter came out, causing others to cast strange or envious eyes. Looking back now, I still feel that feeling is so pure. There are some people in society.
When you are distracted in class, the teacher will remind you in a friendly way. When you are too tired but still doing your homework, the teacher will advise you to have a rest. When you fail the exam, the teacher will patiently enlighten you and give you the courage to overcome difficulties ... in order to encourage us to study hard and get good grades.
There is no shortage of love in the world. As long as we look back from time to time and think about what happened, we will find that life is so beautiful.
Example Comments: This article is an argumentative paper with clear structure, reasonable argument setting and fluent language. In particular, the article selects the original things I have experienced personally, which are unpretentious, full of life, high school students' feelings!
aftertaste
The reason why spring is beautiful is because it contains the taste of spring, and the reason why summer is beautiful is because it injects young and happy hormones; Autumn is beautiful, because it is mixed with the festive atmosphere of harvest; Winter is beautiful because it has unforgettable memories.
Aftertaste is also a kind of enjoyment. Humor is the lubricant of communication between people. It is not only a sentence to adjust the atmosphere, but also an inspirational expression full of great wisdom. There are many famous American humors. Mark Twain once praised a lady for being beautiful when she was flying, but the lady didn't thank him, so he asked, "Can't you lie to me like me?" Every time I recall this wise saying, there is always a feeling of admiration and a wonderful enjoyment.
The aftertaste is also a reference. China is an ancient country with a splendid culture of 5,000 years. There are too many deep or shallow footprints on the road of history. If there is, there are painful lessons, exquisite poems and mysteries.
Shang Zhouwang's cruelty and Zhao Gao's treachery were finally reviled by ten thousand people; In the early Tang Dynasty, the four outstanding poets were in high spirits when they were young, and they made their mark in the poetry circle. Li Bai's free and easy pride, Du Fu's gloomy and frustrated social feelings, Yue Fei's brave words of serving the country, the legend of Pangu's creation, the magic of the goddess filling the sky, and the incredible reclamation of the sea by Jingwei ... There are too many, and China's culture is too extensive and profound to recall all. We just need to learn some essence and recall some.
Aftertaste is also a kind of sublimation. In the era of information explosion, we receive far more information than the ancients. Why can't we surpass them? Confucius and Mencius, Wang Xizhi's calligraphy and Wu Daozi's painting have always been at their peak. We can't surpass them, because learning without thinking is useless. We need to remember what we have seen and heard, sublimate our life realm and achieve perfection.
Aftertaste, endless aftertaste, you will find the other side of things, experience new feelings and touch another beginning. ...
Example comment: The content of this exercise is unusual. What he remembers is humor, history and culture. It can be seen that the author is a person who is good at thinking and reviewing, a person who can absorb nutrition from history and culture and sublimate himself, and a thinker who stands on contemporary skyscrapers and examines the past through time and space. In this respect, it is not simple and unusual.
aftertaste
The years of senior three are like songs, and we once sang the clearest tone in our hearts. In retrospect, it is because someone always injects new elements into it, because we fought side by side, and because some classmates made us feel love plus.
In an instant, you will find that casual actions will shine eternal beauty. One morning, because you got up late and forgot to bring breakfast, your deskmate will not hesitate to hand you her breakfast. When you look at the dark clouds outside the window and frown, your partner will pat you on the shoulder and say, "I have an umbrella." Let's go together! " "When you accidentally twisted your foot while running, there must be classmates rushing forward, holding your arm and carefully helping you into the classroom. When you are lying in the infirmary, there will always be several classmates visiting and handing you a cup of hot tea. Ordinary action language permeates students' sincere friendship, soothes our lonely hearts and makes our life more attractive.
Reflection after the exam, do you remember when your deskmate saw that you were unhappy and handed you a small note full of encouraging words? It is the words that filter impurities that flow in your heart and carry the power of their friendship. At that time, we will be unable to restrain the free flow of tears, not endless tears of regret, but tears of determination to bid farewell to failure. We will be more responsible and start a new journey under their care.
Looking back on our mental journey, there is a kind of power that always illuminates our way forward and does not let us lose our way. Is that they know you like the back of their hand and won't give up your teacher. They won't scold you for being tired in class occasionally, but kindly ask you to answer a simple question, because they believe that you must be tired of learning, and they will keep a close eye on everyone's every move.
Because of love, we are more determined to move forward. Because of love, it becomes an umbrella in rainy days, propping up our sky. Caring is the sun in the palm of your hand in winter, which warms our hearts. Concern has become a sharp knife, stinging and satirizing the opposite blade that hinders our progress. Life in senior three is no longer monotonous, and beauty stays in countless touching moments, inspiring us to go forward bravely and pursue beautiful dreams.
Example Comments: Taking every little thing in senior three's life as the aftertaste object, we can "see the spirit in the details" and see the big from the small, which responds to the call of the college entrance examination to "write your own things and express your feelings". The full text is fresh, natural and smooth.
aftertaste
I picked up the glass, savored it, sat in a rocking chair and caressed my beard, slowly savoring the fragrance of the wine, which was Tao Yuanming. As the sun sets, at dusk, I stare at the setting sun and savor the past experience. That's an unknown old man ... and the red handprint I touched my face is gone, and the burning pain is gone, as well as some memories that have already been branded in my heart and those unforgettable eyes.
As usual, the teacher came to the classroom with a smile and looked at her lesson plan. "I have an exam today." The students complained immediately, and I was not very happy. It's not my destiny to take the Chinese exam, so I echoed my classmates. "This is just a quiz, so just do it as usual." Her words are always persuasive, so I will take the exam anyway.
She is a Chinese teacher and our head teacher. She is white, but a little fat, but this kind of fat doesn't make people feel bloated. Instead, she thinks that people are middle-aged and rich, just like my mother. Her children are also in my class, so she always gives me the feeling of being a mother, and I enjoy it.
The reason why I cheated in this exam is simple. I don't want to fail in the exam. I think I was found because the teacher stared at me. I cheated in the exam before for a simple reason. I want to be in the top five of our class, not wandering around in the tenth place. I was found again this time.
I kept my head down, my palms were sweating, and my mind was always holding on to it. After a long silence, I slowly raised my head in fear and curiosity. I hesitated and bowed my head. Time passes slowly, but my head is so heavy that I can't lift my strength. I like that look, blame, sadness, helplessness, maybe more. The long silence was broken with a bang.
Recalling what I saw when I looked up, I thought more later. She is both a mother and a teacher. That slap didn't hurt, but it broke my heart and made me awake. I regret it and even want to slap myself. Why did I make my "mother" so sad?
The red handprint is gone, but I will never forget the moment I looked up. (673 words)
Example note: This is a narrative. The article selects the moment when the teacher found cheating and was slapped by the teacher because of shame and regret. The aftertaste is the teacher's eyes: "blame, sadness, helplessness may be more." Delicate and true description.
aftertaste
Some people say that at the most beautiful time, there is only a wisp of flower fragrance left.
Just like childhood, that childish time may not be simple, but now it is as white as a glass of milk.
Just like the fried rice with eggs cooked by my mother, the most delicious moment is not the moment when I eat it, but the moment when I want to eat it but I can't eat it.
We are used to recalling what we remember, but what we remember doesn't seem to be true. That flower is really not lovely without thanks. I really didn't feel so carefree when I was a child; When eating that bowl of fried rice with eggs, you never thought that a bowl of ordinary rice would make you want to cry in your memory one day in the future. Are we wrong?
I still remember Su Shi's words "Go home, there will be no rain or shine". We come from the past and the present. We can't really go back to that "forever chic place", but the aftertaste makes us "go home" and look back at the footsteps of "forever".
No matter how bloody it was, or lightning and thunder, when we walked on straw sandals, we were greeted by the "oblique mountain pass" with clear clouds and clear winds. Although there are still mottled bloodstains on the road, there is an inexplicable warmth in our eyes today, because we are glad that we have left this footprint that ordinary people can't leave, and because we realize that the road always has to extend forward.
The significance of aftertaste is to gain rich feelings. The aftertaste lets us know how to cherish, and the aftertaste lets us know how to be indifferent or even detached.
Recalling life is like tea to tea. Life is more delicate and profound because of aftertaste. Life needs to go, experience and aftertaste.
Maybe our aftertaste is not true, but maybe this is the truest revelation that life gives us-life is happy. When we are drawn by material desires all day, when we are trapped by fame and fortune all day, when we run around all day looking for that seemingly distant happiness, we don't know that living is the greatest happiness of people. Whether you have a good day today or not, this is just a necessary experience in life, and these experiences will become the aftertaste of tomorrow.
Understanding life with aftertaste, life needs aftertaste.
Without aftertaste, life may be without that flower, that cup of milk, that bowl of fried rice with eggs, and even that mouthful of matcha-the fragrance of life.
Without aftertaste, life may lack many beautiful Jiangxi, even boring.