The Composition of Candles When I read the sentence "Spring silkworms weave until they die, and candles drain the wick every night", I can't help thinking of ordinary and great candles.
Candles are not so eye-catching. Put the candle in the bamboo tube, then pass through it, wait for the wax to dry, then open the bamboo tube, and an extraordinary candle is made. Wax oil dripping, flowers flashing, silently giving people light and selfless dedication. A gust of wind blew and the flames flashed a few times. Wax oil fell like broken beads. Wax oil slowly accumulates wax oil, as if crying. The candlestick was already in tears. Just as he was about to put out the fire, he jumped and the fire was put out in the last struggle.
Look at the burning candle, look at the beating flame. Have you noticed its white body? Do you remember the orange flame? Have you ever thought that this weak, soft pillar of fire is a humble candle burning?
Composition of Candles 2 Speaking of candles, I think of an old adage: "You can't finish production until you are dead, and every night candles will cry the wick away." I believe everyone is familiar with candles. He has a straight and white body. It was she who brought us a ray of light in the dark.
I remember that night, the sky was dyed a little quiet by the black velvet smoke. I sat in my room, calmly doing my homework. Suddenly my eyes were dark and I couldn't see my fingers-the power went out. This is, there is a faint light around me-candles. Although its light is very weak, it still helps us a lot. I just stared at the candle, and somehow it burned less and less. Suddenly, I understood and was shocked and moved by his spirit of silent dedication and selfless dedication.
Candles burn their bodies, but they bring people light and light. He devoted his life to people, leaving only ashes. This is very similar to our sanitation aunt. They burn their own time, clean the streets for people and give people a more comfortable living environment. This is very much like our teacher. They burn youth, impart knowledge to us, and let us learn the truth of being a man. This is very similar to our couriers, who burn their own strength just to deliver the courier to people and make them smile happily. ...
Candles are like this, so ordinary but so great, although the appearance is unremarkable. But there is a rare spirit. He never cares, does not strive for fame or position, just to light a lamp in the dark.
The composition of the candle 3 candles, everyone has seen, everyone thinks it is the most common object in the world.
At first, I thought so, but now, I dare not think so again.
In normal times, such small things are not paid attention to. Only when there is a power failure will people think of candles. There was a power outage that day, and my mother said it seemed to be affected by a typhoon. Mother took out a small candle and lit it. At this time, I began to pay attention to this little candle. Although it is small, it can be seen from its red body and beating flame that it is selfless. It is willing to burn itself and bring us a light and heat. How precious this selfless spirit is. I think it must be extremely happy to be selfless at all costs.
Suddenly, I remembered: isn't the teacher a red candle? They are unknown and willing to dedicate their youth; The hair is full of hair and slowly turns into silver hair; Bright forehead and canthus have appeared a series of wrinkles that gradually deepen. Isn't all this the best testimony that teachers care about students? Teachers love students, impart all their knowledge to every student, and sprinkle their love on every seedling. How similar a teacher is to a candle!
When night falls, the lights of every household have been turned on. I hurried home and was about to open my schoolbag to do my homework when suddenly there was no electricity. At this moment, I remembered the half candle I suspected to have left in the corner. Because we are in the countryside, there is often no electricity. My mother will also buy more candles.
Candles more than ten centimeters long are so insignificant in the eyes of others. But it can bring us a good deal. When there is no electricity, candles can bring us a glimmer of light. Kind of romantic. Some warmth. Whenever I think of candles, I think of them; "Spring silkworm with dead silk. Every night, the candle will cry in the wick. " People always compare candles to teachers. Adults. Always tell others that the life of candles will always be dedicated to mankind. But I think candles not only give us light, but also their spirit of self-sacrifice. Just like a teacher, he devoted his life's knowledge to us without reservation.
Candles are great and ordinary, but a long wait can only give people a moment of light. But this is also the eternity of life. People are the same.
In spring, silkworms will weave until they die, wax torches will turn to dust and tears will flow dry. It is the teacher who opened the door to our wisdom and taught us how to be a teacher and be kind to mountains.
Teacher, these two words are so common to us, but our understanding of the word teacher is so shallow. Teachers are selfless, dedicated their lives to students. The teacher is great. She has trained a group of talents for the motherland. However, she still stands on the three-foot platform and continues to make contributions to the motherland.
At night, I do my homework at home alone, holding an English book in one hand and copying words in the other. Suddenly, the desk lamp flashed and stopped working. I went to the balcony and looked out. It's time to cook, but every household doesn't light up. There should be a power failure. Go into the kitchen, make a fire with two candles, put them on the table, and then continue to do your homework. Accompanied by candles, I finished my homework easily.
Sit on the sofa and wait for mom to come back and cook dinner. Looking at the candle quietly, from one to another, I saw the selflessness of the candle in the flame.
The selfless candle explains the meaning of dedication and selflessness in "burning yourself and illuminating others". It gave Edison the dream of inventing electric light; It made Li Shangyin have it; The famous sentence "Candles will cry the wick away every night"; It made Du Mu sigh that "candles welcome guests and send them off"; It makes ...
Qu Yuan loves oranges, Li Bai loves the moon, Gorky praises Haiyan, Guo Moruo praises thunder and lightning … and I like candles that illuminate others. Isn't a candle like a teacher? Irrigated an acre of fertile land with his own river, nourishing one hungry soul after another.
Look at yourself with the deepest eyes: whether you have selfless qualities, whether you have the nature of dedication, whether you have the ability to bring light, and whether you have warm qualities. Only candles have these qualities.
I would like to be a selfless candle, burning silently and offering silently. ...
The composition of a candle is an ordinary cylinder with a red coat outside and an "antenna" on its head. This is a candle.
Candles are very common things, I believe everyone has seen them! Very cheap, all over the world. You must be surprised to see this. Candles are too common. Why should I bother to introduce them? Indeed, the candle is very common, but its spirit of silently paying for others deeply attracts me. It lights itself up, illuminates others and asks for nothing in return. Thinking of this, I can't help but think of the cultivators of the motherland's flowers, the pillars of the motherland, and the teachers who silently pay for us. The teacher comes back to school early every day, teaching us the truth of being a man and imparting us rich knowledge. Everyone says that the teacher is a gardener and a bright light in the vast sea of people. But I want to say that the teacher is a candle. "One day as a teacher, life as a father." Teachers cultivate the flowers of the motherland with hard work and sweat, and let us become contributors to the motherland. We are never selfish and ask for nothing in return. If there is no teacher in life, just like there is no candle in power failure, life will fall into darkness. At this time, I remembered an ancient poem I recited last semester: silkworms in spring should spin until they die, and candles should drain the wick every night. This sentence is perfect for teachers. Teachers insist on attending classes until they are white-haired, just like candles, sacrificing themselves to illuminate others.
Candle, it is so ordinary and so great. In the future, I will also pay for the society silently and selflessly like a candle!
The Composition of Candles 7 One day my father said to me, Will candles burn underwater? I don't think the candle in the water can be lit! Unless there is a miracle, I firmly believe that candles will not burn underwater unless there is a real miracle. Dad said, "If you say no, I will. If you don't believe me, let's do the experiment together. So we started the experiment. We first took a big washbasin and put candles on it, but the candles had to come down if they didn't listen, so we racked our brains to come up with a good idea. I took an eraser, a needle and a roll of single-sided adhesive. I first fixed the rubber with single-sided glue, and then connected it with a needle. Then I put a candle on the needle, lit the candle and poured water. The water level should not exceed the wick of the candle. I was so anxious that I said to myself, "Come on, Jiang Mingyuan. "A miracle happened. Oh, my god, the candle burned in water, and the result was exactly the same as what dad said. I asked my father inexplicably, and my father pretended to be mysterious, so I turned to a knowledgeable computer and learned that the secret of candle burning underwater was that the candle was surrounded by water molecules, so that the candle could not be melted by the temperature of the flame, while the candle in the middle was not surrounded by water molecules, so it was quickly melted by the flame, and the flame sank, so the flame burned underwater.
Through this incident, I know that candles will burn underwater and that science is around us. As long as we pay attention everywhere, we can find the truth of science.
At noon, I found a candle with only half left. I thought it was all dusty, so I threw it away. I think there are electric lights now. What's the use of electric lights?
At night, when we are all ready for bed. All of a sudden the lights went out. The result was a power failure. Dad asked me to buy candles. As I walked, I thought, what a coincidence! I threw away the candles in the afternoon and the power went out at night. When he came to the store, the shopkeeper said, "The candles are sold out. Come back tomorrow. " I told my father what the shopkeeper said. Dad asked us to look, and we looked separately by moonlight. I finally found the candle with great difficulty. I lit the candle and I saw it burn bit by bit and melt bit by bit. I saw many revolutionary martyrs fighting bravely on the battlefield in the firelight. Just as the candle was about to go out, the light came on. The candle went out forever.
I admire the candle I sacrificed to illuminate others. However, I admire the heroic martyrs who fought for the people.
The composition of candles In the evening, our family was having dinner when suddenly the lights went out. I walked to the desk by the bright moonlight and vaguely saw a cylindrical thing. I picked it up and looked at it carefully. It turned out to be a candle. It has a smooth surface and a braid on its cylindrical body. This is a candle. I fixed it in the middle of the dining table, and then my father found a lighter from the kitchen drawer and lit it.
In this way, by candlelight, we continued to eat. After dinner, the candle burned in half and I finished my homework. I just looked at the candle in a daze and saw the candle oil dripping down and getting shorter and shorter ... but the room became brighter and brighter. ...
Suddenly the electricity came, and my mother asked me to blow out the candles. I breathed hard and the candle went out. The room smells of burning. My hand involuntarily touched the candle, soft and warm ... just like the light and heat brought to us in the darkness.
Little candles are amazing. They are getting smaller and smaller, but there is more and more light. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In fact, our teachers who work hard every day are just so much. They walk into the campus early every day, prepare lessons carefully, give lectures hard, worry about all the children in the class every day, and dedicate their youth and blood to educating students. Even in the middle of the night, they should carefully correct our homework. Burn yourself and illuminate others! They are people like candles.
Candles are a noble act of self-dedication, and I hope I can become such a person when I grow up.
Composition of candles 10 Today we are going to do an experiment of water-absorbing candles. Before doing the experiment, we need to prepare: cups, water, candles, trays and lighters. First light the candle, drop a few drops of candle in the center of the bowl, then put it out and fix it on wax oil before it becomes solid completely. Then pour some water into the bowl and color the water for easy observation. Finally, rekindle the candle, pick up the glass, carefully hold the bottom of the glass, point the glass mouth down at the candle in the bowl, and gently buckle the glass to cover the candle. Two seconds later, a miracle happened at the same time. The water rose from the upside-down glass mouth, and there was not much water left in the plate. The water in the cup has been bubbling. I turned on the computer Baidu: candles need oxygen to burn, and after the oxygen is consumed in a sealed space, the candles will go out. Due to the lack of oxygen in the sealed space, the air pressure in the cup is lower than that outside the cup, and the air pressure outside the cup will force water into the cup. The water in the glass rises, the volume in the glass decreases, the gas is compressed and the pressure increases. When the air pressure inside and outside the glass is balanced, the water no longer rises. In fact, there are many unexpected problems. Only by discovering through experiments and understanding why this is the case will we know more knowledge.
Candle composition 1 1 We praise the teachers, who have made extraordinary achievements in their ordinary posts based on the three-foot platform.
Under their education, from learning A, O and E, to being able to write beautiful compositions, solving difficult exercises, and even becoming students in colleges and universities, the useful talents in all fronts in the future are permeated with the hard work of teachers. We respect our teachers. She works silently, expecting nothing in return, just to let the students learn more knowledge. They prepare lessons and correct their homework day and night, regardless of heat and cold. The fluttering chalk powder dyed their hair black, but the vigorous blackboard writing and heavy knowledge pointed out the direction of life for us.
Winter goes to spring, and cold comes to summer. They greet groups of new students and graduates repeatedly, and constantly send qualified talents for the construction of the motherland. Teacher, everyone says that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland; I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland. You have propped up the backbone of our generation! You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light to the younger generation! Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words-burning! Keep burning!
Candle composition 12 candles are common and slippery, with red and white colors, and birthday candles are more diverse. Every time I hold it in my hand and watch it burn slowly, turn into wax and water, I always feel that he has a valuable spirit.
Nowadays, with the rapid development of science and technology, many lighting tools have replaced its work, such as electric lights and table lamps ... but they cannot do without electricity. Without electricity, they will be eclipsed, and candles can only burn with a weak flame until the end of their lives.
I remember once, I was fascinated by reading and saw the wonderful part. Suddenly, it was dark in the house, and I looked up at the lamp that was covered. I had no choice but to put down my book and turn over the candles in the cupboard by the faint bright moonlight. I opened one book after another and cleared away some sundries. Finally, I saw the candle in the corner. He just lay there quietly, covered in dust. I wiped Puckilo clean, and he returned to his original appearance, feeling full of energy. In the moonlight, I carefully lit it for him with a lighter, and he caught fire. The light is enough to light up half the room. I repaired him and watched him burn bit by bit without complaining. Looking at him is like our parents. They have worked hard for us and have no regrets until the last moment of their lives.
Ordinary candle oil has an extraordinary spirit. He used his short life to light up the night for me. His spirit of sacrificing himself for others deserves our admiration and study.
The candle composition 13 The candle went out, and the hearts of Jacqueline, Mrs. Benod and Jack could not help but tremble. Oh! Shit! Will the Germans find out? What the family worried about finally came, and the life and death of the family stayed at this moment.
The German seemed a little wary and asked, Jacqueline, why did your candle go out? Jacqueline is too weak to face the Germans. However, the life and death of the family is in his hands. Jacqueline didn't resist, summoned up her courage and turned around, laughing and quipping, Oh, this bad wind blew out all my candles. Hum, even God is against me and won't let me sleep.
The little girl in front of me, Jacqueline's lovely innocence reminds Germans of her daughter.
Show a charming smile.
I want to put the candles away. Jacqueline winked at her mother.
He handed the candlestick to his mother. Mother took the candlestick to a place and put it away when the Germans were not looking.
Finally, when the Germans left, she gave them a sincere smile. Jacqueline also showed a sweet smile.
Candle composition 14 Look, this is my New Year candle! It is small and exquisite, and the cylindrical glass contains blue waxy liquid, which looks like a glass of seawater. There are some small shells, conchs and starfish in the sea. Rugged waxy liquid is like a billowing wave on the sea. The wax core next to the little starfish is holding its head high, as if to say, "light me up, light me up!" " I want to give you light. "
I gently lit my little candle with a lighter. That small and vigorous flame, such as sunshine, lit up my cheeks, such as the care of parents, teachers and classmates, and warmed my heart.
Thank my parents for their meticulous care of me over the past ten years. You will take care of me when I am sick. When I am unhappy, they will tell jokes and make me laugh.
Thanks to the teachers for their patient guidance. It is the teacher who nurtures us to grow sturdily! They tried their best to teach me knowledge and the truth of being a man. Isn't their selfless dedication like candles?
I also want to thank my brothers, who accompanied me all the way. When I make a mistake, they will stand up as scapegoats. When I am unhappy, they will comfort me and play with me. They are really my good brothers. I am really glad that I have such a classmate.
The candle is burning, warming my heart. The new year is coming, bless mom and dad, bless teachers and classmates, and wish you happiness and peace!
The composition of candles 15 At night, an exquisite and elegant desk lamp appeared in front of people. It shows off to the unknown candle hiding in the corner. He proudly said: "Hum, look at me, my light is stronger than yours, and I am more beautiful than you. People like me. Unlike you here, you are a burden! " The candle was not angry, but said modestly, "Although I am not stronger than you, I am willing to exchange my life for the glory of others." Suddenly, the crow was speechless.
The next night, the desk lamp will show off to the candle again, but no one expected that there was something wrong with the circuit, and the desk lamp flashed for two or three times, so it didn't work. In the blink of an eye, the room was shrouded in darkness. The host took out the candle and lit it. The room is bright.
The desk lamp blushed and couldn't lift its head, but it sincerely said to the candle, "The silkworm in spring will weave until it dies, and the candle will drain the wick every night." We should learn the spirit of selfless dedication like candles, never care about others, and be ourselves.