Zhu Ziqing's Grade 8 composition of 300 words 1 spring still reverberates in our minds.
Looking at the vibrant green in the distance, will you feel something when you are still busy at this time?
Life is just a short moment, so why pursue so much fame and fortune?
This occupies a quarter of our lives, and it can really bring us infinite thinking.
March is the season when a hundred flowers blossom. Perhaps at this time in a gloomy city, you will always ignore the beauty of this world. April rain in Mao Mao will bring so-called "troubles".
Why don't you take a slow and mediocre job for a while?
Looking out of the window, we saw the beautiful scenery that we ignored countless times.
The most beautiful spring is only that short 90 days.
Feel the spring. Because it is always so energetic, it is different from hot summer, heavy and sad autumn and serious and cold winter.
I don't need to describe the beauty of spring-Mr. Zhu Ziqing's masterpiece has painted a picture of spring.
Do you feel anything at this time?
In the fresh and natural season, taking a deep breath is better than getting any fame and fortune in the world.
Remember, don't let the best quarter of your life leave you so lightly.
We had a fight that day,
I know you're doing it for my own good,
But I don't think I'm wrong;
I like to compare with my classmates,
I know that my online time is the least in my class;
I never play games online.
I know you're worried about my exam results,
Because my grades are not good.
I didn't do anything for you that day
I know that as long as I behave well,
As long as my grades go up,
Is the best gift I can give you.
Remember when I said "I love you" to you?
Now I say to you:
"Mom, I love you!"
Remember when you scolded me for watching TV introductions?
Do you know what I'm looking at?
My lover
Comments: When communicating with Qi Ming's mother, I often hear a word-"fierce", sometimes the mother is fierce and sometimes the daughter is fierce. Alas, look at this poem, everything is a misunderstanding! How can there be a one-night feud between mother and daughter? Please complete the following dialogue: "Mom, I love you!" " ""daughter, I love you! "
Since Bill Gates invented the computer, the network has developed day by day, and today's network has both advantages and disadvantages. Today, my book is about the Internet.
Network is a symbol of human progress. On the internet, you can look up information; Reading classics, there is no limit to China and the West; There is no distinction between ancient and modern times. Young people can receive early education online, so the internet can inspire young people to be polite and knowledgeable; Scholars can read ancient and modern classics, check Chinese and western cultures, solve doubts in class, and be people-oriented, so the Internet can make them more eager to learn; Adults can watch videos online, learn life skills, answer young people's doubts, watch news and understand current events. There is no difference between morning and evening, and the network can enrich their knowledge. Old people can learn how to keep fit, do Tai Chi and do aerobics online. Oh, that's the beauty of the internet!
The old man said, "the internet can also teach bad young people." However, scholars retort, "This is not true. Internet is a tool for young people to learn manners, knowledge, law-abiding and even foreign languages. The Internet is a wonderful thing. "
However, the Internet also has disadvantages. Internet surfers are called "Internet addicts". I play online games all day, or chat in communication. Sometimes I listen to famous songs and read novels, and I don't eat or sleep for a day. His relatives are worried that his body will be tired and his heart will rot, so he stays in Lacrimosa all day.
Even so, there are still people who don't regret it, and even go to prison again, ranging from two or three days to two or three years. Hey! At this time, the destruction of the network on its body and mind will eventually be regretted.
In a word, the Internet has both advantages and disadvantages. The scholar sat by the computer and said, "Oh, the advantages of using the Internet outweigh the disadvantages of giving it up." In my opinion, the benefits of using the internet will benefit people; On the contrary, it is destroyed by people.
After listening to the 300-word eighth-grade composition, there was good news in the delivery room-wow! That's it. It seems to tell the relatives who are waiting anxiously outside the door, "I am coming!" !
You see, under the low wall of the bamboo building, an old man is sitting on the swing chair, reposing his eyes, calm and peaceful.
Pink baby, hands and feet waving and kicking, naively looking at everything around, expressing his emotions and venting without cover.
The old man with white hair on his temples was sober, and his rough wrinkled hands were carefully hidden in his sleeves. People who have experienced countless ups and downs! His eyes always reveal that kind of look, and he just wants to taste it himself.
One is born, one is facing death, one is expecting and the other is waiting. I remember a wise man once said that the soul only goes in and out through the eyes. When you read it, you will know him. Perhaps, the contrast between childishness and profundity is too obvious and turbid. The sun rises and the sun sets. May they all have a pure heart.
I am a girl who has been looking for happiness. I didn't notice when happiness passed by me.
I tried to find it, but it slipped through my fingers. I was silent, it came, it came to me. Why don't I let it stay,
The pale moonlight shines on my face, and I am in a daze facing the night, with no friends and nothing. Is this called happiness? You lied to me, I was abandoned by God happily. I don't know if I'm wrong. Once, in my mind, there was an endless song, including you, me and him. I tried to dry my tears, but they came down again. I tried to forget myself, but the past reappeared. I'm hurt. I know forgetting is the best way to heal, but those unforgettable memories spread in my heart, and I am very painful, but I can't get rid of them. Let the dead go, don't think too much, don't ask too much, don't know too much.
Memory is like a wound that will never heal, but it is happy. Ferris wheel, my love, is the end of happiness. Once, happiness seemed to come. Me and you, together.
It's too late to cry now. When happiness comes, we must seize it. When happiness passed you by, it was all over.
Grasp happiness, don't wait for it to go before looking for it!
In the vague progress, I seem to see happiness again. I can't let happiness run away again!
Come on!
This is a night with few stars in a month. The breeze blew, the leaves swayed gently with the wind, and there were occasional crickets chirping in the grass, breaking the silence at night.
Looking up at the sky, the moon hangs like a disc in the clear night sky. The stars woke up, quietly lying in the arms of the clouds, closing their eyes and catnap. Through the night sky, I seem to see the beautiful Chang 'e sitting under the osmanthus tree with the jade rabbit in her arms, looking around at her relatives!
A dark cloud sneaked in and covered the bright moon with a gloomy body. The moon is unwilling to be lonely, but feels dejected and sighs silently.
When Feng Nv saw it, she felt sorry for her, blew a mouthful of fairy dust, and the dark clouds fled despondently. The moon poked its head out. Some dark clouds have no time to escape, so they have to hide quietly in a corner of the moon. Although they were embarrassed, they also added a bit of poetry to the sky.
When I think of poetry, I think of Su Shi's "Water Tune Song Tou" "When will there be a bright moon? Ask for wine from heaven. "
Ah! What a beautiful moonlit night!
Time passes through the cracks of fingers, drifting around like sand, passing through all kinds of people and things, and the walls of time are mottled with light and shadow. Two years, just a blink of an eye.
It's 20xx today, and it's only 1 year before graduation. How much have I learned by stopping in a hurry and looking at the past? How much was wasted? Admittedly, the result is not optimistic. As far as I can remember, I spent every day laughing and playing, and there were not many times when I really settled down to study. Suddenly I found myself like a balloon, inflated, floating and floating in the clouds. Sometimes, as long as the wind is strong, it is easy to be blown away. If the wind is weak, it will drop a little. Others are one step at a time, but I am drifting step by step. You can't blame others, only yourself for constantly inflating it.
Seeing that time was running out, I suddenly realized that I couldn't continue to float, could I? Yes, Wittgenstein said, "I walk on the ground and don't dance in the clouds."
20xx, in this brand-new year, I also want to change my face, walk calmly and embrace the morning sunshine. After all, time waits for no one.
Yes, I don't want to be a balloon anymore. I don't want to dance in the clouds anymore. I want to walk on the ground!
The rain in the four seasons is different. They each have their own characteristics.
The rain in spring is gentle. It always drips when it rains, and when it drips on my face, I always feel very comfortable, just like my mother's hand touching my face. There is another feature of spring rain, which can be described in one word, that is, "fine as a feather." The spring rain is thin, even the embroidery needle has been worn, and there is no feeling when it falls on the face. I just feel a little cold on my face when the wind blows.
The rain in summer comes quickly and violently. It always crackles when it comes down. As long as the sky is overcast and thunder rumbles, it will rain in an instant, but only for a while. After the rain, the sky will calm down and the weather will be cooler. This kind of rain is called a thunderstorm.
Autumn rain is cool, and it always crashes when it rains. When the autumn rain hits my face, I will have a little pain like drawing blood. Another feature of autumn rain is that there are many rainy days. Autumn rain usually lasts for a month, with a lot of rainfall.
The rain in winter is very cold. When the winter rain hits my face, I feel as painful as cutting my face with a cold knife. When raindrops fall to the ground, they always make a ticking sound. The rain in winter is still different. There is no expensive spring rain, no hearty summer rain, no lingering autumn rain. It's freezing, shivering with cold, and dancing a beautiful waltz with any wind in the sky.
I like the rain in four seasons.
A naive voice shouted in despair.
A miserable world appeared before our eyes.
Think of this scene
How can I stop crying?
The sun is shining and spring is blooming.
All this.
This wonderful life
It hasn't really spread out yet
With the last sound of heartbreak.
Then disappear.
This is just a moment in history.
Two world wars.
The pain brought to the whole world
How can we imagine?
We can imagine, we can't imagine.
But we know
War can only bring a dark tomorrow to the world.
War, cruel war
It is always around us.
How many people were displaced by the war?
How many people have suffered the loss of their loved ones?
Today, we are peaceful and sunny.
Deeply remember that painful history.
Stay away from war, don't fight
Cherish the happy and beautiful life now
Only peace-loving people join hands.
Stop the war, our home
In order to float a happy smile
Childhood fun is like bright pearls, some of which have faded, while others are still dazzling. One thing is still fresh in my mind.
During the winter vacation, I came to my grandmother's house. Grandma's house is in the mountainous area, and there are many caves on the hill next to the house. One day I went to the mountain to play and found some bats hanging upside down in a cave, so I wanted to play a prank to scare them. I took firecrackers out of my pocket, lit the fuse and threw them into the hole. Suddenly, the explosion of firecrackers and the echo in the cave were deafening. The bat immediately flew out in panic. Seeing this, I smiled proudly. However, I didn't expect a large group of bats in the depths of the cave to make a terrible "squeak" sound and fly out like bombers. I was shocked at once. I didn't expect bat shit to fall on my head and clothes like a bomb, giving off a stench. It's really "stealing chickens and not eating rice."
I immediately ran like a gust of wind to the stream below the mountain. However, it rained all night, and I accidentally fell down again. My nose was bleeding and I cried badly. I ran away while wiping my tears. When I ran to the stream and squatted down to wash my face, I found that my face reflected in the water was red, black and white, just like a painted face of Peking Opera, which was embarrassing.
Whenever I think of something, I can't help laughing. Childhood childlike interest has always accompanied me to grow up.