The next day, Li Xiaochuan made up his mind to convince everyone that he wouldn't be a thief or a robber. So he went to work early.
On the way, when I passed uncle Zhang's house, I went in and looked around. Coincidentally, Uncle Zhang went out at this time, not at home, and Aunt Wang happened to pass by. When she saw looking around Uncle Zhang's house, she thought he was going to steal something and shouted, "Li Xiaochuan is coming to steal something, come on!" ! "All the neighbors ran out with sticks.
Li Xiaochuan was also shocked. When he realized this, he was surrounded by people. One of them said loudly, "Li Xiaochuan, you are surrounded by classics. Give me what you stole! " Li Xiaochuan thought: They thought I stole something, but I didn't. I'm sure I can get there! He pushed through the crowd and strode out. People gathered around. Just now, the man said, "Li Xiaochuan, where are the things you stole?" Li Xiaochuan said, "Dude, where did I steal it? Even if there is, where will it be? " When everyone saw that Li Xiaochuan hadn't stolen anything, they let him go.
Along the way, people always pointed at Li Xiaochuan's back. When he came back, people still pointed at his back and didn't believe Li Xiaochuan at all. Li Xiaochuan was furious to the extreme, but he was afraid of becoming a thief and committed suicide.
2. An article about locks. There is a lock on the key of this lock. The key is your own, but often few people can open it. Locks are invisible, but they are better than tangible ones. It can lock a person firmly in prison, and how many people in the world can successfully get out of it? In life, people say that life is cruel and tiring, and they always complain that others are unfriendly; Always complaining about food and clothing; Always care about the gains and losses along the way; I also like to see other people's sadness and faults, poor people! Maybe we can only balance our distorted mind from the misfortunes of others and heal our "wounds".
No matter who you are, when a person's words, eyes and expressions touch your heart, the strings in your heart are also tightened. You think they are mocking you and discussing you, so your heart can't be calm for a long time, but you don't realize that at a certain moment, your words and eyes unconsciously hurt others. Are people really that selfish? How can others respect you if you don't respect others? You always complain and curse others, but you don't like others complaining about you. "Mosquitoes don't stay seamlessly." Take a good look at the mental prison. People's desires are endless, life is doomed to be cruel, but there is no way out, there will be gains and losses, but you have not explored that road. Do you have an open mind? Caring about how much you have is everyone's performance, but when you have nothing to worry about, you still want to have more, which is greed. If you don't worry, you will be tired all your life, and you will have more worries than others. The mental prison will never be opened. You can only spend your life in that prison full of grievances and dissatisfaction. You can't use that key to unlock your heart, out of the dark, until you die.
The most important thing for a person is happiness. If you keep adding burden to yourself because of the rapidly overflowing sweetness and let troubles drive away your young and energetic heart, then don't worry about those sweetness. A rich man has inexhaustible money and works hard to earn it. Everyone envies him.
But behind his glory, there is fatigue left by running around, and there is a feeling of pain because of greed. Even a smile is only a moment, and then, it is the beginning of his nervousness. A farmer works in the scorching sun every day, sowing, transplanting and harvesting all the year round. He only knows how to support his family and send his children to school with labor. He wants nothing. As long as there is a satisfactory harvest, he will smile, and there is joy of success behind him. Happiness is the source of his happiness. He doesn't have to spend all his brain on better development like a rich man. He just wants to be a good person. He won't deliberately pursue better. If he can be better, he will laugh, and after laughing, it will still be his happiness.
If a person is simple in heart, he won't walk into that prison and he doesn't need a key. If you want to open that lock, the only thing you can do is to adjust your mind to find happiness. The key to that lock will always be yourself, and the person who tied the bell must be the one who untied it.
3. How to write a composition "Lock" There is a lock, and the key is your own, but often few people can open it. Locks are invisible, but they are better than tangible ones. It can lock a person firmly in prison, and how many people in the world can successfully get out of it? In life, people say that life is cruel and tiring, and they always complain that others are unfriendly; Always complaining about food and clothing; Always care about the gains and losses along the way; I also like to see other people's sadness and faults, poor people! Maybe we can only balance our distorted mind from the misfortunes of others and heal our "wounds".
No matter who you are, when a person's words, eyes and expressions touch your heart, the strings in your heart are also tightened. You think they are mocking you and discussing you, so your heart can't be calm for a long time, but you don't realize that at a certain moment, your words and eyes unconsciously hurt others. Are people really that selfish? How can others respect you if you don't respect others? You always complain and curse others, but you don't like others complaining about you. "Mosquitoes don't stay seamlessly." Take a good look at the mental prison. People's desires are endless, life is doomed to be cruel, but there is no way out, there will be gains and losses, but you have not explored that road. Do you have an open mind? Caring about how much you have is everyone's performance, but when you have nothing to worry about, you still want to have more, which is greed. If you don't worry, you will be tired all your life, and you will have more worries than others. The mental prison will never be opened. You can only spend your life in that prison full of grievances and dissatisfaction. You can't use that key to unlock your heart, out of the dark, until you die.
The most important thing for a person is happiness. If you keep adding burden to yourself because of the rapidly overflowing sweetness and let troubles drive away your young and energetic heart, then don't worry about those sweetness. A rich man has inexhaustible money and works hard to earn it. Everyone envies him.
But behind his glory, there is fatigue left by running around, and there is a feeling of pain because of greed. Even a smile is only a moment, and then, it is the beginning of his nervousness. A farmer works in the scorching sun every day, sowing, transplanting and harvesting all the year round. He only knows how to support his family and send his children to school with labor. He wants nothing. As long as there is a satisfactory harvest, he will smile, and there is joy of success behind him. Happiness is the source of his happiness. He doesn't have to spend all his brain on better development like a rich man. He just wants to be a good person. He won't deliberately pursue better. If he can be better, he will laugh, and after laughing, it will still be his happiness.
4. Continue to write mini novel locks. 1 How to write it? The above is a mini novel. Please summarize the main content of the novel in short words, no more than 30 words (1. Because Lao Zhang accidentally locked the door when he went out to pour water, he later found Li Xiaochuan, who had been in prison for theft, to unlock it under the rubbing of his elder sister-in-law. After unlocking the lock, his elder sister-in-law and Lao Zhang exchanged double safety locks. What the author wants to remind people is (A )(2 points) A. Please give bad teenagers at least trust. B. don't expect people to really believe in unhealthy young people. Please understand the progressive desire of unhealthy young people. D. don't demand the perfection of bad teenagers' words and deeds. 3. The novel was written to the elder sister-in-law twice and blinked twice, each with its own purpose.
5. How to write a composition "Lock" Love opens the heart lock for us? It was cold and dark.
Ruthless north wind blows my light skirt. I've been shaking and I'm scared.
But I don't want to go home. I don't want to go home. Dad hasn't come to pick me up yet At 8 o'clock, 15 ... at 9: 30 ... at 9: 50, the light went out ... he hasn't come to pick me up yet. I sat in the classroom and waited quietly. Tears blurred my eyes, and I held back, but the tears of disappointment still flowed out, dripping on my hands, and inserted into my heart like a sword.
Unable to stand the cold and hunger, I walked out of the classroom and into the long night. There is no moon or stars in this night.
The flowers and plants on both sides go to sleep early and are quiet. Even my own heartbeat can be heard.
"Hum, I only care about my elder sister, pick up my elder sister every day whether I live or die. I really doubt if I am your own! " I muttered to myself. I walked slowly to my door. I don't want to knock, because I'm afraid to knock and see them talking and laughing.
I plucked up my courage and knocked on the door twice. As I expected, they were talking as if I had never existed, but unlike usual, there was no father. I went straight to the kitchen, and the dishes were all on the table, which was a little cold.
I took a few bites. The food was the same as before, but I was in tears; The food is the same as before, but I have unbearable pain; The food is the same as before, but I can't swallow it.
I washed after dinner. At this time, my father came back. My father asked me, "When did you come back?" I ignored him and went straight upstairs.
I slammed the bedroom door and closed the curtains. Lock me in my own hut and lock my soul hut so that no one can come in and I won't be hurt.
I haven't talked to them for days. But that day, after listening to mom and dad's conversation, I automatically unlocked my heart.
That day, my mother asked my father, "Xiaojie came back late that day. Why did you go?" "That day? I went to pick her up. I didn't know where Xiaojie was, so I went to the first floor, one classroom after another, and there was no floor. I went downstairs and stood in front of the teaching building. I see there are no classroom lights in the teaching building.
I will come back and see that Xiaojie has come back. "The man I saw on the second floor that day was my father.
My tears came down again. I don't know why. Did you blame dad for me or regret it? I don't know. Since then, I have never had a misunderstanding with my father, because I know that my father, mother, sister and brother are a family and cannot be separated under any circumstances.
Love opens the heart lock for us. I just entered junior high school and said goodbye to my once inseparable partner. Facing all the strange things around me, I began to feel depressed. Facing this strange world, I chose to escape. At this time, my heart seemed to be locked, laughter was shut out, and loneliness filled my heart ... It was a Saturday and the sky was gray.
"Another boring day." I muttered to myself.
Dally dressed, pushed open the door and saw the delighted mother. "Hey, is the baby up?" I rubbed my sleepy eyes and gave a casual "mmm".
"Come, look at the present I bought for you!" A gift? Why do you want to give gifts? The question mark on my face. "I wish you a new school and make new friends as soon as possible."
Mother said enthusiastically, taking out a delicate little box. Mother gently opened the box, took out a gadget from it and hung it around my neck.
"Baby, do you like it?" "Oh." I looked at my mother listlessly, but I didn't even bother to take a look.
Walking in the garden of the community in the afternoon, I met a new classmate and didn't know what to do. "Oh, you are so happy!" The new classmate said in surprise.
I suddenly feel that Zhang Er is a monk-at a loss. Seeing my puzzled look, the new classmate smiled and pointed to my chest and said, "Isn't it fun to hang the key on my chest?" I looked down, and it turned out that my mother gave me a Yu Pei in the shape of an emerald key.
My careful mother had hoped that I would be happy in the new environment-I suddenly realized. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs. This is an old problem.
Parting with friends is the most common thing. "There is no such thing as a banquet that must come to an end"! In the process of growing up, we will always meet many new people and new things. Only by constantly adapting to the surrounding environment and integrating into the collective can we keep moving forward. This key seems to really open the door to my heart, and I feel a lot easier. I am very happy to walk and chase with my new classmates.
6. Ask for an essay about "lock". We all know that locks need keys to open. When you open the lock, you walk into another world. However, everyone has a lock in his heart, and the key to open this lock is confidence and wisdom.
Open the lock on the door and the lock in your heart. In our daily life, a door is locked, which keeps us out and makes us helpless. At this time, we need a key to unlock the lock most. And the door in my heart is locked, and I need a key. Everyone has a strong lock in his heart. Shi Tiesheng is seriously ill. With strong will and self-confidence, he created many excellent works. He opened the lock in his heart with confidence and wisdom, enabling him to show his talents in another world. Some people don't open the lock in their hearts and are locked out forever. Qu Yuan was dissatisfied with the present situation at that time. Faced with the decline of the country, he could do nothing. He stood by the river, filled with emotion, and finally jumped into the rolling river. In fact, whether the lock in our hearts can be opened is just a matter of thought, so we should be good at finding the key to open it.
To open a lock, sometimes you need your confidence and wisdom, rather than making a delicate key. Unlocking can accompany us to success. Bruno opened the lock in his heart with confidence and wisdom, and publicized Copernicus' "Heliocentrism"; Archimedes opened the lock in his heart with confidence and wisdom and put forward the law of buoyancy. Hawking opened the lock in his heart with confidence and wisdom and discovered the secret of the cosmic black hole. They are good at opening the inner lock, pursuing the truth, exploring and discovering things unknown to people, and laying the foundation for human progress and development.
Everyone has a lock in his heart, and this lock is actually the difficulty we face. This lock only locks one door. People standing in front of the door don't know what is behind the door, so they dare not open the door. And some problems often make us feel at a loss and rack our brains so that we can't unlock this heart lock. In front of the lock, we should face it bravely, try to open it, see the essence of the lock clearly and find the best solution. Of course, we have all kinds of locks in our hearts, and the way to open them is not unique. In any case, we need our confidence and wisdom.
When the lock was opened, we entered a new world, so everyone wanted to open the lock in their hearts. How to open it depends on ourselves. The lock in my heart is opened, no matter what the result is, it is a harvest. Let's open the lock in our hearts with confidence and wisdom!
7. The key to locking the composition with "lock" as the topic
There is a lock, the key is your own, but often few people can open it. Locks are invisible, but they are better than tangible ones. It can lock a person firmly in prison, and how many people in the world can successfully get out of that mental prison?
In life, people say that life is cruel and tiring, and they always complain that others are unfriendly; Always complaining about food and clothing; Always care about the gains and losses along the way; I also like to see other people's sadness and faults, poor people! Maybe we can only balance our distorted mind from the misfortunes of others and heal our "wounds".
No matter who you are, when a person's words, eyes and expressions touch your heart, the strings in your heart are also tightened. You think they are mocking you and discussing you, so your heart can't be calm for a long time, but you don't realize that at a certain moment, your words and eyes unconsciously hurt others. Are people really that selfish? How can others respect you if you don't respect others? You always complain and curse others, but you don't like others complaining about you. "Mosquitoes don't stay seamlessly." Take a good look at the mental prison.
People's desires are endless, life is doomed to be cruel, but there is no way out, there will be gains and losses, but you have not explored that road. Do you have an open mind? Caring about how much you have is everyone's performance, but when you have nothing to worry about, you still want to have more, which is greed. If you don't worry, you will be tired all your life, and you will have more worries than others. The mental prison will never be opened. You can only spend your life in that prison full of grievances and dissatisfaction. You can't use that key to unlock your heart, out of the dark, until you die.
The most important thing for a person is happiness. If you keep adding burden to yourself because of the rapidly overflowing sweetness and let troubles drive away your young and energetic heart, then don't worry about those sweetness. A rich man has inexhaustible money and works hard to earn it. Everyone envies him. But behind his glory, there is fatigue left by running around, and there is a feeling of pain because of greed. Even a smile is only a moment, and then, it is the beginning of his nervousness. A farmer works in the scorching sun every day, sowing, transplanting and harvesting all the year round. He only knows how to support his family and send his children to school with labor. He wants nothing. As long as there is a satisfactory harvest, he will smile, and there is joy of success behind him. Happiness is the source of his happiness. He doesn't have to spend all his brain on better development like a rich man. He just wants to be a good person. He won't deliberately pursue better. If he can be better, he will laugh, and after laughing, it will still be his happiness.
If a person is simple in heart, he won't walk into that prison and he doesn't need a key. If you want to open that lock, the only thing you can do is to adjust your mind to find happiness. The key to that lock will always be yourself, and the person who tied the bell must be the one who untied it.
Comments: Talking about life with locks and keys is extraordinary in conception and more sophisticated in writing, which shows that the author has good literary literacy and solid writing skills. In addition, a high school student has such a profound understanding of life, which shows that the author is superior to most peers in observation and thinking, which is admirable!
8. The contest between locking and unlocking never stops. People tried their best and racked their brains. In the decades of struggle, as a "shield" lock, it did not prevail most of the time. The contest between the lockmaker and the locksmith is that the road is one foot high and the devil is ten feet high. This ideological struggle has been going on for decades. The contest began in the 1950s, when the "Iron General" guarding the door was a padlock. The locksmith only needs to dispatch a small steel wire, which is easy to get. However, not many people came to touch the door at that time.
In the 1970s, secret locks began to be embedded in the doors of thousands of households. But soon, the locksmith invented a small hook. As soon as the hook reached into the keyhole, it was gently stirred twice and the lock was opened. This "technology" was quickly mastered by many people, and even ordinary people can open the door casually with their ID cards. The lock maker had to find a way to "subdue the demon" by setting prostitutes to dress up as magic mirrors. Cross locks appeared in the 1980s and 1990s, and so did security doors. Everyone thought it was time to "close the door", but I didn't expect the locksmith to "go up a storey still higher". They have hundreds of unlocking tools, the special acetylene bottle is only the size of a palm, and hooks of various shapes are readily available. Even more amazing, someone can use chewing gum to unlock the lock.
With the attention to "competition", it is also constantly upgrading. Some lock factories add rare metals to lock cores to deal with chewing gum and master keys. In addition, special-shaped marbles are installed to prevent the wire hook from opening. The key is slot-shaped, and the password is input by the computer to prevent someone from copying it. But soon, I heard that locksmiths were performing "magic" again.
At present, some lock manufacturers have not made any progress in the anti-theft performance of their own locks. For commercial purposes, they just make a fuss about the appearance of the lock and change the shape of the key, thus confusing consumers. The anti-theft performance of these locks is not even as good as the oldest and simplest padlocks. From the development history of locks, in order to prevent the opening of the master key, the manufacturing process of locks will be particularly complicated, the manufacturing cost will increase tenfold, and its performance of preventing violent destruction will be greatly reduced. The lock manufacturing industry has been troubled by this problem.
So far, what kind of locks can be truly safe is what consumers are most concerned about.
9. Keep writing because there are not enough words. Everyone has a lock in his heart, locking his little secret.
What is the secret of the lock in my heart? Today I want to open a lock in my heart. I remember when I was nine years old, I was good at math. I should get more than 90 points in a math exam.
I finished the paper with confidence, checked it again, found nothing wrong, and just sat there staring blankly. It's time to collect the paper, and I handed it to the teacher happily.
The next day, the teacher came into the classroom with a stack of test papers. He said kindly, "The students did well this time, especially Xu Huilin!" There was warm applause in the classroom, and all the students gave me a favorable look. My face turned red with a brush.
The teacher came to my desk, handed me the test paper and said, "You did well in the exam. Continue to work hard next time! " "I nodded my head. My heart is beating with joy. I looked at the test paper and found something was wrong.
Hey, the teacher clearly crossed a question, why not deduct points? This puts me in a dilemma. Should I tell the teacher what I did wrong? Suddenly, a crisp sound of recess interrupted my train of thought. Regardless of the willy-nilly, I stuffed the test paper into my schoolbag and walked home with my schoolbag on my back.
After finishing my homework at home, I looked at the bamboo forest in a daze again. Two voices echoed in my ears.
He said: "tell the teacher that honesty is the most important thing, and you can't take a fake 100%." The other party said, "Don't tell the teacher, it's your honor!" " Tell the teacher, and your score will be gone.
I'm sick and tired of these two voices. Who are you listening to? Do you want to ask grandpa what to do?
But I rejected the idea as soon as it came out. Tell grandpa, he will definitely let me tell the teacher.
I didn't earn this percentage! Don't give this percentage away for nothing? What a pity! I really don't want to give it up. Forget it, no one knows now, only God knows, I know, I know.
Never mind, just correct it quickly. I quickly erased the wrong answer with an eraser, glued the fork off with transparent glue, wrote the correct answer on it and made a big tick with a red pen.
Haha, I'm not in name only now, but in name only. I looked at the bright 100 on the test paper and smiled proudly.
Now I will think and realize that it is wrong and dishonest to do so, but it is too late to regret, and there is no regret medicine in the world! The only thing I can do is to keep it in my heart and keep it a secret forever. Every time I think of this little secret, I will be urged not to be confused by some petty profits and to be an honest man.
The lock in my heart will surely take root in my heart and become a secret forever.
10. Write a composition on "Lock"
"Hey, what's the matter?" I looked out of the window and waited for a while. The stars were flickering, just like my mother's unpredictable heart.
Not far away, came the voice of the little girl next door: "Mom, mom, why are the stars blinking?" I suddenly lost my mind and my thoughts drifted far, far away. ...
It was also such a night, such a starlight, quiet and warm. I snuggled up to my mother, whispering charming words and laughing constantly. My mother's hand gently glides across my cheek, so soft ... Oh, my eyes are so tired, sour and astringent, maybe.
Because I didn't sleep well yesterday. I rubbed my eyes and my hands suddenly got wet. How time flies! In an instant, when I grow up, my mother seems to have changed and become very strange. Seeing my mother, I can't help but have the idea of running away. For what? Is it for Tagore's poems, for my endless talk about heaven, or because I wrote the word "love" in my diary? Really, mom? Is that why? Why? I see your doubts locked in my brow and your doubts shining in my eyes. What are you worried about? Mom, my daughter is older and should have her own ideas. Do you want her to be just Alice in Wonderland forever?
I don't laugh like a pearl anymore, and I don't brag about Hu Kan anymore. Just, quietly, in the dead of night, let yourself sink into the sea of books, or wander in a beautiful diary through the inner melody, where is my world and where is my world. I am carefree. However, mom, my sensitive mom, why is your brow locked more tightly? Why is there a faint sadness in your eyes? Why? The tip of my pen crossed a string of deep question marks in my diary ... It was late at night, and a dress was gently draped over me. My mother strolled to my side, and I was surprised and subconsciously covered my diary. I looked up, and my mother silently stepped back. I am stupefied. The room quieted down again, but my heart was hard to calm down. The tip of the pen slipped across the paper unconsciously, and crickets rang a few times outside the window, and my heart suddenly trembled. The ink dripped dry and blurred my eyes. I vaguely remember that when I was a child, my mother's arms were like a warm cradle, and those gentle eyes that inspired wisdom … Oh, mom! I closed my diary. Walking out the door gently, the light in mom's room is still on-what is mom waiting for?
I pushed open the door,-"Mom!" Mom looked up, a little surprised and surprised. "Mom, I will accompany you tonight." Mother's eyes were bent, and a smile overflowed her mouth. I saw two clusters of shiny things flashing in my mother's eyes. Leaning in my mother's arms, I murmured: Oh! How many days of suspicion and confusion! Mother listened quietly and smiled: "Son, you are really old, you know?" Mom is just worried about losing you. "Mom, my daughter has understood that my mother has never changed, or that deep love, or that deep love." Mom, my drawer will never be locked again. "Mother smiled." No, you can lock it, but don't lock it too much. " A gentle hand glides across my cheek, and it feels like childhood again.
Outside the window, the stars are still bright