This is the topic of our Linyi round this year, but we have revised the requirements and focused on training narrative style sequences.
Choose one of the two topics given below to write.
(1) Write an article of not less than 900 words on the topic "I can't live without you".
Requirements: ① Autonomy. . ② Argumentative writing style (except poetry). 3 topic self-made. (4) distinctive stylistic features.
(2) Read Wang Guozhen's poems and write them as required.
Anywhere.
There is a temptation for all of us.
Not seduced by beauty.
Is seduced by legends.
Even if the scenery in the distance is not satisfactory.
We don't have to care.
Because this is really a
Charming mistake ... going far away.
Go far away
There is no scenery in familiar places.
Please write an article of not less than 800 words on the topic of "going to a far place" according to the content and meaning of the material.
Requirements: ① The topic is self-drawn. 2 self-determination. (3) Style selection (except poetry). (4) distinctive stylistic features.
Sample text
This is the second topic, poor writing makes everyone laugh; Please correct me, thank you.
climb mountains
Wei Yumin, Language Group of Hedong No.2 Middle School
I took my daughter home for the first time during the Spring Festival. As soon as she got off the bus, she danced with curious eyes and shouted "Dashan! Dashan! "
Yes, this is the first time she has seen this mountain, and she has reason to be excited. But in my eyes, it is just an ordinary mountain. It won't leave a name in any local chronicles, especially when I come back from Mount Tai, Mengshan and Yuntai Mountain. At best, it's a big mountain bag.
But it is really a "big mountain", at least when I was nine years old.
As long as I can remember, I have been curious about what is on the mountain and what is beyond it. Finally, at the age of nine, while my parents were away, I made an appointment with several partners and decided to find out.
I saw the mountain ahead, but I walked a long way. Inadvertently, I found that I had reached the foot of the mountain. We shouted and rushed to the mountain, ignoring the abrupt rocks and thorns everywhere. Even if I fell, even if I broke my skin, I ran away.
After a while, I was out of breath and my legs were sore. Although they pulled each other with their hands and feet, they were too tired to lie on the hillside.
At this time, I noticed that there were many unknown mountain flowers growing between the cracks. The height is different, uneven and patchy. Ordinary and monotonous, but refreshing fragrance wafts in the sound of bobo Songtao. ...
Find a place to lie down, whether sharp stones stab your thin back or hard grass scrape your neck. As long as you click across it, don't worry, the thick grass is a natural and gentle Simmons. At that time, I kept thinking that Simmons was so much! Although I have Simmons now, I can't find the feeling of being a child.
Looking at the faint white clouds in the sky quietly, listening to the cheerful songs of various birds, I don't want to get up. But the top of the mountain is just ahead, so I encourage myself to continue climbing to the top. But the other partner gave up. He is close to the top of the mountain. Although he picked a lot of wild flowers, he felt sorry when he came back.
My clothes were cut, my face was stained with blood, and my fingers were skinned. Finally, I dragged a pine branch and stepped on a rickety stone and moved to the top of the mountain.
A gust of mountain wind roared by, and several people failed to stand firm and fell to the ground with a splash. The pine trees on the top of the mountain are much shorter than those on the hillside, but they are also much stronger. The pine branches are shaking and hunting.
I stood up with difficulty and looked over the hill. It turns out that there is a higher mountain beyond the mountain. Although covered with scars and panting, I stood at the top of the mountain after all. It also produced a Confucius-style feeling of "small world".
That autumn, I went to primary school. Although I have never been to kindergarten, I have learned more in the vast kindergartens of nature than in kindergartens. Sometimes I think that it is impossible and impossible for my daughter to contact this kindergarten. I don't know if this is a blessing or a curse.
Later, because of the hard life, I climbed this mountain more than once, including the high mountain behind. In every crevice, in every thorn bush, look carefully for those poor herbs. Without the comfort of childhood, I no longer listen to birds singing and pines, and I no longer look at Baiyun Mountain flowers.
I complained in front of my mother more than once, but my mother always encouraged me to say, "You can move mountains." . I kept asking how to do it, my mother kept silent, and I kept fantasizing.
Later, I walked out of the mountain and understood my mother's words: the mountain can't walk, we can cross it. The road of life itself is climbing mountains, one after another. Only by constantly pursuing progress can we climb higher mountains and enjoy more beautiful scenery.
Many years later, my wife and I climbed to the top of the mountain with our daughter in our arms. In the cold north wind, I was surprised to find that several unknown mountain grasses were green under the thin white snow.