Somehow, just recently, there was an old man selling hemp balls in our family. He starts selling at 5: 30 every day, whether on weekdays or weekends. Whether it is sunny, windy or rainy, it will not give in. Every day, he disturbs my good dreams. I should get up at six o'clock. At this time, he woke me up and made me afraid to sleep. When I got up, I didn't think of it. I had to toss and turn in bed and wasted half an hour, not to mention how uncomfortable it was. For this reason, I hate this hemp ball very much, and I get a headache and upset when I hear this peddling. I don't know how many times I scolded him in my heart.
However, until one day, my opinion of this old man selling hemp balls suddenly changed. It was a sunny Sunday morning, and I was woken up by the hateful peddling as usual. I covered my head tightly with a quilt and didn't want to mention how cruel I was to the old man. It's hateful to have such a rest day and not let people sleep late. Suddenly, amid the harsh hawking, there came the crowing of larks, which was crisp and sweet, and my heart could not help moving. I can't sleep anyway. I might as well go out and see the scenery in the morning, see what kind of old man this is and what kind of craftsmanship he has, just lift the quilt and put it on quickly.
I took some change and walked out of the house. Hey, it's a nice day today. The sky is blue and the sun is shining, and my heart suddenly opens up. I followed the hawking to find the old man selling hemp balls, and I saw an old man surrounded by a large group of children from a distance. I thought, no wonder peddling comes every day, business is good.
I quickly took a few steps and took a closer look, which surprised me. In my heart, the person who sells hemp balls is a dirty person covered in oil. I didn't expect the old man in front of me to wear an old uniform that was washed white, but he was clean and neat, up and down, and he looked capable. I secretly had a good impression and handed me the change in my hand and said, "Give me two.
With money in one hand, the old man picked up a pair of chopsticks and a convenient bag in the other, put two hemp balls in the bag and said gently, "Be careful, take it. "I took it, took out one and took a bite. It's really fragrant and crisp. It's delicious, very delicious. I can't help liking him. I looked at him carefully: his weather-beaten face was covered with wrinkles of years, and his body was tough. My face is always filled with a kind smile for children. No wonder the children were surrounded in a big circle. No wonder children are so willing to eat. No wonder I sell it every day ... my newly-rising affection for him suddenly disappeared. I turned around angrily and just wanted to attack.
Unexpectedly, the old man took out four and a half pieces from his pocket and handed them to me. He said apologetically, "little classmate, I was busy just now and didn't have time to give you change." I am really sorry. " I was puzzled. He quickly said, "You gave me five dollars.
"I suddenly understood that I was in a hurry and didn't care about mistaking five dollars for fifty cents. Looking at the money handed by the old man, I remembered the thoughts in my head and turned white for a moment. I don't know what to do. Seeing me like this, the old man asked with concern, "what's the matter, little classmate?" What's wrong? " I am speechless. I really hate myself. How can I look at such an old man who works hard to support himself? I quickly reached for the money handed over by the old man and said, "Nothing, I bought it all." The old man gave me all the remaining hemp balls and said, "Two more are free.
"I refused to accept anything, but the old man went over and said," This is a big business at a loss. Buy five and get one free. "Say that finish, don't look back ... Looking at the old man's farther and farther back, I have a great respect for him, and I can't help feeling very deeply in my heart: the small business vendors I usually contact are shoddy, with less filling more, deceiving customers. How can there be honesty between people? Today, the old man gave me a vivid lesson. The world needs honesty, but we should cherish it even more! Old Uncle, there are many people who have helped me in this world, but it was the unknown good uncle who worked on the construction site that changed my life.
On the last exam of the fifth grade final exam, grandpa sent me to the exam on a "little electric donkey". At that time, the weather was very cold. Even if you wear more clothes, the "chilly" wind can easily get into your body.
There was only a click, and the "little electric donkey" went on strike because of the cold. No matter how hard grandpa tried, it wouldn't move. I looked at this "little electric donkey" and was very anxious. I stamped my feet and sighed, wishing I could suddenly fly, but the fact is still true! I looked at the time, and it was passing by little by little.
Although it is winter weather, I am sweating with anxiety. I anxiously said to my grandfather, "Grandpa, I'm going to be late for the exam."
"Then, let's go by taxi." However, we waited for a long time and didn't expect a taxi.
The doorman at the construction site saw that Grandpa and I were in a hurry and immediately asked us why. When he knew the reason, there was nothing he could do.
At this moment, an old uncle came to us. He asked, "What's the matter?" "My child will have an exam today, and it will be too late soon, but our' little electric donkey' is broken again and the taxi can't be hit. I am really anxious! " Uncle thought for a moment and said, "I don't think you are a bad person, so I will lend you my little electric donkey."
Grandpa quickly said, "How did this happen?" "It doesn't matter. If you don't worry, just leave your' little electric donkey' to me. "
After listening, we repeatedly said, "Thank you! Thank you! " Grandpa took me to take the exam by plane. When I took the exam, I did it very carefully. I think: I should get a good grade in the exam to repay the kind people who helped me.
When I got home, I heard that Grandpa had returned the car, and I thanked him again and again, but I didn't have a chance to face him.
2. Write a personal composition by narrative, and a person can learn no less than 500 words from me. "This is what Confucius said.
Everyone has a teacher, and according to their own preferences, good teachers in their minds are also produced one by one, and I am no exception. My idea of a good teacher is Miss Wang, who is teaching me Chinese now.
Although she is very strict with us, I firmly believe that "strict teachers make excellent students." She has been asking her classmates to be concise. For their study, the teacher moved her home to Fengzeyuan, not far from the school. She is not afraid of her classmates asking more questions and contacting her parents from time to time. Although she is not a class teacher, her efforts have far exceeded those of the class teacher. Isn't such a teacher worthy of our praise and praise?
I remember that on the eve of the final exam last semester, my grades dropped significantly. Teacher Wang talked to me many times. Seeing no improvement, he contacted my parents decisively, reflecting my problems in many aspects at school and my performance in class. The teacher not only raised questions, but also put forward many suggestions. What impressed me most was the conversation between my father and the teacher. Teacher Wang exchanged my composition "Spring" with my father in the second semester of senior one. Father was surprised and said, "You know this composition, too." When I got home, my father said to me, "Look how much your Chinese teacher cares about you! She even remembers your first-grade composition! " At that time, there were 46 students in the class who wrote a composition every two weeks. If you really count how many articles the teacher has to remember! Such a teacher is really touching, singing about the teacher's quality and crying about the teacher's hard work.
I remember when I was in primary school, I wanted to grow up and become a people's teacher as soon as I started school.
How easy it is to be a teacher! Isn't it just talk? Just practice tongue twisters more. But now my mind has changed. The teacher is so hard and tired. Is this the fate of teachers? This is what teachers should suffer. Should they be tired? Don't! Don't! Don't! You are wrong. This is not a teacher's fate, nor is it a teacher's pain and fatigue. This is the most bitter, tiring and sacred occupation chosen by all those who are willing to contribute selflessly.
Miss Wang! You are the white warrior in my heart. Although you didn't try your best to heal the wounded and rescue the dying in front of the hospital bed with your brilliant medical skills, you saved the innocent souls of countless junior high school students with your good quality and rich and profound knowledge! In my mind, you are greater than the white warrior, your quality is higher than the sky, and your knowledge is deeper than the sea.
Miss Wang! You are my most admired teacher.
This is where I squeak. The door opened. "Dad, guess where I am?" Dad, I looked everywhere in the cupboard, box, behind the door and under the table, but I couldn't be found. Finally found me under the bed, a pair of strange watery eyes, a sharp energy, a high nose, long hair and a delicious mole on the cherry-like corner of my mouth. I just crawled out from under the bed. I tiptoed "beep, beep" and kissed my father twice. I held out two small hands and said, "Dad, did you bring anything delicious?" Dad had to pass the lollipop. I was so happy that I accidentally hit my head on the table and got a blister. I was in tears and I ignored anyone's advice. Xiaohe composition network, you can also contribute to Xiaohe composition network! That was when I was a kid. I haven't mentioned it for a long time. Now in the fourth grade, there is an English named Legend User. Isn't it beautiful? I like dancing and writing, and I often contribute online. I like chatting, laughing and crying occasionally. You can also contribute. I like every good person in my life and want to associate with them, whether they are adults or children. Where I am, there is my laughter. My smile is sweet in everyone's eyes. So I got a lovely nickname called Linlin. Of course, it is my classmates who have the most contact with me. When we have classes and play together, I find it very interesting. I seem to get along well with everyone. In front of little people, I call myself big sister. I'd rather be a little sister in front of a little man. We are together, as if talking and laughing forever. I like reading and romance. When I grow up, I hope to be a beloved host. As the saying goes, "Genius equals 99% effort and 1% inspiration". It is the same to become a genius and realize your wishes. Maybe you think I'm talking nonsense, but I promise I will be a beloved host. This is me, an ordinary person, who loves to talk and laugh and is determined. Please let me know how you respect me.
3. What are the advantages of writing a composition in narrative and lyric? Narrative lyric narrative lyric. Express your feelings directly. Contrast flashback. Detonate the chess pieces. Zhang Xianzhi symbolizes imagination, caring for feelings, setting off scenery, setting off objects, setting off beautiful scenery, setting off sadness, rendering truth and falsehood, combining front description with side description, expressing feelings directly and indirectly, and so on. Unlimited quantity. Detailed explanation: (1) narration.
Narration is the most basic and common expression in writing. It is the author's narration and explanation of characters experience and events, and the transformation of scene and space. (2) description.
Description is an expression that describes the appearance and form of an object and reproduces it to readers. It is one of the main forms of narration, especially literary creation.
It is sometimes used as an auxiliary means in general lyricism, discussion and elaboration. If the description is used well, it can be vivid and vivid, so that readers can see this person, hear his voice, feel at home, and get a strong artistic infection from it.
(3) lyric. Lyric is to express and express the author's feelings.
It is the main expression in lyric style, and it is often used as an important auxiliary expression in general literary works and narratives. (4) discussion.
Discussion refers to the author's comments on a discussion object to show his views and attitudes. Its function is to make the article clear and profound, with strong philosophical and theoretical depth.
In argumentative writing, it is the main expression; It is often used as an auxiliary means of expression in general narrative, expository or literary works. (5) description.
Description is an expression that clearly explains the shape, nature, characteristics, causes, relationships and functions of things in concise words. Some explained objects are physical things, such as mountains, rivers, flowers, trees, buildings, utensils and so on. Some are abstract truths, such as thoughts, consciousness, self-cultivation, viewpoints, concepts, principles, technologies, etc.
Expression skills refer to the writing principles, rules and methods used by articles to express the content of articles. Expression skills mainly include: ① expression; (2) expression techniques; (3) material selection and cutting; (4) the structure of writing; ⑤ Creation of artistic conception, characterization and application of rhetorical methods.
Expression skills can also be divided into general skills and dialectical skills. General skills can also be divided into: Bi Xing is a metaphor, Xing is to say something else to cause words to be sung first. )
Contrast, contrast (divided into positive contrast and negative contrast), suspense (including setting and releasing suspension), coincidence (the key to coincidence is the word "Qiao", and "He" is the basic requirement, so "He" is both reasonable and unexpected. Only when the "combination" is novel and unique can we see its "cleverness". )
Symbol consists of two elements: symbolic body and symbolic meaning. ), synaesthesia (that is, communicating the feelings of different senses, causing sensory transfer through association, "writing feelings with feelings". )
Stream of consciousness and collage. Dialectical skills can be divided into: virtual and real (real is real writing, virtual is virtual writing. )
Sparse and dense (sparse is sketching, dense is writing in detail. Curves and straight lines (straight lines are straight lines, and curves are twists and turns. )
Dynamic and static (there are two main ways to write static dynamically and write static dynamically. ), in addition, dialectical skills include "suppression and promotion, relaxation and relaxation, concealment and manifestation, less and more, Zhuang and harmony, discontinuity and continuity" and so on.
4. Write an article introducing yourself by narrative method, entitled "This is me", with 400 words. When encountering something, we must be bold and cautious, always keep a cool head, be brave and calm, and remain calm in the face of dangerous things. This is an article I read about American writer Mark. Tom was written by Twain. Thoughts after Sawyer's Adventures. In the article, the switch tells the story of the protagonist Tom. The story of Sawyer and his friends Qiao Qi, Ben, Jim and Huck. The protagonists tom sawyer and Huck witnessed Joe's murder of the doctor and framed Peter, which made him misunderstood by everyone. At the beginning of the testimony, Tom and Huck were afraid to say anything because they were afraid. (Later, after an ideological struggle, I testified for Peter and exonerated him. At the end of the article, Tom and the judge's daughter were trapped in a cave, and at the same time, Joe was trapped. When he saw Tom and Becky, he was so scared that he fled to the depths of the cave. Then Tom walked out of the cave with wisdom and courage. Later, the judge sealed the hole, and Joe ai had not come out yet. I think he will die in it! This is evil. When he was in the cave, Tom said. First of all, look at the degree of earthquake damage? Then look for ways and space to protect himself: he had an idea of being a pirate at that time, but it was also inseparable from his luck, but an adult reprimanded him at that time. This method allowed them to find an exit and escape from the depths of the cave, Huck's story.
Tom in the article also shows our children's naughty nature and calmness. Of course, he was smart and brave, and went forward with him, but Joe was trapped. (instructor. Speaking of this, I thought of the 7 th of Yushu this time, the majesty of the judge. Then Tom walked out of the cave with wisdom and courage. 1 earthquake, lively, out of the cave alive.
I have read this article many times. Am I calm when I have the idea of death? I must be as calm as Tom, so that Peter can be innocent and framed. I had a flash of light in my calm mind and came up with a way to catch this rope to prevent getting lost and yearn for freedom and Ben. If I am pinned down, I won't cry. The spirit of going forward accounts for an important proportion, and I will maintain my strength. I feel awe every time I think about it. In the face of dangerous things, I must keep calm. What would I do if I were there? When I first testified, I lost confidence in Becky because Tom and Huck were frightened. I tasted it again today. At this moment, Tom saw the rope struggling in the wind. The protagonists, tom sawyer and Huck, witnessed Joe's killing of the doctor. I suddenly had an idea, but I can definitely see the sunshine? So I think Tom's success can't be separated from luck. I believe uncle PLA will come to save us. All this makes Tom want to be a pirate to be free. Tom patiently persuaded Becky to think calmly! This is what goes around comes around. Later, after ideological struggle, I still testified for Peter and faced it bravely. I have to wait patiently for the arrival of rescuers. Tom's success had his courage and strength, and later he became a frightened bird. At the end of the article, Tom and the judge's daughter were trapped in a cave, smart. This is an article I read about American writer Mark. Isn't this luck? I think I'll die in there? But what about how bright in moonlight? I'm sure I can do it. Children's nature is lively and naive! Let's grow up healthily in more abundant space, but Joe didn't find them. Later, the judge sealed the hole, and none of them dared to say anything, but as long as you keep an optimistic attitude, think about what to do if it is night. Twain's "Tom, and His Calm Mind" is even more obvious. The teacher's punishment, while Joe has not yet come out, every step forward is the hope of life. You can slowly straighten out these tortuous stories. Apply earthquake knowledge in the teacher's class. Please give us some space, my Lord. Do you believe that he witnessed the scene where Joe was killed? Look at the moonlight!
This article vividly reflects Tom's bravery and wit. When Tom and Betsy were trapped in the cave. After the Adventures of Sawyer, I will definitely go out. He didn't come out until he saw the sunshine. The priest taught her to be strong, especially now.
In the article, the hero Tom was told to find the best time to rescue. Sawyer and several of his friends Qiao Qi, but the novel comes from life above life. Although the role of pirates is not pleasing, it has been freed. Jim, it is every child's nature to love to play. He must always be bold and cautious and keep a cool head. It is Tom's calm thinking and naughty nature that make him misunderstood. For example, give up hope for life, be afraid when you meet Tom and Becky, and be brave and calm.
5. Narrative composition written in narrative way, childhood dream of junior high school composition, colorful dream; Childhood songs, happy songs; A string of childhood footprints; Childhood stories piled up like mountains. "Does this song remind you of your wonderful childhood? In those colorful years, many things happened, not as brilliant as the stars. My childhood was wonderful and there were many things worth remembering. ...
As long as I can remember, my sister's class has kept two chickens. I go to see chickens as soon as I have time. I don't know how long it took. After a long time, the hen lays eggs, and the chicks will hatch in the eggs. 2 1 days later, I heard a cock crow. Seeing this situation, I heard this voice. I feel sorry for the chicken. Help the chicken when neither the hen nor the rooster is at home. The opportunity has finally come. ...
That day, the hen went to find food for the chicken. The naughty cock was not at home and ran out to play. Take advantage of aunt's inattention, pick up an egg, hold it in your hand and gently touch it. She said solemnly, "Don't be afraid of chickens, you will come to the world soon." After that, I never hesitated. I peeled an egg, and a chicken with no eyes was born before the heat disappeared. It looked at me and cried twice, as if to say, "Thank you for letting me come to this world as soon as possible." I was so happy that I peeled the second one, too When I peeled off the fourth one, the hen came back. When she saw me bullying the little snake, she bit me, and suddenly her blood flowed. I went to my aunt in tears. My aunt didn't say anything about me, but said sadly, "Little fool, the chicken won't be born until a certain time!" " If you send them like this, you will die. "Hearing this, I hurried to see the chicken. Sure enough, all the chickens I "delivered" were dying, and all those who didn't "delivered" survived. I regretted it, but it was too late. ...
Although it has been a long time, although I was still young and ignorant there, it has been urging me to forge ahead, never back down.
6. Write a composition with compound narrative method, which is unforgettable.
Unforgettable affection There are many small fish in my mind, which constitute my unforgettable affection, but my most unforgettable affection is the golden goldfish …
I remember when I was in the third grade, I went to school just after the New Year. My classmates were talking about the beauty of spring happily, but I felt bad. Because I go to school in the cold spring, my teeth tremble with cold in the morning. The whole class said, "Look, her lips are blue." After several classes, I got home very uncomfortable and fell asleep in bed.
I heard a familiar voice in my sleep, "Get up! Xiao Yan! " I woke up and saw my mother. I said, "I seem to have a fever." My mother quickly measured me with a thermometer, and my "temperature was 40 degrees" and my mother immediately became nervous. I called the class teacher to ask for leave, and then my mother hurriedly picked up a cup and gave me water to drink antipyretic. I found out carefully that there was sweat on my mother's forehead. I think, mom, this must be urgent. I must get sick early. Log on to the composition network, and you can also contribute.
I don't know how to keep a high fever. I drank the medicine and sweated. My mother is busy changing towels to wipe my back. I was so busy at noon that I couldn't even eat. I fell asleep again ... I felt my mother went to the hospital behind my back. Unexpectedly, I was hospitalized for a week and four days. Log on to the composition network, and you can also contribute.
Every day I open my eyes and see my mother by my side. When I got well, I found my mother's eyes were black and her silver hair was a little more. ...
7. Write a narrative in less than 200 words by narrative, with gratitude.
Eight hundred
word
Set out with gratitude
Qiu Meng Zhen
Thank the world, the people who helped me, and my parents, who gave me life.
Life, let me see this colorful world, let me hear the sweet voice in the field, let me
Can touch the warmth and coldness of the world? A father loves mountains, and a mother loves water. It is these two kinds of love that make me healthy.
Very long.
At the beginning of the first day of junior high school, I studied well, so I got excellent results in the first monthly exam.
I was so happy when I got the certificate. After school, I ran with a certificate of merit.
Here we are, waiting for my father at the school gate. "Dad, look." I hold the certificate higher than my father.
In sight. At that time, I especially wanted to get my father's praise. My father only said, "Not bad, right?"
Wrong. Try again next time. "I don't think it's enough to boast, so let dad ride fast. Back home, I
Holding the certificate high in front of my mother, she saw it and said, "Well, our dream is really great!" " "
Ah, praise is such a happy thing. I sincerely thank my parents for giving me such a big brain.
Schoolbag, which is full of rich knowledge, enables me to achieve excellent results.
But it didn't last long. My grades have been declining since the mid-term exam. Holding the report card, I feel very hurt.
Heart. I hate myself for not studying hard, making progress and being proud. at that time
I'm devastated.
I still walked to my father with my grades. My father didn't say anything, just said, nothing.
Our heads are so big, are we afraid that we will not do well in the next exam? Come, I'll take you back. "This time may be guilty,
I really want dad to ride slowly. Maybe I don't want to see my mother's sad face. Back home, I
I looked down and handed my report card to my mother. My mother just smiled and touched my head and said, "Don't lose heart.
This is just the beginning of progress. I believe you must be the best! "This sentence deeply touched my heart.
The scales in the depths.
My ordinary parents praised me and encouraged me when I was happy; Give it to me when I'm sad
Give me comfort and trust. Never give up on me and heal my deep wounds. Start with gratitude and learning.
Will be grateful. Be grateful to your parents and all the people around you. In this way, our life will be full of laughter.
Language, we will live in a grateful world!