Creek wound
Shu Ting
In our brother and sister family, only my sister-in-law stayed in the city because she took care of her eldest daughter, and the other five were educated youths. Except for my husband who jumped the queue in another county, all four of us settled in a green basin in Shanghang County. Little sister and prospective brother-in-law face each other across the river.
River? In winter, you can jump on pebbles in shoes and socks. I happened to see a fat fish who was greedy for food and water and got stuck in a crack in the stone. My brother-in-law bowed his head and stole the fish. Educated youth pointed to a huge iron pot. The oil star had not been seen for a long time, and the circles were so rusty that the fish could not be fried. Moreover, there are more monks than fish, so my little sister has the face to make fish soup for us.
When the spring water overflowed, the river climbed up the two-finger wide bridge board and jokingly pressed it into a seesaw. My little sister runs to the window several times a day to see the river. The melancholy of my future brother-in-law is on the water side.
A few stone slabs in front of the door, walk two steps along the small dam made of gravel, and you will reach the middle of the river. In the morning, we wash our hands, rice and vegetables here. After work in the afternoon, organize a straw brush to hoe the board and shake the dustpan. The sweet potato in the dustpan is bright red, the radish is whisked and the mustard is vivid. After dinner, I took a bath, covered with wet hair, and went down to the river to wash my sweaty clothes. The educated youth of the neighboring team strummed their guitars at the bridge, and we sang over and over again: "My home is on the Songhua River in the northeast …", and there was our homesickness post station in the river.
This river is our refuge.
On the Mid-Autumn Festival, the team killed pigs, and we even got two Jin of meat. Go to the tofu room separately and cut a plate of tofu. The landlord will buy some green duck eggs and ask for a handful of onions. Everyone sat around and drank homemade glutinous rice wine for the holidays. Suddenly found that I don't know when one of us was missing.
I opened the small wooden door and strolled to the sunny terrace. I heard the discordant harmonica sound among the reeds by the river. The companion who came to the river to seek comfort just lost his father. In addition to mental injury, he also faces the cut-off of economic resources. From then on, he even had to carefully consider letters from home with 8 cents stamps.
We sat quietly beside him and stared at the river silently. At that time, I was younger than him and didn't know how to comfort people. In autumn, the river is unusually clear, as if it stands upright and blends with the clear air in the mountains. The river wind dripped on our foreheads through reed leaves, splashing waves as crystal as broken diamonds. His companion's mood lit up bit by bit, and fireflies shone in his eyes.
Only then do I know what it means to be cool at night like water and the moonlight like washing. How many years have passed, when we regard moon cakes as Mid-Autumn Festival and abandon the bright moon on the roof of high-rise buildings?
When cutting firewood in the deep mountains or going out to market, farmers always warn us: if we get lost, we just need to listen to the sound of water, find a mountain stream or a small river, and follow the direction of the water to find others. When I went across the mountains to find my classmates in a neighboring county alone, there were few people in ten or twenty miles. I only hear the gurgling sound of running water, sometimes under my feet, sometimes beside my shoulders, and sometimes at the bottom of the grass. Old friends come from both sources, which gives me courage and relieves my hardships and loneliness along the way.
Rivers are the birthplace of great national culture. Then the small rivers and streams should practice geomantic omen. When we went to the countryside to jump the queue, we were actually educated by the river. People born and raised on both sides of this river have shown us kindness, simplicity, happiness and freedom, which is just following this natural law.
With a faucet in his mouth, away from the river, he shrank invisibly and gradually lost his vitality. Because water is not just water.
Many years later, I returned to the river. The old landlord burned honeycomb coal, and the villagers all went to the newly dug well to fetch water to eat. The river is no longer "eyes like gods, eyebrows like green hills". Thin and dirty, like a wounded animal.
Is it too late to pray for forgiveness from the river?
Miao Dian zhi Jin
The river in the article is ordinary and ordinary, but the author read out the rich connotation contained in the river with a pair of eyes full of wisdom: the river is the cradle of love, the sustenance of life, the refuge of sadness, the source of happiness, and the river is also the carrier of cultural character. The river has been filtered by the author's thoughts, and the wonderful pen of flowers has aroused our endless worries: the river that used to be full of vitality has become dry, thin and filthy today, and it has reached the point of surviving. The changes and themes revealed during this period are clear at a glance. The end of the article is thought-provoking: in the face of the current situation of the river, is it too late to pray for forgiveness from now on? The full text has profound theme, profound artistic conception, meaningful language and lofty thought, which is worth learning.
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More than four hours have passed, and the work is finally over. When I cut off the last steel pipe and blocked the hole with the last bit of cement, my arm couldn't be lifted anymore. My eyes are blank and I don't know which direction to look. In a trance, I suddenly found that at my feet, more precisely, on the main road next to this building. I don't know when it stopped They all looked up at me so intently. Tears filled my eyes. I have mixed feelings, but I can't say a word or make an expression. I can only let tears crawl all over my cheeks. (Excerpted from the First Collection of Selected Works of Times and Literature, Thanksgiving)
You should light a few candles on a snowy night and listen to the language floating in the sky; How many poets are rising with the flame of inspiration, surging with artistic passion and singing the magnificence of "blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees"; How many painters are eager to try, but they can't draw the spirit of falling snow and whiteness; How many surging piano sounds are depicting the coming of spring with notes, but how can a dexterous hand pop up the beautiful rhyme of falling snow? How many vines are in bud in the dream, and every bud in bud is brewing the experience of spring; How many people love snow, imagine the scene of falling snow, joy is like rain, and wet hearts grow new green leaves; How many lovers should there be? Every snowflake has a blessing for love and life. (selected from Liu's "Falling Snow")
Cities are a double-edged sword. The commercial and cultural nature of modern cities, on the one hand, makes it weaken the shackles of families and families, and people gain greater freedom, equality and democracy; On the other hand, city people, especially big city people, tend to be more rational and utilitarian in their values. The principle of commercialization leads to the principle of interest-driven. The interpersonal relationship in a commercial city is basically an interest relationship, and the criteria for the change and transfer of interpersonal relationship are interest and money. The country's friendly smiling face began to become distant and vague in the city. As a result, people clearly felt the cruelty and impetuousness of the city. Many modern conveniences and global links in the city not only provide people with many opportunities to play their creative talents, but also bind people to the rapidly rotating gear of the social machine, unable to extricate themselves, exhausted and insensitive. (From Xiao Li's City and Country)
What is a mother? ..... Mother is a tired cup of Longjing. When you are weak, you only need a few mouthfuls to refresh yourself; My mother is a troubled pianist. When depressed, elegant melody wafts, and eyes turn green immediately; Mother is a quilt on winter nights. When you are shivering, intimate care and warmth let you sleep peacefully; Mother is a breeze in frustration. When you are frightened and sad, wipe away the sweat of anxiety and tidy up your messy thoughts for you; Mother is a crutch in trouble. When you fall, help you find the center of gravity and support a hopeful vilen; Mother is a clear spring in the desert. When you are thirsty and sick, just one drop will spread the rolling life Wang Yang in your heart; Mother is a flower in desolation. When you are lonely and depressed, take a look and smell, and your heart will be comfortable and you will not be lonely; Mother is a star in the dark. When you don't know the direction, a soft light guides you to take firm steps; Mother is a harbor in the voyage. When you are hit and injured, put your head on her arm, lick the wound, replenish energy and sail again ... Mother is synonymous with the most fragrant, greatest, warmest, most beautiful, most powerful and brightest in the world. (Excerpted from Peng's My Mother)
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Topic 1
Writing an essay on the theme of Unforgettable Holiday Life requires: write your own topic, not limited to style, about 800 words, and write it concretely and vividly.
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Chia Tang
July 2-Forced to work
I begged in front of my mother for two hours yesterday and didn't get a penny. That scene, when I think about it, makes me cry.
After careful consideration, I decided to learn to be independent. Early in the morning, I carefully put on the junior high school diploma that Zhang Gang got and slipped out of the house. Tell you, my cousin works as a business director in a big hotel, where waiters are badly needed. Height1.62m or above, junior high school education. I reached the standard!
July 5-devil training
It's only 7: 30, and the sun has risen so high! "Stand at attention and count off!" God, the noise is so loud that people really want to vomit blood and commit suicide. Oh, I forgot to tell you. Now I have entered the pre-job training. Everyone calls the instructor "gorilla" because he looks like a gorilla and is fierce all day. "Shh, keep your voice down!" My sister next to me pulled my skirt. As soon as he looked up, the gorilla began to train people again: "A little woman is a little woman, not to mention weakness, but also very delicate." No wonder Confucius said,' Only women are hard to raise'. " You have to have a conscience to be angry with me. Only two days after the pre-job training, three people suffered from heatstroke. Everyone stared at him. "If you are not convinced, you can go. You are too weak. What are you doing in the Jianghu? " The gorilla's words drove everyone away.
No pains, no gains.
Say goodbye to the hell of training, and finally have their own uniforms. Wearing that beautiful dress, the boss said "it's good to be young", which made me secretly happy for a long time. My job is called "waiter", in fact, I do some mechanical work such as "serving food and delivering water" in the kitchen and restaurant. However, I don't dislike it at all, because this job is what I want to do!
July 12- Swallow the evil soul
"Oh, how careless." A customer shouted at lunch. Actually, it's not my fault at all. When I sent a dish of "sparkling" to 13 dining table, her chair moved back and a glass of water was accidentally spilled on her. "Madam, I think you are also responsible ..." "You little girl, your customers don't understand God, and your quality is too low!" Before I finished, she began to curse. "I'm of low quality?" It's really hard for me to refute. Look at her, with her hands at her waist. What a bitch. At this time, my sister, the foreman who has a good relationship with me, came over and I was greeted like a savior. "Chia Tang, apologize to this lady!" The foreman doesn't care about my face at all. "I am really right!" "Yes, I want the guests to apologize." When I said the word "I'm sorry", the tears of injustice had already filled my eyes.
August 2nd-Happy Wage.
"The weather is really sunny, and there are beautiful scenery everywhere ..." In the morning, I couldn't help humming a tune. I got paid today and took 400 yuan for hard work. When I got home, I took out two brand-new bills and put them in my mother's hand. Looking at her cheerful energy, I can't help but sigh: "It's better to ask for money than to make money!"
Wonderful comments Holiday life is rich and colorful, the experience of working is similar, but the feelings are different. After the author's request for money from his mother was rejected, he had the idea of "learning to be independent". When the author got a salary reward after suffering, he generously gave "200 yuan money to her mother." This change skillfully shows the author's harvest and growth during the holiday. Writing in a diary truly reproduces the process of holiday work and life, with clear organization and smooth narration.
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The story behind the work.
Shen Lina
Probably because I worked as a waiter in a star-rated hotel for a few days, my value doubled in the eyes of my classmates. Facing the envious eyes of my friends, I always smile faintly. Who can understand the story behind working? I believe the following diary will bring you new feelings.
July 2-when I woke up.
Recently, there has been a "whirlwind of working" in the class. No, seven students found jobs four days after the summer vacation. Can such a thing be without me? Besides, my wallet has reached an emergency. Due to the busy farming, I successfully found a job in a hotel.
In the morning, I walked into this luxurious star hotel. The bright marble floor, the soft color music tea hall and the huge and luxurious hall hanging hall are all somewhat noble. I can't help feeling a little excited. What kind of work will the boss arrange for me? How nice the service lady at the current station is! Look at them, young and beautiful, full of energy; Maybe it's the waiter in the hall. Their graceful movements are always so attractive.
"ah! Girl, go to the kitchen to help first. " Suddenly a rude voice pulled me back from my dream. I came to the kitchen and looked at the dirty washbasin, but "people have to bow their heads under the eaves"! The worst is yet to come.
After work at noon, the "foreman" came to check the work and pointed to the bowl mountain I washed and said, "None of them are qualified!" I almost fainted on the spot.
July 13- Little things grind many people.
Because of yesterday's accident, my lie about "having work experience" was debunked, and then I was told to attend the training. I didn't expect the content of the training to be serving food. Although I despise this kind of thing, the foreman's stern eyes make me have no courage to refuse. What's hateful is that less than three minutes after the small plate was put in your hand, your hand began to tremble. The foreman was about to put down his plate and have a rest secretly, and he appeared in front of me like a ghost from time to time. "I can't stand this pain. It is better to go home and be your good girl! " Seeing her arrogance, I snorted unconvinced. If it is only ten minutes, I can't believe it! I've been close to home plate all day.
July 15- surfaced
After three days of "cold-faced killer" job training, I finally surfaced and became a hall attendant. I was so excited when I got the sky blue uniform. It feels good to wear that new pleated skirt and vest. Shuttle between the guests, when I exchange sincere smiles for the thanks of the guests, when I win the smiles of the guests with skillful actions, I taste the joy of working-a kind of sweetness exchanged for hard work and sweat.
One of the most important reasons why holiday jobs are favored by middle school students is "money", and the author of this article has not got rid of this mentality of working. However, when the author experienced "disillusionment" and "training from beginning to end", he had a new understanding of working, and he could taste a kind of "sweetness after hard work and sweat", which was a great ideological gain. The full text is structured by diary, and the subtitle summarizes the plot and the context is very clear.
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Tutor Qin bath
Can Chen
At the beginning of the holiday, Li Yi across the hall came into the room with a basket of fruit and said with a smile that she found me a "holiday worker"-helping my daughter Xiaoyu with her lessons and tutoring her daughter. Li Yi's proposal is really attractive. It not only solves my living expenses during the summer vacation, but also gives me a cup of delicious yogurt every day. As soon as I heard there was food, the word "good" blurted out from my itchy mouth.
In order to add a little mystery and majesty to my disciples, the first morning, I deliberately put on my seldom-used black glasses and showed up at Xiaoyu's door on time with a large stack of materials such as Problem Solving Skills in my hand. Because of the dark indoor light, I didn't notice the "situation" on the ground at all As a result, I stepped on the scattered glass ball and "knelt down", while my disciples watched me laugh for a long time.
Because of this, my first day of tutoring ended with a long series of laughter and my failure. On this day, I patiently explained that after all, I didn't arouse any "sympathy" from my disciples, and she didn't agree with me as a teacher.
When I dragged my tired body out of the gate, I secretly knocked on my back, but I was unwilling to think that my opponent was just a little girl in Grade One. How can I throw in the towel with a white flag in front of a seven-year-old girl? In addition, the attractive tutoring treatment is also stimulating me.
I couldn't conquer Xiaoyu with conventional tactics, so I thought about how to beat her.
The next day, I deliberately came to her house without any information-I put on an empty plan. Seeing her surprise, I knew that the fish had started to take the bait. When I took the candy out of my pocket, she was happier and more confused. Her saliva soon flowed to my mouth, and I turned a blind eye and shouted, "Play idioms solitaire today." I thought she was difficult, but her agility was far beyond my expectation. However, what excites me is that from that moment on, Xiaoyu began to accept me and acknowledge my teacher status.
On the third day, I moved the classroom to the front of the TV, enjoyed fascinating stories with her, finished my teaching task while watching TV, and learned while playing. The effect is good.
On the fourth day, I took her to the library and showed her so many children's newspapers and books for the first time ... Looking at her joy, I knew that I had conquered my students and my "tutoring career" had embarked on a smooth road. I couldn't help secretly enjoying myself.
On the fifth day, my teacher can give orders to my disciples at will. She is so happy that all the learning tasks I assigned can be completed. Because I not only feel the hardship of being a teacher from tutoring, but also feel that being a teacher can teach students well and make students accept themselves as a happy thing.
A few days ago, when friends got together, they all leaned in and stared at me like pandas: "Why are you so white?" I just laughed. I think it may be the reward of being a tutor during the holiday-the dozens of bottles of "yogurt" that Li Yi gave me began to work!
Wonderful comment "being a teacher in the teaching room" is an interesting job for middle school students, but it is not easy to do. The author expresses the truth he has learned by describing his holiday "cramming" experience in detail. The style of writing pays attention to detail description, proper selection of materials and interesting language. The antics of "falling in love with oneself" in the first counseling, "empty planning" in the second meeting, and "exulting in the heart" in the fourth day of conquering the apprentice are all filled with a strong breath of life. The article is tongue-tied, and the ending is more subtle and interesting.
Topic 2
Write an article on the topic of "an attempt", which combines narration with lyricism and discussion. Requirements: Specific description, sincere feelings, about 800 words.
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Unforgettable five hours
Zhao Jing
1 1:56
With a violent knock on the door, I suddenly woke up from my sleep. "What time is it? You are still sleeping!" The angry voice of the big head reached my ears, and then I remembered that today was the day I promised to work with him. Seeing that I was going to be late, I changed my old habit of procrastination and solved the work of dressing and washing in less than five minutes.
Holding a steamed bun in one hand and a teacup in the other, he ran to the "Sunshine Cafe" without even eating a bite.
13:56
It's been 1 hour for 28 minutes! In these 88 minutes, I have been standing at the door of the hall like a log to meet the guests. It's really hard to stand for so long for the first time. In fact, every time Miss Zhang, the head waiter, goes to the kitchen, other shop assistants will take the opportunity to sit down. Miss Zhang told me that if I really can't stand the first time I go to work, I can sit down, but I don't think I should sit down properly. I don't want to break the rules for fear of causing people's gossip. But the more tired I was, the more difficult it was. I finally gave in. Alas! I don't seem to feel anything when I stand. As soon as I sat down, I felt a sharp pain in my waist.
15:28
I began to worry about whether the coffee shop owner could pay the employees. No guest has been to my house since I entered the cabin and started working! Alas! It seems that this money is not so easy to earn.
Someone came and I was about to pick her up, but she stopped at the door. It turned out that she bought chicken legs at the door of the store. Someone else is coming. I was very interested and wanted to know him, but I bought chicken legs. I just turned back to the bar when the door creaked open. With the "welcome" of several big sisters, I know I finally have something to do. I took two cups of tea with a plate in my hand and delivered the tea to the guest's table with what I thought was beautiful footwork. I am so excited to see the smiles of several guests! The fatigue just now suddenly disappeared.
15:37
The store is very lively and there are more and more guests. When Miss Zhang came back from the kitchen inspection for the nth time, I suddenly found that her upturned corners of the mouth (commonly known as "smile") were gradually drooping. It turned out that a shop assistant was seen by her when she sat down. I'm worried about that petite waiter. Miss Zhang has called her backstage with majestic eyes.
I was curious, so I followed it quietly. I didn't expect teacher Zhang to give such a terrible lecture. Fortunately, I was experiencing life and didn't really go to work, otherwise I wouldn't be scolded to death. I can't help but get nervous when I think of the situation of standing and sitting just now, and I am even more surprised at the reprimand of "roll next time"