"Birds are messengers of spring", accompanied by the melody of spring dance, birds play a cheerful movement; Green hills, flowing water and tinkling streams are intertwined and rotate accordingly. In the thin morning fog, the light reflected by the sun dances like wings. The dance is gentle and sincere, gentle and moving.
I can't tell whether we have added vitality to this warm spring or whether the vitality of spring has infected us. In a word, everything has become so fresh and brand-new.
Putting aside the noise and troubles of the world, this is a once-in-a-lifetime thing between heaven and earth. Enjoy the sunshine and gentle breeze, and run and sing in the endless green fields. Feel the fun of "wind blowing grass and lowering cattle and sheep"
On a spring night, please close your eyes and listen carefully. Those beautiful Wan Ru songs hidden in the night are singing in a low voice. The moon's gentle eyes have just come out of the ice and snow, and some Leng Yan are gorgeous, staring at the little creatures in the world. The grass fell asleep in the moonlight. Walk gently across the path. Shh! Never wake them up. Pure dewdrops condense on the Ye Er, emitting thousands of brilliance like stained glass. Touch it gently with your fingers, then run into your palm and smile happily at it. Walking through the clear water, she has the charm of early morning. A thin layer of clear fog floats, like a veil, gently covering her graceful figure, tempting us to open it. Water is very aura. When it flows all the way, it always brings some stories. Gently put your feet into the cool river, causing ripples, as if the river is smiling at you and blaming you for waking her up in her sleep. I think, at this moment, the Qinhuai River, which was condensed by the gold powder of the Six Dynasties, will also be washed away by the spring water and restored to its original appearance. If Zhu Ziqing once again ripples in the shadow of Qinhuai River, he should have another experience! I think there must be ...
The spring rain is lingering, and I walk under this blue sky with an umbrella, listening to the quiet rain, like crying and complaining, like resentment and longing. Take away your umbrella, drizzle kisses your face happily, condenses into dew in your hair, and becomes sweet in your mouth. Oblique and dense rain seems to drip into your heart, open your eyes, and the drizzle weaves two rivers in your eyes. Maybe the legend of the ancient great god Nu Wa is true. When mud meets water, people become soft when it meets rain, and walking seems to enter Dai Wangshu's elegant rain lane. If there is an opportunity, I would like to ask Mr. Shu, was it March when I thought about this poem?
I sat in my room without turning on the light, listening to the rain falling, and the endless darkness hugged me gently, without lights. I can imagine the hazy beauty of the rain outside the window, dark and gentle as the deep sea. My feelings floated up, the high sky turned into a dark blue * * *, and the green vines wrapped around the old wall were washed away by water and rain. Time passes and the raindrops are clear.
In spring, there is the quiet beauty of Jiang Lu Xiao Yue; There is the softness of Guitong's thin shadow; There is the magnificence of the sky. Spring-a beautiful messenger. It is better to put aside the secular and travel in the spring.
2. Who will help me to abbreviate an article? The place I went to is a place that philosophers can't figure out through the ages, a place that all kinds of religions try to describe, a place where everyone will go and can't come back. But now how can I get my brother! He is only 50 years old. He is full of energy, has accumulated rich knowledge and experience, and has made great achievements. How many things are waiting for him to do! The hospital found that his tumor was quite large and needed immediate surgery. He also wants to attend a technical seminar and ask if he can come back after the meeting. During his recuperation after the operation, he was still reading research papers and doing some small translations in the institute. Until he was bedridden, he still kept several international aviation materials at hand and always "wanted to have a look again." All he thinks about is work. When it was dripping, he suddenly said that he wanted to eat shrimp and prawns. He wants to live! He wants to live!
But he left, too early. This year, from his illness to his death, it was really like a dream, a dream that could never be believed. I always thought he would come back, walk to my window from our desolate backyard in winter and summer, and shout "Little Sister-". But he left, prematurely and forever.
1982101at 7 o'clock on October 28, he went.
This day is expected, but how can I believe it is a fact! He was lying there, but he was no longer him, not my younger brother in his prime, and he would never answer our call or dissuade us from crying. Where have you been, little brother! Since Aunt Yuan Jun died on 1974, my family has experienced many funerals, and this time my brother's departure is the most unconventional and unacceptable! I also had to tell this news to my father who was also in hospital at that time, because I couldn't answer his first question every day: "How is my little brother today?" I must tell him that it is my responsibility. I have no younger brother to rely on, and I can't expect him to share my responsibilities.
His father wrote an elegiac couplet for him: "He is a good party member, a good cadre, and his ambition is unfulfilled. Is it just for the pain of his family? " Being able to master science and technology, art and literature, all talents are rare, and it is difficult to return to the soul! "My only brother is gone forever.
He collapsed from overwork and fell ill from depression. He works nervously for three classes and attends various meetings every day. Every time there is a big experiment, he checks every screw and every piece of tape in advance. He is a member of the Science and Technology Committee of the Third Ministry of Machinery. He is far-sighted and has put forward various types of research. There is a project in which he is the chief engineer and won the first prize in science and technology of the National Defense Industry Office and the Third Machinery Department. At the same time, he is also a member of 623 Party committees, and needs to express his views on all kinds of things frankly and acceptably at the conference table. I often think that being able to "carry heavy burdens" is the characteristic of intellectuals who came out from the 1950s to the early 1960s, and we grew up under the requirement of "being both red and expert". Of course, some people will never meet the requirements, such as me. Most people are burdened with heavy burdens and walk on rugged, thorny and sometimes impassable mountain roads. Those years of critical struggle have a long-term impact. They are not only hard-working, tired, but also afraid, and their hearts are full of incomprehensible things. Who can afford it? It's already late. Let these belated flowers prolong their brilliance as much as possible.
I have read a lot of articles in this field these days, and I also read Desire after Regret, which is a little gratifying. I hope the "wish" can come true. I think there should be fewer and fewer "regrets".
Little brother, I won't cry!
3. Composition abbreviation 300. I am a brave person who looks brave everywhere. In fact, I am also very timid.
Last Saturday night, my mother was in the hospital, my father was in the hospital, and I was alone at home.
At first my sister was playing games, and we were still chatting. But after nine o'clock, my sister went home, and a little fear rose in her heart.
I stood at the window. It was dark, windy and cold. From time to time, a few sad bird calls came, and I couldn't help shivering. I suddenly thought of the "thief". I was afraid that he would turn in from which window, so I closed all the windows in my house in three steps "bang, bang, bang", and my heart was a little more secure. The street is brightly lit, but it is silent, which makes people feel strange. In fact, I am also very timid.
I dare not stand by the window for a long time, so I played games again. When I play gobang, I always feel that there are a pair of eyes staring at me behind me, but I dare not turn my head to look. I was sweating all over, thinking that there was nothing but "death" behind me, and I lost a year's life when I turned around. The more you think about it, the more ridiculous it is. I was so scared that I almost fell to the ground Because of anxiety, I was chased by the other side at chess, and the result was a fiasco. There are illusions everywhere behind the game. In fact, I am also very timid.
It is getting late. I turn off the computer and get ready for bed. The bathroom is dark and seems to be shrouded in smoke, which hides danger and makes people afraid to move forward. I gritted my teeth and went straight to the bathroom. I flicked my finger and the light came on. I'm relieved. Looks safe.
After washing, I went to the bedroom. Sleeping in bed, I always feel uneasy, as if someone already knew that I was alone at home and was going to rob in the middle of the night. I can't sleep, so I have to get up and read. There are many touching stories in the book. My heart is immersed in warm love, and all other thoughts are put aside. It's early in the morning, and the biological clock reminds me to go to bed. I climbed into bed gently and looked at the ceiling. The shadow is changing gradually, as if someone is walking quietly. I dare not think much, close my eyes tightly, but all kinds of strange things keep appearing in my mind. I don't know how long it took to fall asleep.
In fact, I am also very timid. How can I make myself bold? bale
4. Ask primary school students to give me an abbreviation of three days of light, just an abbreviation, 300 words, not the author Helen Keller. I only lived 88 spring and autumn years, 87 years without light and loneliness ... One of the famous sayings reads:/kloc-There were two strange people in the 9th century, one was Napoleon, and the other was Helen Keller-Mark Twain. However, it is such a blind and deaf person who graduated from Radcliffe College of Harvard University. Because of running around, one charity after another has been built. He was named one of the top ten American hero idols in19th century by Time magazine.
When I first read the title of this book, I simply thought it was just about my own life. The feeling after reading it is not so simple, which fills me with the courage to accept the difficulties of life, to challenge the limits of life and to embrace the world with love! After all kinds of disasters, Miss Sullivan persevered until the end. When I was a child, for some reason, her eyes became darker every day. Not only did she see many doctors, but her condition would get worse if she didn't make progress ... In a blink of an eye, she grew up and became Helen Keller's teacher. The article is mainly divided into five parts. Part One: out of the dark and Silence. It's amazing. The article is mainly from sophomore to 40 years old. I think it started when my composition was bought by the women's newspaper, but I can't figure out how to write it. Maybe it's an autobiography, but the thoughts and feelings of the protagonist touched me. The death of the loving mother made her sad, and also reminded her of the meticulous maternal love in her childhood and her own youth.
Looking back at this book, I didn't expect life in the19th century to be so bitter. I decided to be a teacher like Sullivan when I grow up and cultivate more talents!
After reading the book "If Give Me Three Days of Light", I was deeply moved by Helen Keller's indomitable spirit. Mark Twain once said, "/kloc-There were two strange people in the 9th century. One is Napoleon. He said Helen Keller. "
Born in 19 months, Helen Keller became deaf and blind, and even had difficulty speaking. At that time, she completely lost the confidence to live. At this moment, she met Miss Sullivan. Miss Sullivan walked into her life, making Helen Keller feel what life is, discover life and observe life. So she overcame all kinds of difficulties, graduated from Radcliffe College of Harvard University, made outstanding contributions to world charity, and shocked the world by writing with her heart.
Blind Helen can find so many things, while healthy me often ignores the beauty of life.
If I had only three days to see, what would I do with my eyes? I have never been blind, and I don't know what the dark world is like, so I closed my eyes and walked around the house.
When I closed my eyes for the first second, my heart suddenly cooled down somehow. I feel that the world suddenly turns from bright to dark, and my heart is countless and very unstable. When I was ready to take a step forward, I found it difficult to take a step casually. I found that I dare not take a step. I am afraid that I will fall down, and that something will touch me and hurt myself. This is not bad. I can still hear with my ears, but what about Keller? She can neither see nor hear. Then how difficult and dangerous she is facing, how can we know, how can we understand, how can we understand!
We don't know whether we are blessed or not. We can not only see the sunny world, but also hear all kinds of wonderful sounds. What regrets do we have? What can we complain about? I think: Keller can't see or hear, but she also has her own imaginary world in her heart. This is Keller's world and Keller's own world. I believe her world will also be full of sunshine and laughter. Helen's life was spent in darkness, but it brought a bright life to mankind. She proved the courage of human beings to overcome fate with actions, and left the world with a song of triumph that will never be forgotten!
5. Lin Xiangru's abbreviated composition is about 300 words. During the Warring States period, Qin was the strongest and often attacked other countries.
On one occasion, Zhao Wang got priceless treasures and jewels. After the king of Qin knew it, he wanted it very much, so he lied to the king of Zhao and said he was willing to exchange fifteen cities.
The prince of Zhao sent Lin Xiangru to the State of Qin with Choi.
Lin Xiangru entered the palace and presented the jade to the king of Qin. Knowing that the king of Qin had no sincerity to exchange the city for jade, he sent the jade back to Zhao, so the plot of the king of Qin failed. Because Lin Xiangru returned to Zhao intact, he was named a doctor.
A few years later, the king of Qin invited the king of Zhao to meet at Mianchi. The king of Qin asked the king of Zhao to play the piano and recorded it. Lin Xiangru saw that the king of Qin insulted the king of Zhao in this way, so he threatened the king of Qin with a slap in the face and let people record it, so that the king of Qin was also insulted. Lin Xiangru contributed again, and was named Shangqing, ranking higher than Lian Po.
Lian Po defy spirit, threatened to embarrass Lin Xiangru! Lin Xiangru has been avoiding Lian Po since he found out. Lin Xiangru's men didn't like it, and Lin Xiangru explained that he was hiding in Lian Po for the national interest. After Lian Po knew it, he felt that he shouldn't. He came to Lin Xiangru's house with Vitex negundo and offered a humble apology. From then on, they became good friends and defended Zhao together.
6. The abbreviation of the article is 400 words 1, and the abbreviation of borrowing arrows from grass boats.
Zhou Yu was very jealous of Zhuge Liang's talent. One day, in order to embarrass Zhuge Liang, Zhou Yu asked him to make 100,000 arrows in ten days. Zhuge Liang said that it would only take three days to make them, and he joined the army. Afterwards, Zhuge Liang borrowed 20 boats from Lu Su. Each ship has 30 non-commissioned officers and more than 65,438+0,000 straws arranged on both sides of the ship. On the third day, Zhuge Liang asked Lu Su to fetch the arrow together. On this day, it was foggy all over the sky, and the people across the street could not be seen clearly. Cao Cao gave the order. The fog is so thick that you can't see the truth clearly. Don't go out easily. Zhuge Liang ordered again, but still much cry and little rain. It's getting light, but the fog hasn't dispersed yet. At this time, the two ends of the ship were covered with arrows. Zhuge Liang made people shout loudly, thanking the Prime Minister for his arrow. Cao Cao knew he had been cheated, but the ship had sailed for more than twenty miles. When the ship reached the shore, Zhou Yu found that his 500 sergeant had just come to move the arrow. Zhuge Liang told Zhou Yu the story of borrowing a bed. He was not surprised and exclaimed: I am really not as good as Zhuge Liang!
2. Abbreviation "Xiao Jieyu"
There is a village of Lu Hua in the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei border region. 12-year-old Yulai belongs to this village. He has superb swimming skills.
In autumn, Xiaoyu comes to night school. "We come from China and we love our motherland." This sentence taught by the teacher is deeply imprinted in the heart of the rain.
One day, the devils came to "mop up" again. Uncle Li, the traffic police in the jurisdiction, ran to Yulai's house, moved the cylinder out of the corner, jumped into the hidden hole and ordered Yulai to move the cylinder back to its original place. After the rain came to move the jar back to its original place, it ran to the backyard quickly, but it was still caught by the devil. The Japanese searched the house but found nothing. They used various means to coerce Xiaoyu into telling him where the traffic police were hiding. But raindrop insisted that he didn't see anyone. The devil became angry from embarrassment, made the rain bloody, and even shot it.
Several shots were fired by the river in Lu Hua village, and both the old man and the children cried. After the enemy left, everyone came to the river and did not even see a drop of blood. There was a sudden movement in the water and the head of the rain came out. Before the gunshot, he took advantage of the devil's unprepared and plunged into the river to escape.
7. How to abbreviate, rewrite and expand a 400-word composition Generally speaking, there are three requirements:
First, we should reflect the style and appearance of the original text. In other words, abbreviations are not allowed to change the central idea, genre or even characters of the original text. It is necessary to maintain the main events of the original work and the basic characteristics of the original characters. There is also the order of paragraphs, and the expression should remain the same.
Second, according to the requirements of abbreviation, shorten the length of the original text or remove some descriptive sentences, or summarize some minor events, or delete irrelevant introductions. How short it will be depends on the requirements of the topic.
Third, we should connect with nature and make the article a whole.
The specific methods of abbreviation are: 1. First, summarize the central idea of the full text and the general idea of each paragraph; 2. Find out the main events and materials around the center, and delete the minor plots and materials; 3. Abbreviate the language and turn specific descriptive sentences into concise ones; Finally, it depends on whether the connection is natural.
8. Abbreviate the next composition with 200~300 words, highlighting the key points: 201165438+1October 24th, the school headquarters held the annual "Knowledge Endless, Love Priceless Book Donation Charity Sale". The total number of people who participated in this activity reached more than 500.
In order to prepare for this activity, the students made full preparations a week ago. I worked as a shop assistant.
That afternoon, the students of Class 8, Grade 5 were all concentrated on the big playground. We put the books on the bookstall in our class, and the books in each class pile up into a towering mountain.
Each class is arranged in a neat square. The teacher introduces the purpose of the activity, and then asks each class to shout slogans. After shouting the slogan, everyone rushed to the bookstall they wanted to go to.
At first, Class Four, Grade Five had the largest number of customers. There were few customers in our class at first. It was not until a classmate borrowed a loudspeaker from the teacher that the number of customers in our class increased. The activity is very active.
The activity will be over soon. Many classes have sold out of books, and the unsold books have also been donated to the children in the disaster area.
The most exciting time came, and everyone counted the money they got from buying books, which was more than 600 yuan. Then everyone put the rest of the money in the bag. The first place in this activity is Class 8, five years, 1654 yuan. Although our class didn't win the first place, at least it wasn't the last.
The ranking of this activity is not important, what is important is to give your love.
9. Childhood 300-word composition 1. Childhood fun My childhood is colorful, and there are countless interesting things that happened in my childhood, like stars in the sky. The brightest and brightest one is that one. At that time, at a starry noon, my mother was asleep. I was only four years old at that time, and there was nothing interesting. I wandered around the room and somehow came to the mirror. Ah! Why is there a "person" who looks like me walking in front? It's okay if I don't touch it. I was shocked when I touched it. The "man" turned out to be flat. He held out his hand as if to touch me. I quickly backed off. Ok, how dare you learn from me and see how I deal with you? I slapped, "Man" slapped, I slapped, and "Man" slapped. Oh, it hurts. I feel horrible. Crying and saying, "Mom, there is a strange thing over there. He hit me." My mother magically asked me what it was, but I kept pulling my mother in front of the mirror. Strange, there was another monster. I quickly hid behind my mother and couldn't help shaking. My mother smiled and asked, "Mom, what are you laughing at?" Aren't you afraid? "My mother turned to me and said," This is a mirror. It is not a monster at all. Look at that. "I saw my mother swaying from side to side, and the people in the mirror also swayed from side to side. After my mother told me, I realized that the mirror can "print" people in, and people can see their own shadows in the mirror. No wonder it is like this! Now whenever I think about it, I still laugh out loud! 2. Interesting childhood stories.
1. Interesting Childhood My childhood was colorful, and countless interesting things happened in my childhood, just like the stars in the sky. Among them, the brightest and brightest one is that one. At that time, at noon under a starry sky, my mother was asleep. I was only four years old at that time, and there was nothing interesting. I wandered around the room and somehow came to the mirror. Ah! Why is there a "person" who looks like me walking in front? It's okay if I don't touch it. I was shocked when I touched it. The "man" turned out to be flat. He held out his hand as if to touch me. I quickly backed off. Ok, how dare you learn from me and see how I deal with you? I slapped, "Man" slapped, I slapped, and "Man" slapped. Oh, it hurts. I feel horrible. Crying and saying, "Mom, there is a strange thing over there. He hit me." My mother magically asked me what it was, but I kept pulling my mother in front of the mirror. Strange, there was another monster. I quickly hid behind my mother and couldn't help shaking. My mother smiled and asked, "Mom, what are you laughing at?" Aren't you afraid? "My mother turned to me and said," This is a mirror. It is not a monster at all. Look at that. "I saw my mother swaying from side to side, and the people in the mirror also swayed from side to side. After my mother told me, I realized that the mirror can "print" people in, and people can see their own shadows in the mirror. No wonder it is like this! Now whenever I think about it, I still laugh out loud! 2. Interesting childhood What is childhood? It's a cicada in the tree, a frog in the water, a short song of a shepherd's flute, and a companion's mystery ........................................................................................................................................, so many people ride from village to village. I am envious and want to try riding a horse, but the horse's back is too high for me to get on. I was just about to get on the bus when I saw grandma feeding the pigs. I thought pigs were small and easy to eat. As soon as I saw grandma feeding pigs, I went into the pigsty, opened the door, went in and chose a pig to ride out. Grandma saw it and ran away. I want to stop this pig, but I can't stop it. The pig ran into grandma's garden. The cucumbers and persimmons in it were trampled by pigs, and I was scratched by branches of fruit trees. This time, grandma caught the pig. After driving the pig into the nest, grandma said I was too naughty to even ride the pig. Another time, when I was seven years old, I just learned to ride a bike. I was not very good at riding at that time. There's plenty of room. I got there by bike, riding faster and faster. Suddenly I saw an adult riding a bicycle from the front. I couldn't stop because I rode too fast. I was just about to hit it. My mother was calling me, and I thought, "I'll get hurt if I hit it, and I'm not good at riding." What if I turn over and fall? "I don't know what to do. Then it suddenly occurred to me, "It must be okay to jump out of the car." I jumped out of the car. I wasn't hurt, but my car was hit by that man. Whenever I recall this incident, I always giggle, smiling so sweetly and brilliantly. It seems that all the fascinating past events are fresh in my mind. I continue to recall those poetic years and dreamy seasons when I was young. I think. I was very naughty when I was a child. I will tell you an interesting story about my childhood. I remember one time I went home and saw my father sleeping in bed, so a "bad" idea suddenly came to my little head, that is, drawing "Facebook", not on paper, but on my father's face. I'll find the paint first. Then I carefully drew a big "king" on my father's forehead, and then drew a string of golden stripes around my father's face in khaki. This is a tiger ten feet down. After painting, I was happy for my "masterpiece" and felt sorry for my father's face being painted like this, because it was a pity that my father's beautiful face was painted like this. I am looking at my masterpiece happily.