He is just an ordinary man. But for me, it is the most special-dad.
I have little respect for my father since I was a child, and I have always ignored his importance. Perhaps because my father's education is not high, I have never discussed many things with my father, and I have never revealed my feelings to my father.
Only when the light bulb is broken and things are too heavy to move, will I think of my father. At that time, I always hoped that my father could be on call, whether he was busy at work or not, but he always worked hard. But at that time, I didn't understand the caring look in my father's eyes, just took it for granted.
Now that I'm grown up, I finally know how busy my father is at work, and I won't let him pick me up any more. When I walk in the hot sun, I miss the soft sofa and cool air conditioner in my father's car.
I didn't know how happy I was when I was a child, and I knew I couldn't be willful anymore. When I was a child, my father never reached out and picked me up, but stood in the distance, holding my favorite lollipop in his hand and loudly said to me, "Baby, as long as you stand up and walk in front of my father, you can eat lollipops!" " I don't know whether it is the attraction of lollipops or the expectant eyes in my father's eyes that give me the courage to stand up and give me the motivation to move forward. When I finally came to my father's side, my father hugged me excitedly, and I saw a gratified smile on my father's face.
I finally know that what I want is not a lollipop, but a smile from my father. Whenever my father comes home late from work, in the twilight, I can feel my father stroking my hair and tucking me in.
A warm feeling arises spontaneously. It turns out that my father has been protecting me and my mother.
Dad is a man who sticks to his hobbies and never gives in. He insists on taking a cold bath every day, and he insists on going swimming every day.
No matter how cold the weather is all year round, it always persists and never changes. I have never heard my father shout "pain" or "tired". He always wears this strong face, and he smiles at everything that goes wrong.
He once told me: "People must stick to their ideals, no matter how hard or tired they are." From then on, I was no longer afraid of wind and rain, and I learned to stick to everything.
These days, my father is on a business trip again. In these days, I learned to miss.
I am a girl who loves to laugh. Whenever I laugh, I always laugh. What a hearty laugh, happy smile, inexplicable smile … all follow me closely. I will laugh at all ridiculous things, and this kind of laughter will often drag my classmates into the water, attract teachers' criticism, and then attract everyone to blame me for seducing them.
Once in an English class, the teacher taught two words: bus and must, and then let everyone read them. My deskmate couldn't pronounce correctly, so I couldn't help laughing because my tone was blunt and I heard "Dad is dead" and "Mom is dead".
The whole class also burst into laughter under my "leadership". The teacher repeatedly banned it, but he couldn't control it, so that he couldn't lecture. Finally, the whole class was scolded and punished.
The teacher took special care of me when I entered the office, but I was still immersed in what happened just now, and my thoughts suddenly fell to the ground. The teacher kept saying there, I was still thinking "Mom and Dad are dead". As a result, I snorted and laughed, and the English teacher almost didn't go crazy.
Back in class, everyone came to blame me for this culprit. Naturally, I did my duty and retorted confidently, "I love to laugh, and my mouth is on me. I laugh happily." .
Besides, did I make you laugh? I can't help myself. Why do you blame me? "Under this, the students were speechless, I laughed again, also calculate to celebrate what I just said. Come to think of it carefully, I like to laugh like death for two reasons: one is the inheritance of my parents.
Mom and dad are both people who love to laugh. As long as I can remember, I haven't seen them frown and unhappy. Their faces are always sunny, as if all the good things in the world happened to them, so I was born an authentic descendant. The second is the warmth and harmony of the family.
My parents never quarrel. They care about me. The smiles of three people build a happy and warm home, surrounded by laughter. I have no reason to be unhappy! Wherever I go, laughter follows me. I often don't see anyone. Smell me laugh first. Does everyone like to laugh, too? Then let's laugh until the end, because: smile, ten years old; In a good mood, troubles run.
My teacher is not tall, with a pair of kind eyes on his chubby face, and his short gray hair shows his loyalty. He has a strong right leg, but his left leg is completely cut off from below the knee and supported by a polished round stick.
We don't know when and why this leg was amputated. I only remember one time, when he was talking about the legend that The goddess patching the sky made man, he smiled and said to us, "Nuwa's clay figurine was so tired that he picked up the mud with branches and threw it on the ground, and the mud thrown on the ground became a man.
It's just that some people lost their legs and arms because Nu Wa threw too hard. When she dumped my leg. "
There was a burst of laughter in the classroom, but after laughing, every student felt a sour feeling in his heart, and at the same time he increased his respect for Mr. Liu. He stands for hours every day and gives us lectures, relying only on his strong right leg and a wooden stick.
Speaking of writing on the blackboard, he supported the ground with a wooden stick, left his right leg off the ground, turned his body quickly and turned to the blackboard. After writing thick chalk words, I turned to the podium with crutches as the center.
A teacher who is over half a hundred years old doesn't know how many times he has to jump and spin like this a day. And every time he turned around, it caused the students' excited heartbeat.
His lecture was wonderful. The history of the motherland made him proud.
Speaking of national heroes of past dynasties, his generous remarks often make us cry with excitement.
2. Write a composition of about 600 words on the topic of "I was very happy that day", which can be used to describe and express my happiness of tasting success, and this happiness is obtained through giving. I have tasted failure, though bitter, but also very happy, because it let me know myself. However, what makes me most happy is that I have a happy family. This family consists of a serious father, a gentle mother and a child. Mom and dad are just an episode, and my time with them is very short. My parents work in other places to earn money and pay my tuition. Although I can only see them once or twice a year, I feel very happy. Now, I live with my parents, and I can see them every day, chat with them and laugh with them, which makes me happier. Strict father's loving mother doesn't often appear in my life. A serious father doesn't smile at his beloved daughter with a straight face, but he laughs unhappily all day. I thought my father's smile was bought with grades, but later I realized it wasn't. My mother is very gentle and kind to my father and me, but in order to make me lively and cheerful and not be a nerd, she always teases me, makes me happy and makes me forget all my troubles. So I am very happy. Once, I suddenly had a high fever. Put down what you are doing and stay with me, asking questions here and there for a while. Ask me if I am hungry, thirsty or not, because of their concern and sacred love, I feel happy and happy. The short-lived separated family is full of laughter and laughter at the moment, which makes me feel infinite happiness. Mom and dad, because of me, you are busy and have no regrets; Because of me, you have gone through a lot of hardships and have no complaints. I feel extremely happy because of you.
3. Composition 600 narrative, with discussion and lyrical description of the memory on the blackboard, the silkworm in spring will weave until it dies, and the candle will drain the wick every night.
As the old saying goes, teachers are like silkworms, like wax torches. They devote their whole lives to adding a little more splendor to our future road and a little less gloom. But I still can't feel the teacher's love for us Sometimes they criticize me, and sometimes they are very demanding of me. I was punished for being late, but that day, my opinion changed completely. On that day, the teacher gave us a blackboard with crooked words, a blackboard with memories and a blackboard with heavy love ... Before the junior high school entrance examination, the biting cold wind was like a knife, and it felt like "the north wind rolled white grass". Cold wind.
We waited shivering for the morning class. After a while, the door of the classroom slowly opened and Miss Chinese appeared in our field of vision. "What happened to Miss Wang?" "Huh?" There is always an expression of disbelief on the students' faces. Teacher Wang is different from usual. The red light on his face is often replaced by pale white, and his steps are vain, as if he would fall at any time. He also brought a silver thermos. There is no doubt that Mr. Wang is very ill.
She sat in front of the platform and said in a hoarse voice, "Today, we have ... Well, lesson 20, open the book ..." Those Chinese characters seem to have been forcibly pushed out, although they are light, but they can be heard. Distressed feelings mingled with chill hit our hearts.
The teacher began to write on the blackboard. The teacher stood up slowly, holding the table with his left hand, and his right hand began to jump and slide feebly on the blackboard. Gradually, there appeared a few words on the blackboard that lacked strength like an old woman, and her always delicate words disappeared. In order to make us see clearly, the teacher wrote a little harder, and his left hand kept shaking on the table. At this point, there seems to be something surging in my heart. I've never felt this way before. It's a bit like maternal love ... after class, the teacher said to us in a vague accent, "I wish you all good grades in the exam." Goodbye, classmates ... "Then the teacher stepped out of the classroom.
There is still silence in the classroom. Looking at the crooked but legible words on the blackboard, we were speechless. The teacher left, but left the words on the blackboard. After a long time, no one got up to clean the blackboard as usual, and everyone sat quietly. They symbolize nothing but heavy teacher love! Although the words on this blackboard can be erased, the memory on this blackboard will always exist in our hearts and will never be erased! In the examination room, we all work hard, and our motivation is nothing more than the memory on the blackboard, which shines on us like a bright pearl, dozens of times warmer than the warm sunshine.
600 words makes me feel happy. I need to discuss, express my feelings and describe the love my mother gave me. I am a happy child, and my life is full of love.
I have love from my grandparents; I have love from my parents; There are also teachers who care for me ... Although love comes from different people and in different ways, it is undeniable that I grew up in the arms of love and gave me the most love from my mother. My mother gave me love that no one else could give.
I took a unit exam in the fourth grade. When the math test paper was handed out, I saw the red numbers and was blindsided. The score of 89 points is far from my parents' requirements! My heart is as cold as a pot of cold water. My heart is so cold ... after analyzing the test paper, the teacher asked us to take it home and sign it.
That day, I was at a loss to carry my schoolbag and walked home with heavy steps. When I got home, I dragged my schoolbag and hid in my little world-my room.
While doing my homework, I touched my tears and thought, "Do you want to show my mother the test paper? She will be very angry when she sees it. Scolding is inevitable. Don't give it to her, okay? Without a signature, the teacher can't tell the difference! What shall we do? I was thinking, my mother invited me to dinner, and I served without saying a word, covered with white rice, and didn't even eat my favorite braised pork. But my mother can hold her breath and ask nothing. I don't know what medicine she sells in fenugreek.
It's just that she keeps putting my favorite dishes in my bowl. Finally, I finished this "long" dinner.
I still slammed the door, and I silently said to my mother, "mom, I'm sorry, I failed to live up to your expectations." This exam didn't meet your requirements. Sorry, I'll do it next time. " The next morning, I came to school with a heavy heart. I took out my test paper and looked at it. Alas, my mother actually signed my name on my test paper. There is a small print below: Xinyi, I know you don't want to disappoint your mother, but Miss Shen told me your exam results long ago. I know you did your best this time. I hope you will redouble your efforts in the future and achieve a satisfactory result.
After reading my mother's message, my eyes were moist. Between the lines, I felt my mother's good intentions and deeply realized her love for me. Feeling happy is as sweet as honey, and the feeling of happiness is beautiful; As comfortable as a mountain spring, the feeling of happiness is pleasant; As bright as sunshine, the feeling of happiness is warm ... happiness is the spark of love.
When you are immersed in the ocean of problems and unconsciously stay up late at night, at this time, your loving mother brings you a cup of tea with a fragrant smell, and an unspeakable warmth comes to mind, which is happiness. Happiness is the glory of success.
After studying hard, you walked confidently into the examination room, and then you got excellent grades. At this time, people look at you with envy, and they feel a sense of happiness, which is happiness. Happiness is the glory of friendship.
When you have a busy day, full of grievances and need to talk happily, the words of comfort from friends come to your heart like a stream, which makes you forget all your troubles and worries, and a sincere touch rises in your heart. This is happiness. Happiness is always with you. As long as you are good at discovering and feeling, you can always feel the sweet feeling of happiness.
Students, come on, let's find happiness with our own hearts and feel happiness with our own hearts.
5.600 words unforgettable junior high school life flies, time flies. In a blink of an eye, junior high school life is coming to an end. Looking back on these three years, I can't count how much joy and pain I left on campus, but now I still have some nostalgia in my heart. In the past days, we worked hard together, failed together, and cheered for the honor of the class together. This period of junior high school life is very fulfilling for me, and I have gained a lot. Not only in study, but also in the love of classmates and teachers. Thank you, classmates and teachers. Because of your encouragement and support, I have gained a lot. Thank you. When I was in primary school, I often longed for junior high school, because the junior high school students I saw were so happy and free on campus every day. I thought I would be happy to be a junior high school student, but when I really went to junior high school, I found that it was not as simple as I thought, because I had to study subjects in junior high school. Knowledge is getting more and more complicated, and I need to know more and more, but it is also good for me, because only in this way can I grow. Junior high school is a growing process. I remember when I first entered junior high school, I didn't say a word. I always sat and studied alone and didn't contact my classmates. Maybe this is my character. Later, I gradually became familiar with this environment, slowly opened my heart, and studied, chatted and played with my classmates. I was really happy. Three years of classmate friendship is really hard to forget. We have never met since we first entered school. Now we talk about everything. We share joys and sorrows. Let our friendship last forever. Whenever I fail in the exam, I hate myself for not living up to expectations, and sometimes I cry. I remember that time, I couldn't help crying at school, because that time my math score was the first time since I was so old. Everyone came to persuade me not to cry. Thank you very much. The head teacher came to persuade me when he saw me crying. I am so moved by the following efforts. I think our class is really great and makes me feel warm. My classmates and teachers are very kind to me and care about me. I remember that I was ill and couldn't go to school. Some students took the initiative to contact me and came to my house to ask me how I was. I also brought some classmates to visit me at my home. I am really grateful to my teacher for being so kind to me. Actually, I cried in my hospital bed, and my illness really scared me. My parents were afraid that I could not keep up when I came back to study, and almost got me demoted. I insisted that the class teacher teach me and study with my classmates, and the school agreed, so I worked hard with you. My junior high school life is really rich and hard to forget. Now that we are all grown up, junior high school life is coming to an end. So, let's work together to go to high school in our best state and realize our dreams.
6. cherish and cherish childhood, and childhood is the same, and you will never come back.
I used to be crazy and stupid. I don't know how to cherish time, but I have never done so. Looking through the calendar, I can only wait until the last Children's Day, looking at the curious and naive eyes of the junior one students … I think at the beginning, we were so cute, so active and so naive.
But all this has become the history of our lives. Everyone has to live a colorful childhood. Although everyone's childhood is different, most people's childhood experiences are beautiful.
Yes, childhood is happy, and childhood memories are beautiful. Childhood is fleeting, and the experience of childhood is the purest and most unforgettable on the road of life.
Do you remember? At that time, the sun was so bright and the spring was so charming. No sadness, no endless homework, and no parents nagging "It's time to recite English!" " I am like a happy bird, wandering in the spring fields, wandering in the embrace of nature, watching the blue sky and white clouds, listening to the birds chirping and smelling the fragrance of flowers and plants; Golden rape blossoms, green wheat fields, gentle wind caressing my cheeks and kissing my forehead, so sweet and happy! It's a sunny afternoon. My mother and I came to nature, with blue sky and white clouds, green grass and golden rape flowers on the carpet. I am like a lively rabbit chasing butterflies on the grass. When I am tired, I lie on the grass and have a rest. Is my mother afraid that I will run too fast and fall down before calling me? Ah, how interesting my childhood was! I still remember a gorgeous rainbow appeared in the sky after the rain. My friends and I climbed to the highest place, and the rainbow was under our feet. We wanted to set foot on the rainbow bridge, but mother smiled. Rainbow Bridge is so high in the sky, do you want to climb the sky? I suddenly realized, ah, childhood is pure! I still remember that time, I was with my friends and dressed a Barbie doll as a princess. We made her a small bed, a stool, a noble wedding dress and a glittering crown, and then we held her hand and sang and danced heartily. We are completely intoxicated in the fairy tale kingdom, free, laughing and happy. Ah, childhood, beautiful childhood, she left me endless joy, both pure and full of magic, both colorful and pure.
Nothing can change my yearning for childhood. Since you can't go back to your childhood, cherish it! Cherishing childhood means cherishing our happiness.
7. A road-based composition of 600 words and two sentences about lyricism 1. Choose one of the following two questions and write an article of about 600 words. (1) We are the rising sun; We are middle school students in the prime of life. We are full of energy on campus. Outside the campus, we are full of passion ... writing a composition with the topic "We are the rising sun". (2) Write a composition on the topic of "My Sight". (Shanghai) 2. Topic: Combine your most familiar life, choose your best style, express your true feelings and express your views best. (Changchun) 3. Topic: You. Write an argumentative essay of about 600 words. [Answers from urban candidates] (Linyi City, Shandong Province) 5. Choose a composition from the following two questions. [Answers from candidates in counties (cities)] (Linyi City, Shandong Province) (1) Please write a narrative of about 600 words on the topic of colorful campus life. (2) Please use. Style is not limited. (Weihai, Shandong Province) 7. Topic: Rainbow after wind and rain (Enshi City, Hubei Province) 8. Title: My partner and I (Zhuzhou City, Hunan Province) 9. Title: Responsibility (Quanzhou City, Fujian Province) 10. Please write a composition on the topic of "wonderful because of you", in which "you" can refer to people. You may not be the smartest, but you can be the most diligent, you may not be the richest, but you can be the most fulfilling; You may not be the most successful, but you can be the most optimistic ... In the future life, you may not be famous and married, but you can be the best among thousands of ordinary workers in Qian Qian. Yes, everyone can be their best. Please combine your strengths, interests, hobbies and ideals, give full play to your association and imagination, and write a lot of articles on the topic of "I am the best one", which can write about you today or your ideal future. Dear students, please open your heart and write "the best of yourself" boldly. (Tongren, Guizhou) 12. Title: My deskmate (Guang 'an, Sichuan) 13. Title: You need me (Beijing) to fill in the appropriate words on the line. Complete the topic. 14. Title: My (Jilin Province) fill in appropriate words (such as wish, heaven, favorite, wealth, teacher, future, motto, after-school life, etc. ) on the horizontal line of the topic, so as to make the topic complete. 15. Title: I told you (dad, mom, teacher, etc. Write a narrative of about 600 words. Requirements: (1) Finish the topic first. On the horizontal line, you can fill in "reading newspaper", "outing", "listening to music" and "playing football" ... (2) Narration is the main thing, but there should also be appropriate lyricism and discussion. [Answers from urban candidates] (Linyi City, Shandong Province) are all flashes of life. These successes and progress are inseparable from the praise of teachers, parents, classmates and friends. Now, please write a narrative on the topic of "crossing me", and fill in the appropriate words in the horizontal line before writing to form a complete topic. Of course, you can also use "praise" as a topic, make your own topic and speak freely. But the self-made topic must contain the word "like". (Ningde City, Shandong Province) 18. Title: I am eager for (Suqian City, Jiangsu Province) 19. No matter living in a noisy city or a quiet country, everyone will have a deep attachment to nature. An action of going into nature will leave you unforgettable memories: maybe you are watching. Maybe it's looking up at the bright moon in the sky, or listening to the cicadas on the branches ... the beauty of nature makes you linger and be ecstatic. Please write an article on the topic "Let me get drunk". Yancheng City, Jiangsu Province, 20. As middle school students, we live in a happy era. We have knowledge, youth and * * *, but sometimes we complain about the unfair fate. In a colorful life, we should cherish many things ... please write an article on the topic of "cherish what you have" Tip: finish the topic first, then write. Words such as "youth, health, affection, happiness, honor" can be filled in the horizontal line of the topic. (Anhui Province) 2 1. Dear classmates, when you are still learning English. Why is the grass so green? Will the puppy be cold without clothes in winter? ..... you will grow up in this question mark. There is confusion and discovery in the question mark; There are tears and laughter in the question mark. The question mark takes mankind from barbarism to civilization, and the question mark takes mankind.