Excellent topic composition 600 words 1 "Listen to the wind and rain" of course refers to the poem Qingming by Du Mu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty: "It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road are dying. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. " Du Mu's poems describe the special atmosphere in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
According to the old Qingming custom, when sweeping graves, people should bring wine, food, fruit, paper money and other items to the cemetery. When daffodils die, they will offer food to their relatives' graves without harsh slanders, and then burn paper money to ashes. Father's secret-I am a man, cultivating new soil for the house, paving the way for the fence, folding many tender new branches into the branches, and then kowtowing.
Tomb-Sweeping Day used to be beautiful, also called Tomb-Sweeping Day, Ghost Festival, Ghost Festival. Together with the Mid-Yuan Festival on July 15 and the Lower Yuan Festival on July 10/5, it is called the Three Ghosts Festival, which is related to paying homage to ghosts and gods.
Another year, Tomb-Sweeping Day. Who are you thinking about?
As far as I know, April 5th is the traditional Tomb-Sweeping Day in China, which probably started in the Zhou Dynasty and has a history of more than 2,500 years. Qingming is a very important solar term. As soon as Qingming arrives, the temperature rises, which is a good time for spring ploughing and spring planting, looking for happiness. Therefore, there are agricultural proverbs such as "plant melons and beans before and after Qingming Festival" and "plant trees, the bloody yellow sand will never cross Qingming Festival". But there is another custom in Tomb-Sweeping Day. Tomb-Sweeping Day doesn't set off fireworks, but only eats cold food.
During my stay in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I can read all kinds of articles in fresh and interesting language, and describe my feelings after the parent-teacher conference ... Between the lines, I feel happy, full of childhood fun, and I can't stop laughing, which is a masterpiece. Appropriate details, the combination of reality and fiction, and new music-new interpretation are the two major characteristics of this article, and … the content is richer and more vivid. Pedestrians on the road dream, accompanied by books. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
Tomb-Sweeping Day, which makes people miss their predecessors, is fascinating. The little boy in the cold wind is embarrassing and exciting. Looking at autumn, there are many achievements of our ancestors. When they sit alone at night, when they are buried in the grave, their story ends. The rest, the home is very warm, can only mourn!
Despite the opposition of a large family, my father insisted on sending me to study, and his determined eyes have been interpreting a truth, so that reading will have a future! All objections were directly killed.
My father said nothing and looked at me with trusting eyes, but my mother scolded me from time to time: "If I read any ghost books, I might as well go out to work with his brother!" "My father's face became gloomy, the family's economy was not very optimistic, and he even owed some bills. But my father never showed that terrible pressure when he faced me, but he knew nothing about the work of "doing at sunrise and resting at sunset" He hates society, the complexity of society, his cowardice and himself. I don't know many words. He buried his head and smoked silently, but there was a sense of perseverance on his face. But at this time, my mood is extremely vacant, hovering between accepting knowledge and reality. I don't know how long my father's strength can escort me. After a long time, my father's frowning brows finally relaxed. Maybe he realized something in silence. He patted me on the head and touched me like a gentle spring breeze. After many twists and turns, he put it away. Give grandma some incense when she goes to work. My father looked serious and asked me to give my grandmother three incense, but he didn't have the courage to say his promise. My father seems to see something. Just because I failed in the senior high school entrance examination, I destroyed my firm expectations and defeated my psychological defense. In the face of the upcoming entrance, my father earnestly warned: "The past will become a floating cloud. Starting today, you should set new goals and draw a real starting line. "Son, you are a child in the countryside and the son of a farmer, but I don't want you to be mediocre like me all your life and do something that reflects the value of life!" After that, my father looked at grandma's coffin deeply, and I had mixed feelings for an instant. I never found my father as tall as some people. ...
The night is deep, and my father's face is particularly vicissitudes in the light, silently dedicating himself like an incandescent lamp. Even if he is afraid of sending a light and a heat, his father loves me like a mountain. In an instant, I became the richest man in the world, and in an instant, I got the most generous interpretation.
There are many beautiful things in the world, and there are many cares in the world. Parents' concern, teachers' concern and classmates' concern are everywhere.
parental care
It's cold, put on more clothes and don't catch cold. Oh, I see. Why are you so wordy? I just got up and heard my mother talking. But I said yes, but I didn't do what my mother said. Because I'm afraid of being laughed at because I look too fat in too many clothes. So I went out in thin clothes.
Oh, it's too cold,' I just went out when a gust of wind blew on my face. When I got to school, I regretted seeing everyone in the class dressed very thick. Who told me not to listen to my mother? All the students are full of energy after class. Only I am shivering with cold. The teacher came over and told me that my mother was coming. I was shocked. What is my mother doing here? I walked out of the classroom and came to my mother. I only saw my mother holding a dress in her hand, told me to put it on and said not to catch a cold.
My parents' care moistens me like a drizzle.
Teacher's care
What happened? Did you fail the exam? Never mind, if you can't do it once, there will be a second time. Don't be discouraged once. "Yes, many scientists have failed and have to smile again and again. Because of the teacher's words, I found my confidence again.
From that moment on, I know that teachers are not only teachers, but also bosom friends. Since then, my teacher has helped me with my history every day. I actually got 89 points in the final exam. I really should thank my teacher for his encouragement and help.
The teacher's concern was like a bolt from the blue, which woke me up.
The concern of classmates' Oh, I wanted to go to the canteen, but it rained without an umbrella, and the days became too fast.' While we were still complaining about God, a classmate in the class lost an umbrella and said to me; This umbrella has not been rented out yet. If you don't have an umbrella, I will rent it to you first. As for the rent, let's talk about it later. Before I could answer, she hurried away.
The concern of my classmates is like a cup of milk tea, which warms me.
Care is everywhere. As long as you look carefully, you will find it everywhere.
Four weekends, for some people, are two relaxed and happy days, but for me, they are more nervous than going to school, because I have many classes to attend. But these messy courses were not imposed on me by my parents, but I strongly demanded to win them myself.
Maybe my peers will think I'm crazy. Who doesn't want to relax on holidays and weekends nowadays? Even my father is strongly opposed to my practice. Mathematics, physics and English are the main subjects, so why should I learn basketball and guitar? My father reluctantly agreed to my request, but I can still feel the puzzled eyes of my grandparents and neighbors.
No matter what others think, I have no regrets at all! Every Friday night, I go to play ball as soon as school is over. As usual, I am looking forward to the arena this Friday.
As usual, all we practiced was shooting, passing and dribbling. Occasionally, the coach will let us play games and teach us some strategies on the field. Finally, physical training is the most painful and must be practiced in every class. These three hours must be very long. We are always sweating, shooting again and again, but there are always a few misses, while the coach stands by and watches, shooting a three-pointer casually; When we even break the rules, the coach will always intercept the ball gently from the side ... At this time, we will clap our hands with admiration and practice harder. Our goal is always high again and again, and then it is achieved again and again. At this time, my mouth always presents a big arc, which is much more comfortable than surfing the Internet or sleeping late at home. You can't feel the excitement when your clothes are soaked with sweat at home or at school.
So I have no regrets. I always feel a lot of things from the basketball court and piano room that I can't see in books, and I feel a lot of happiness that I can't get on the Internet. How wonderful this enrichment is!
I have no regrets. I like these courses that enrich me. I love these messy and countless courses in the eyes of others. I love these courses that are opposed by people around me, which are "doing nothing". I like these courses that enrich me. I did the right thing!
That Mid-Autumn Festival, in my endless memory, is the Mid-Autumn Festival I spent in my hometown that year.
The Mid-Autumn Festival in my hometown is very different from that in the city. In the city, all moon cakes are bought or given by friends and relatives. In my hometown, moon cakes are all made by my family. Although it is not as exquisite and delicious as it is cooked outside, it contains deep affection. The moon cakes that have just come out of the cage are like the full moon in the vast sky on Mid-Autumn Festival night, which is desirable.
Besides eating moon cakes, Mid-Autumn Festival has many unique folk customs, such as enjoying the moon, playing with lanterns and dancing with fire dragons. Among them, enjoying the moon is one of the most important customs of Mid-Autumn Festival in our hometown.
"Jade shanshan next month, picked up the Hua Xin in front of the house. It will not happen in the sky so far, but it should be thrown by Chang 'e. "This poem accurately describes the scene of enjoying the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival. A large family is sitting together, on the osmanthus tree, the crystal clear osmanthus is floating down with the wind. In the distance, a round moon is like a round mirror, reflecting the happy scene of family reunion. That scene, like a beautiful and peaceful picture scroll, emerged in front of my eyes.
In ancient times, when people get together, they always like to say an eternal famous sentence in the Song Dynasty poet Su Shi's "Water Tune Song Tou": "I hope people will live for a long time and have a beautiful scenery thousands of miles away." Express my thoughts and best wishes to my relatives and friends. However, some people often lament that they can't reunite with their relatives because of some things: "I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into tonight."
The Mid-Autumn Festival in my hometown is unforgettable and unique. In my memory, it is like a shining pearl. Mid-Autumn Festival is a bright pearl in China culture, shining with dazzling light forever. It is it that makes me feel the affection between my relatives, and it is the golden light radiated by the full moon that makes me deeply appreciate the beauty of family affection.
On the road of life, most of us will thank our relatives, our friends and all those who have helped us, but on this day I want to thank one person, that is, my opponent and even my enemy.
I read an article about a fish called eel in Hokkaido, Japan. This kind of fish is delicious, but it has a disadvantage that it will die after a while. The price of live eels is several times that of dead eels, and local fishermen can't think of any good way to make eels survive for a long time. Only an old fisherman's eel was alive and kicking after arriving at the market, not only not dead, but also full of spirit. Others don't understand why. Later, the old fisherman told them that the solution was simple, that is, put a few natural enemies of eels-pike in the water where eels were put, and let them drill around among many eels, which would make eels restless and make eels move. As long as eels can move, they won't die. Eels can survive because their natural enemy pike exists, that is, they have rivals.
Mencius once said, born in sorrow, died in happiness. That's true. Without pike, those eels would be happy, enterprising, lacking in spirit and fighting spirit, and would soon die. With the existence of natural enemies and opponents, they will be afraid, move, but live better. Without an opponent, the outcome is sad, just as Mencius said, "If you enter, you can't have a home, if you leave, you will be invincible against foreign invasion, and your country will die."
You need an opponent in your life. Your opponent is a booster, and he forces you to make progress. An opponent is a mirror. He attacks your shortcomings mercilessly and will help you correct them. Your opponent is a wake-up call. He always reminds you that no matter how much progress you make, don't be complacent.
You can't tolerate your opponent, but you can't tolerate no opponent. Because of the existence of opponents, you are stronger; You are more mature because of the existence of your opponent; Because of the existence of opponents, you are more progressive; Because of the existence of your opponent, you have a sense of crisis, so you should keep innovating, you will keep improving yourself, and you will keep moving from one success to another.
I hope that I have rivals in my study, work and life, which will make me stronger, make my study and work better and make my future life happier.
I have been in Hainan for four years before I know it. Needless to say, the beauty of Coconut Island is known all over the world. Maybe he's homesick. I always think of poplars in my hometown recently.
Far apart, two real worlds.
The scenery in the north and the snow in Wan Li are pure and beautiful. The rime is full of eyes This is the unique beauty of the north, which is enough to surprise southerners.
In my deep memory, it was the early spring when poplars bloomed green. Winter in the north is beautiful, but early spring is dull and dry everywhere. However, I don't know when the dead poplar trees emerged from the branches. If you are not careful, you will miss the good opportunity to watch, because it is the spring breeze, and they will soon spread out and grow up like children. The tender leaves are really oily and particularly gratifying. Just like a baby's little face, I really want someone to kiss me!
The spring breeze is full of green freshness.
It is the season of catkins flying soon, and the catkins of willows will fall gently on your body, face and every corner of the world like fluff. The world is warm, sitting in front of the haystack and receiving the sunshine, nothing can replace enjoyment.
"Goo goo, goo goo ..." Birds came and the forest came to life.
What a pleasant and sweet memory this is!
Childhood campus is a row of houses with red walls and white tiles, surrounded by poplars. Simple but full of the fun of my childhood.
A "big clock" consisting of a rail with a hemp rope and a spike was hit by an "antique" in a nursing school (a single old man with an eccentric personality because he was unmarried for a generation). A class ended, and a new class was ushered in ten minutes later.
The only decoration on campus is a square flagpole with cement, and a row of square and round flower ponds made of bricks in front of the classroom. It is the most beautiful, but only in summer and winter. It can become a snowdrift and sometimes a few snowmen. This is our children's job.
What attracts us most is Yang Shulin, the square in front of the campus. You can run around in it, and naughty boys can climb up and dig the nest.
When it rains, the straight poplar trunk becomes green, smooth and delicate. I can't help but take a bite, bitter and immediately vomit.
Hometown, my poplar! composition
Spring Festival, also called New Year's Day, is the most grand festival in China. On that day, people cheered and played with dragon lanterns. Dance yangko. Setting off firecrackers or something, it's so lively.
Before the festival
The warm wind of the Spring Festival is about to blow, and then every household has started the "decoration movement". The so-called "decoration movement" is just to dress up the home for the Spring Festival. Ah! Don't you get it? The "decoration movement" is to paste Spring Festival couplets. Fukuko. Door gods and so on. Looking at the colorful "decoration" of our neighbors, our family is not to be outdone, and we have also started "decoration". But God persists in opposing us. He sent Boss Feng into chaos. Later, he came to "steal" couplets; "Take away" the dust and "attack" us later; After a while, she came to "catch" the horizontal shawl again ... After many twists and turns, the "decoration movement" was over. When I walked into my house, all the words in my mind were purified, leaving only one word: red.
To save time
"Scratch, scratch, scratch." I was awakened by a strange sound. At first I thought it was an alarm clock and thought, "How to try this bell today!" "Only when I open my eyes can I respond. Today is the Spring Festival, and the sound is the sound of fireworks.
After breakfast, my brother and I couldn't wait to leave. Do what? Of course, I went to pay a New Year call! Say a lucky word to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new, and there will be no small "harvest"! "When I grow up, I don't want the lucky money!" When I met an aunt who wanted to give me money, I quickly said no, but he said, "Grow up? All right! Come again 10 yuan! " During the Spring Festival, every family wears red and green clothes. "Chip, chip, chip, chip, chip, chip, chip, chip, chip, chip, chip, chip, chip, chip, chip, chip, chip, chip, chip. The program has also started! Today's air is full of festive atmosphere!
After the festival
The warm wind of the Spring Festival comes and goes quickly. Although the Spring Festival has passed, the aftermath still exists. The smell of the new year has not disappeared, but the new sun has risen and a new day is facing us.
During the Spring Festival, it let me know that I am one year older and my responsibilities are 10% more. New year's new atmosphere; New challenges in the new year; I hope my Year of the Ox is "better".