When we plug in the wings full of sunshine, stay in the youth post, and open the door of light and hope with Peng Pai's blood and hands to meet the sunshine. So the end of the journey to find youth has become a new beginning.
The journey of youth makes us have too many pursuits, and finding and experiencing the light of youth has become an oath in our hearts. We have carried our ideals countless times, and set out with the midnight bell to pursue the glory of youth. Maybe we still have nothing, maybe the road of youth is still long, maybe the road ahead will be full of bumps and thorns. However, we can take our ideals as the classics and actions as the latitudes, and make unremitting strides toward distant goals.
In the tunnel of time, we hope to drill out the blue sky with sharp eyes, and let the excited heart cross the boundless sky like a sharp arrow and shoot into the lofty universe. I hope that all travelers who are looking for youth like us will pack their bags and go to a distant and sacred destination to worship devoutly until the last moment of their lives.
The call of youth makes our belief in hiking firmly rooted in our hearts, and the road of pursuit under our feet is as long as grass. Blowing the horn of youth, we are desperate to climb mountains and mountains, go forward bravely, and go to our destination as always. Like fish love the water, the green of life is as persistent as chasing the sun.
We have no choice but to look for the home of youth. When we use hard sweat and Peng Pai's blood to create an ideal text to record or express the indispensable pursuit in life. All the hardships we have experienced have fallen into the soil like snowflakes.
Once upon a time, we asked ourselves, is it because of the call of youth that the long river of life surged prematurely? So as to hold up the flying wings and impact the wind, rain and lightning. Is it because of the call of youth that the blooming ideal flower sticks to the other side of life? Even blooming bright colors has become a beautiful landscape in people's eyes.
Don't forget a lot of insincerity. In fact, many of my youth trips came by boat and went with the flow. Just like an expedition camel team, remember that the road ahead is still very long. Tinkling camel bells, you will know that the road ahead is immeasurable, and the process of crossing is the proof of pursuit.
The bell of hope rings the time and space of dawn, and I believe that every morning sunshine will make the sky bright. I believe that the bright light of youth will certainly illuminate the unremitting pursuit of aspiring young people.
Let's join hands and walk through the years in the sun, speed up the pace of youth and light up the ideal light hanging in our hearts. Sing a song of youth with love.
2. Write an 800-word narrative on the topic of hope. Hope, hope, the pace of 2008 is finally near.
The Spring Festival is a traditional festival of the Chinese nation, and China people have always attached importance to it. More than half a month before the Chinese New Year, everyone began to make intensive planning and preparation.
In the era of accelerated pace of life, it seems difficult for relatives and friends to get together, and the Chinese New Year is a good opportunity for wanderers to reunite with their relatives. Friends who work outside can also get together again. Although I can't understand the mood of wanderers, it's also fun for friends and family to get together and play during the Spring Festival.
Of course I loved to play when I was a child. I am busy studying on weekdays, so I can finally have a good Spring Festival. You might as well share my new year with me! Watch the party.
Just after eating jiaozi on New Year's Eve, the whole family can't wait for the party to start. Although there is a party every year, every party can be amused by sketches and cross talks, sometimes intoxicated by wonderful songs, sometimes amazed by the magic of the air ... setting off firecrackers. I bought a lot of firecrackers this Spring Festival. At twelve o'clock on New Year's Eve, I lit a string of firecrackers, and the New Year bell and firecrackers sounded at the same time. The scene is spectacular.
If you have nothing to do, you can also put some small guns with your brother. Although it is boring in the eyes of adults, these firecrackers have left a deep impression on our memory.
It feels really good to save the lucky money given by my elders and buy what I need during the Chinese New Year! This year, I also learned a new skill-Bao jiaozi. Jiaozi, who is eating his own bag, smells good! The New Year is full of excitement, but my sister told me: "There are heavy responsibilities behind the New Year. We are one year older and should think more about life. "
Facing the new year, how to adjust yourself and face the new year with a brand-new self. People like to call New Year's Eve China's New Year's Eve, and some people say it's New Year's Eve. Who knows this is called Chinese New Year? Or New Year's Eve? Don't worry, I'll tell you.
A long time ago, there were two monsters on the ground, one named Nian and the other named Xi. On New Year's Eve, the annual meeting will go out to various villages to plunder property, food and crops will be trampled, and cattle and sheep will be eaten. As long as the villages that Nian visited were miserable, people tried many ways to defend Nian, but it was useless. Nian is not only tall, strong and conspicuous. When I came to "Li" village in 2006, I saw red lanterns hanging inside, lights on and drums beating. I was so scared that I ran away. People call him New Year to commemorate this day. Another monster is called Xi. It is as big as Nian, with great strength. Listening to all directions, it will come out on New Year's Eve, as big as Nian. His every step is like an earthquake. He can eat a cow with his mouth open, but he is not afraid of red lanterns, lights and drums, so people can't do anything about him, so he can bully himself and cover his neck at any time, which aroused people's suspicion. So after getting Xi drunk, a young man cut off his head. Who knows, where Xi's head went, it caught fire, so the young man hugged Xi's head and jumped into the Yellow River.
The same people call this day New Year's Eve to commemorate it. Although they are only two simple stories, they are enough to show the wisdom and courage of the people. Hanging lanterns every year has become a custom.
In ancient times when science and technology were underdeveloped, some people believed in monsters. Now it has been proved to be a legend. Why? Because now human beings have advanced, science and technology have developed, and everything we have is moving forward.
3. To write a composition of not less than 800 words with hope as the topic, there must be concrete examples and deep expectations.
The calendar turns from page to page, and time passes day by day. In a blink of an eye, 25 days later, we will face an important turning point in our lives-the senior high school entrance examination. In order to prepare for the senior high school entrance examination, the school has held two diagnostic exams. In these two exams, my grades were not satisfactory.
In the first diagnostic exam, I didn't master the learning methods and correct my usual learning attitude, which led to unsatisfactory results, but the sentence "How can I see the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain" gave me a lot of comfort. So I said to myself, "Don't give up, I can do it myself." I'm determined to do better in the next exam. But contrary to expectations, I failed the second diagnostic exam.
In the face of relatives and teachers, guilt occupied my heart. My father is a teacher. His greatest wish is that my sister and I can do well in the exam and enter No.1 Middle School. But my sister failed in the middle school entrance examination two years ago. I have never seen my father's disappointed expression at that time. My strong-willed sister shed sad tears because she failed in the senior high school entrance examination, so the hopes of the whole family were pinned on me. I want to cry when I think of my father's words, "If you pass the exam, I will sell iron for you to study" and my father's disappointment when he came to school and learned that my grades were not satisfactory.
"You should work hard and ask us if you have any questions ..." The teacher's words came to my mind from time to time, thinking that teachers took pains to solve problems for us, gave up holiday breaks, made up lessons for us and led us to review, but I only got such results in the exam. To be fair, I feel sorry for training my teacher hard. In the face of teachers' earnest instruction and parents' earnest expectations, what reason do we have not to work hard?
In the face of grades, some students give up on themselves, some students are lazy, some think that there is no future and hope when they go to vocational high school, and some are immersed in bad grades in the past ... but the past is the past after all. "The past belongs to death, and the future belongs to yourself." Students, for our tomorrow, let's wake up from a deep sleep! With our enthusiasm, diligence and perseverance, we will seize the remaining 25 days, study hard and review well. In the 25-day senior high school entrance examination, we will get a worthy family member, a worthy teacher and a worthy result.
We have no reason to belittle ourselves, let alone give up on ourselves. Students, let's move forward step by step. Let's firmly say to ourselves, "I believe in myself and walk out of my own glorious road."
I don't know why, there is always an urgent mood and a persistent expectation in my heart.
Once upon a time, I knew it was hope. So, what do I expect? I hope I will get better and better. First of all, I want to be a brave person, full of confidence in success, fearless and galloping on the battlefield.
Cut off self-restraint with the sword of the brave, walk out of the trough of failure with the pace of the brave, and look at tomorrow and the future with the confidence of the brave. Secondly, I want to be diligent, study hard, enrich my heart and find the source of success; You should know that gentle and calm lake water will not breed wave breakers, and comfortable greenhouses will not grow into towering trees.
I want to learn to be a young eagle who dares to struggle and fight. I will be in the baptism of the storm wings, soaring in the sky of Wan Li. I want to innovate, write the most novel essays, praise my youth and enrich my most wonderful life.
I look forward to a beautiful living environment. Here, I can sketch out the perfect world in my heart. I can study in the shade of trees, go boating among the green mountains and green waters, play among the green grass and red flowers, and sit alone in the west window, so that the rain outside the window can gently knock on the window, let my thoughts surge and swim in the ocean of knowledge.
Overcome ups and downs and capture the true meaning of life. I hope that the motherland will become more and more prosperous, so that the whole world can realize its prosperity and strength. From the four great inventions to the complete success of manned space flight, the industrious and intelligent descendants of the Yellow Emperor have attracted the world's attention and amazed the world! The history of humiliation is gone forever, and a rich and beautiful China is presented to the world.
The waves of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River show the power of the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation. Let the satellite fly in the air once in her arms! Chasing the wind for the moon; Let the nuclear power plant stimulate greater * * *, hitting every corner of China.
The majestic Great Wall is vast, supporting the backbone of the Chinese nation. My rich and powerful motherland stands proudly in the east of the world, proudly shouting to the continents and oceans of the world and the universe in the sky: China is great! Too much hope makes the language pale and can't describe her. Is it enough just to hope for the prosperity of the motherland and the peaceful development of the world? I know there is always a long gap between hope and reality.
This gap can only be filled by bit by bit efforts. As a middle school student in the new era, I will study hard, arm myself with rich knowledge and serve my country. "Studying for the rise of China" is still our ideal.
Without hope, there is no color in life. Therefore, for a colorful life, I will explore my whole life. If it helps you, adopt it.
5. An 800-word composition on the topic of hope is an argumentative essay on the topic of hope.
The air at night is brewing in silence, and the dew at night is condensed by that silence. At first glance, there is only a dream-chasing girl staring at the sky, pursuing her inner dream-enjoying the style of meteor shower.
That is me. I have been sitting on the balcony for three hours, and a little drowsiness is creeping into my eyes, but I can wipe it off at once. I cherish this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity very much, and I really want to enjoy this rare astronomical spectacle in a hundred years.
While waiting, I fantasized about the beautiful photos of the stars, my joy in them, and my pride in showing off among my classmates tomorrow. I am calm, and I think everything I have done is worthwhile. A strong desire for expectation runs through me.
Cinderella is about to become a beautiful princess again. I feel gratified for her, but also a little disappointed. The beautiful arc in an instant did not cross the distant horizon, and the long-buried wish in my heart did not sprout hope.
I was a little depressed, so I took out my Chinese test paper from my schoolbag, which read "7 1" and there were countless ticks. Looking back at me at this time yesterday, when I took the test paper on the podium, I was also looking forward to the arrival of Chinese achievements and the envious eyes of my classmates. But now, all I have is endless disappointment, just like the sky, boundless.
The clock ticks, it sends out one expectation after another, but it only welcomes one disappointment. I couldn't hold on any longer, and my eyelids began to fight. I wish I could hold on, but ...
I have reached the edge of loss, lying in bed, holding a test paper, looking at the starry sky, lost in endless reverie.
Suddenly I feel that expectation and disappointment seem very close, as if there is only one word difference. Who will pay attention to this word in that beautiful prose? But in fact, they are so far away. Standing at the two extremes, there is a big gap. How many people are worried about this word in real life?
Now that I think about it, it's true that expectations are always forgotten in people's memories, leaving only the results after expectations, either happy or sad, or sad, or …
People pay too much attention to the results, which completely distorts the sacredness, incomparable beauty and indifference to lofty expectations in the process of the event itself. When the result comes, or hope, it brings endless joy and pride; Still lost, bringing endless frustration and melancholy.
However, how many people who get hope can achieve "moderate benefits and full losses"? How many disappointed people can "wash away shame and smile at life"?
People are like this, no matter what is behind the expectation, it will give people a heavy blow. This blow is invisible and always gives people spiritual destruction unconsciously.
Although the window is still silent, although I still have the test paper in my hand, although I am still disappointed, I have already revealed a trace of joy, because I have discovered the true meaning of life, and it will accompany me to a more brilliant road of expectation!
Looking forward to flowers.
What are the expectations? Some people say that expectation is hope; Some people say that expectation is the source of good things; Some people say that expectation is the guiding ideology of people's success and so on. Everyone has different attitudes and opinions about the same thing and the same word. That is the reality. There is no unique definition of what expectation is, it changes with people's thoughts.
But you know what? What are the flowers expecting? ...
The wind gently brushed the flowers, leaving a shallow fragrance. The bright smile is stranded on the corner of the flower, and the rain and dew on the petals are like tears that show the flowers cherish spring. Are they crying because they are sad? No, I think they shed tears of happiness because they are looking forward to blooming again next year.
Roses are happy. Because it was expecting to bloom, he gave it to her, gave her happiness and gave her warmth. So rose's heart is full of happiness, warmth and emotion. From then on, Ross was happy only because others were happy.
6. I don't know why I want to write an essay of about 500 words on the topic of hope. There is always an urgent mood and a persistent expectation in my heart. Once upon a time, I knew it was hope. So, what do I expect? I hope to have a beautiful living environment. Here, I can sketch out the perfect world in my heart. I can study in the shade of trees, go boating among the green mountains and green waters, play among the green grass and red flowers, sit alone in the west window, let the rain outside the window gently knock on the window, let my thoughts surge, let my thoughts roam in the ocean of knowledge, cross the ups and downs and capture the true meaning of life. I hope the motherland will become richer and stronger, and let the whole world realize her strength. The history of humiliation is gone forever, and a rich and beautiful China is presented to the world. The Yangtze River waves and the Yellow River waves, showing the power of the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation in full swing. Let the satellite fly in her arms! Chasing the wind for the moon; Let the nuclear power plant inspire greater * * *, hitting every corner of China. The majestic Great Wall stretches endlessly, propping up the backbone of the Chinese nation. My rich and great motherland stands proudly in the east of the world, proudly shouting to the world's continents and oceans, to other planets and the universe: China is great! Too much hope makes the language pale and can't describe her. Is it enough just to hope for the prosperity of the motherland and the peaceful development of the world? I know there is always a long gap between hope and reality. This gap can only be filled by small efforts. As a middle school student in the new era, I will study hard, arm myself with rich knowledge and serve my country. "Studying for the rise of China" is still our ideal. Without hope, there is no color in life. Therefore, for a colorful life, I will spend my whole life exploring.
7. I don't know why I want to write a composition on the topic of hope. There is always an urgent mood and a persistent expectation in my heart.
Once upon a time, I knew it was hope. So, what do I expect? I hope I will get better and better. First of all, I want to be a brave person, full of confidence in success, fearless and galloping on the battlefield.
Cut off self-restraint with the sword of the brave, walk out of the trough of failure with the pace of the brave, and look at tomorrow and the future with the confidence of the brave. Secondly, I want to be diligent, study hard, enrich my heart and find the source of success; You should know that gentle and calm lake water will not breed wave breakers, and comfortable greenhouses will not grow into towering trees.
I want to learn to be a young eagle who dares to struggle and fight. I will be in the baptism of the storm wings, soaring in the sky of Wan Li. I want to innovate, write the most novel essays, praise my youth and enrich my most wonderful life.
I look forward to a beautiful living environment. Here, I can sketch out the perfect world in my heart. I can study in the shade of trees, go boating among the green mountains and green waters, play among the green grass and red flowers, and sit alone in the west window, so that the rain outside the window can gently knock on the window, let my thoughts surge and swim in the ocean of knowledge.
Overcome ups and downs and capture the true meaning of life. I hope that the motherland will become more and more prosperous, so that the whole world can realize its prosperity and strength. From the four great inventions to the complete success of manned space flight, the industrious and intelligent descendants of the Yellow Emperor have attracted the world's attention and amazed the world! The history of humiliation is gone forever, and a rich and beautiful China is presented to the world.
The Yangtze River beats huge waves, while the Yellow River stirs them, demonstrating the strength of the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation. Let the satellite fly in the air once in her arms! Chasing the wind for the moon; Let the nuclear power plant stimulate greater * * *, hitting every corner of China.
The majestic Great Wall is vast, supporting the backbone of the Chinese nation. My rich and powerful motherland stands proudly in the east of the world, proudly shouting to the continents and oceans of the world and the universe in the sky: China is great! Too much hope makes the language pale and can't describe her. Is it enough just to hope for the prosperity of the motherland and the peaceful development of the world? I know there is always a long gap between hope and reality.
This gap can only be filled by bit by bit efforts. As a middle school student in the new era, I will study hard, arm myself with rich knowledge and serve my country. "Studying for the rise of China" is still our ideal.
Without hope, there is no color in life. Therefore, for a colorful life, I will explore my whole life.
8. I don't know why high school should write about 800 words on the topic of hope. There is always an urgent mood and a persistent expectation in my heart. Once upon a time, I knew it was hope.
So, what do I expect?
I hope I will get better and better. First of all, I want to be a brave person, full of confidence in success, fearless and galloping on the battlefield. Cut off self-restraint with the sword of the brave, walk out of the trough of failure with the pace of the brave, and look at tomorrow and the future with the confidence of the brave. Secondly, I want to be diligent, study hard, enrich my heart and find the source of success; You should know that gentle and calm lake water will not breed wave breakers, and comfortable greenhouses will not grow into towering trees. I want to learn to be a young eagle who dares to struggle and fight. I will be in the baptism of the storm wings, soaring in the sky of Wan Li. I want to innovate, write the most novel essays, praise my youth and enrich my most wonderful life.
I look forward to a beautiful living environment. Here, I can sketch out the perfect world in my heart. I can study in the shade of trees, go boating among the green mountains and green waters, play among the green grass and red flowers, and sit alone in the west window, so that the rain outside the window can gently knock on the window, let my thoughts surge and swim in the ocean of knowledge. Overcome ups and downs and capture the true meaning of life.
I hope that the motherland will become more and more prosperous, so that the whole world can realize its prosperity and strength. From the four great inventions to the complete success of manned space flight, the industrious and intelligent descendants of the Yellow Emperor have attracted the world's attention and amazed the world! The history of humiliation is gone forever, and a rich and beautiful China is presented to the world. The Yangtze River beats huge waves, while the Yellow River stirs them, demonstrating the strength of the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation. Let the satellite fly in the air once in her arms! Chasing the wind for the moon; Let the nuclear power plant stimulate greater * * *, hitting every corner of China. The majestic Great Wall is vast, supporting the backbone of the Chinese nation. My rich and powerful motherland stands proudly in the east of the world, proudly shouting to the continents and oceans of the world and the universe in the sky: China is great!
Too much hope makes the language pale and can't describe her. Is it enough just to hope for the prosperity of the motherland and the peaceful development of the world?
I know there is always a long gap between hope and reality. This gap can only be filled by bit by bit efforts. As a middle school student in the new era, I will study hard, arm myself with rich knowledge and serve my country. "Studying for the rise of China" is still our ideal. Without hope, there is no color in life. Therefore, for a colorful life, I will explore my whole life. If it helps you, adopt it.
9. Write an 800-word narrative on the topic of hope. Under the banyan tree near Zhao Yi pond in Class 5 (B) of Ke Qiao Primary School Education Group in Shaoxing County, Zhejiang Province, cicadas are singing in summer, and only butterflies are parked on the swing beside the grass. The teacher's chalk on the blackboard is still chattering, waiting for the childhood waiting for the game after school. You can also contribute that everyone has a childhood. Speaking of childhood, I think of a song about "childhood": cicadas are singing for summer on the banyan tree by the pond, only butterflies are parked on the swing by the grass, and the teacher's chalk on the blackboard is still chattering, waiting for the childhood after class and waiting for the game. There is nothing in the welfare society except a dime in the pocket. Who grabbed the sword, Zhuge Shiro or the Devil Party? Why haven't the girls in the next class passed by my window yet? The cartoon in my mouth is my first childhood, and I always have to wait until I go to bed to know that I have only done a little homework. I always have to wait until after the exam to know that I haven't read all the books I should read. The teacher said that an inch of money can't buy an inch of time. Day after day, I was in a daze. No one knows why the sun always goes down to the other side of the mountain, and no one can tell me whether there are immortals living on the mountain. How many ordinary memories always look at the sky blankly, so I am curious and fantasize about such a lonely childhood. Dragonflies fly over green rice fields in the sun, and watercolor crayons and kaleidoscopes can't draw a rainbow on the horizon. When can I have a mature face like my senior classmates and look forward to tomorrow's holidays and childhood, day after day?
Whenever I hear this song, I can't help but think of the ups and downs of my childhood. When I was a child, my childhood was unrestrained and unrestrained. Now it is different. Now I am a primary school student who is about to graduate, and I will face a series of competitive exams next semester. Looking back on my childhood now, I feel stupid when I think of my childhood. At that time, my brother and I were at home, still fine. We unconsciously heard noise outside, which made us nervous.
Later, the two of us came up with a stupid idea. We tied the door with a long rope, and then tied the other end of the rope to the window, so we hung the clothes hanger on the rope, with a water gun in both hands and a lid on our heads. We thought to ourselves: In this case, if someone comes, the clothes hanger on the rope will swing. We waited for a long time, but no one came, so we watched TV. At five or six o'clock in the afternoon, mom and dad came back. We didn't know that mom and dad thought it was a thief, so we quickly picked up the water gun. As soon as Mom and Dad opened the door, they were drowned.
You can also contribute ... after this incident, I understand a truth: no matter what you do, you must first think about the cause and effect of the matter. Looking forward to, looking forward to, the pace of the admission notice is near.
As soon as I left the examination room, I was so excited that I read a poem like a song. "This year's college entrance examination is very smooth, and the first choice is definitely expected."
On the way home by school bus, I thought happily, and my face was filled with a confident smile. The school bus is on my way home, looking at the endless fields. At that moment, I just wanted to say to my parents, "I succeeded, and I can go to college."
The days of waiting for the admission notice are long and far away, just like there is no joy of meeting without the pain of parting, and there is no excitement at that moment without waiting for the admission notice. I am suppressing my emotions, because I just asked someone to help me check my college entrance examination scores, and finally determined that my scores are far from my first choice. At that moment, I couldn't control my emotions any more, and I couldn't help jumping up. The rest of the day just needs to wait for the red and thin admission notice.
As time goes by, my heart is getting nervous day by day. Sometimes when I work in other places, I will go home to see if there is an admission notice in the dilapidated mailbox in front of my house. Tired of waiting, I took out the admission batch table to see if I remembered the admission time correctly. Yes, it was in the middle of July. Why is it already mid-August and I haven't received it yet? Thinking of this, my heart is empty and I dare not continue to think about it. Farmland work is getting more and more boring.
Whenever my mother sees me like this, she just frowns, keeps silent and goes on working. One night, I stayed in my room and my mother came in with a thick thing in her hand.
Then sit quietly next to me and say "this is yours". As soon as I saw it, it was an admission notice. How did my mother have it? But the excitement has made me forget everything around me, dancing and jumping up, followed by cheers.
Mom just smiled and walked out of my room. When I was about to open the admission notice, I found that it had been opened. When I read the content again, I found that the place where the tuition fee was paid was deeply marked with a red pen.
At that moment, I seemed to understand something. I knew why the admission notice didn't reach me. I know who drew the crimson line, and I know why my mother kept silent ... The next day, I was still working in the field, and suddenly my mother asked softly, "What about the admission notice?" I replied faintly, "It's burned." Mother was silent, so was I, only the straw swayed gently with the wind. I sighed lightly and went on working.