When I was a child, I often heard adults tell me that the world is constantly changing, all the things around you will not remain in the original state for life, at that time, I still do not understand too much, I just think it's strange, why all the things will be changed, and even become so that people can not be recognized at all.
It's like a face change in a movie. After a few years, I have understood, seem to have a little understanding, all things are developing, as if time keeps losing, although the development of fast and slow, but they will become different from before, this is the magic of development, but also to promote their continuous development of power.
When I grew up, I saw people and things coming and going around me, and the environment was constantly changing, so I fully understood the importance of development, take Hangzhou to say it. No, if you want to talk about the changes in Hangzhou, I'm afraid to say a few days and nights can not be said.
Or to narrow the scope, say Wen Er Road, a long not long, say short not short road it. I was told by my elders that about twenty years ago, there were not so many houses there, and most of them were farmland and cemeteries, which were very desolate.
Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, I can imagine what it was like. I grew up living in that area, and when I was an elementary school student, I walked there quite often because my school was close to my home. At that time, that road was much better than the original one, but at best, it was a small alley.
When the wind is blowing, the dust is flying, a fog in front of my eyes, and when it rains, it's not good enough to walk there, you have to wash your shoes, because the ground is like a layer of thick mud. Now there are about ten years of time has passed, Wen Er Road has completely changed a way, it is like a growing child, is showing its charm.
Although it can not be compared with the city center, but it is also a model, the roadside stores opened up, and then renovated again and again, the road has become wider, the car in the above to and fro, a four-way look. This is no longer the former Wen Er Road, which represents the most significant changes in the new century, representing Hangzhou is moving forward to a higher level.
Delighted, in the change. Changes in my hometown My hometown is a beautiful and beautiful mountain and poor and backward.
My home is hundreds of miles away from the city in the mountain valley. Before I went to high school, I had never been out of the embrace of the mountains.
To be honest, I have never been very concerned about the development or changes in my hometown. I didn't have that sense before high school, and I didn't have time to care after high school.
Even more than two years ago, I went to college in another country thousands of miles away, and I didn't bother to care. Because the pace of economic development in my hometown is so disappointing compared to the cities in the Pearl River Delta, I'm sad to mention it.
But to say that the hometown of the changes, I think we can perhaps do a simple, superficial summary: more money, people "lazy"; building high, dirty water. The spring breeze of reform until the late eighties seems to be blowing to our remote mountain village.
Before that, people in the village, men and women, young and old, have been working hard to make a living in the soil. But this land that we love so much has not given us much in return.
In addition to farming, there was not much other income in the village, and many people had skills and were able to work hard, but they did not have a place to show their skills. The last few years of the 1980s, people in the village no longer count on the land.
I heard that there is gold in the city outside the mountain, and they have gone out. Young people, middle-aged, skilled, unskilled, all want to go out to pick up some gold back.
They go is a year and a half, come back, although not full of gold and silver, always more than the soil planing out. So in the home rest on ten or twenty days and went out.
Most of the people who stayed in the village are old people and children. In the mid-1990s, even the teenage children in the classroom can not sit, many are crowded south of the working train.
The rural labor force is less, and the land that used to be so hard to open up is full of weeds again in a few years. In recent years, the paddy fields are also deserted many, planting is too hard, the family has money, who is still willing to ask for hard work? In the past, just a few days after the Spring Festival, the field will be busy figure.
Nowadays, it seems to be a shame to go to the field without the Lantern Festival. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I'd ever seen a kid in my life," he said! The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for the services you need.
In the past few years, the buildings in the village have been sprouting up from all corners of the country like bamboo shoots after the rain. The three-story, four-story, and some beautifully decorated exterior.
Even if it's just a one-story, it's not a building, but it looks much better than those mud brick houses. Indoor decoration is not to mention, smooth to illuminate the human shadow of the floor tiles ah, gorgeous wallpaper ...... is simply to take money to the wall, take money to the ground on the pavement.
That is, only brush on the white lime looks also much brighter, no longer like mud brick house as dark, depressing.
The water in the stream is getting dirtier and dirtier, but it's not as bad as it used to be.
In the past, we couldn't afford to use tap water, and the people in the village used to get their water from the creek that runs through the village. The first thing the village people did in the morning was to fill up their big water tanks with water for the rest of the day.
When we were young, we used to swim in the creek. We used to swim in the creek when we were young, and sometimes when we were thirsty, we would drink from the creek.
Now, not to mention the picking of the stream water for cooking, is to wash the vegetables to take home and then wash with tap water once or twice. In the summer, when we see the dirty water, we no longer have the urge to jump into it.
Fish swimming in the water is now not seen. There are all kinds of garbage everywhere in the stream and along the streamside. Some of those plastic bags have long been discolored, but they just won't melt away.
The villagers used to dump all the garbage into the stream, believing that the stream would take away the things they didn't need. Or they would pile it up in the open space in front of their door, and when it got too much, they would light a fire, and so the garbage went up in smoke as they talked and laughed about it.
It can be expected that in the future the life of the village people will be better and better, more and more money, the building will be higher and higher. The first thing you need to do is to get the money to pay for it. But will the water get dirtier and dirtier? The old generation is not happy with this kind of laziness of the village people.
But this is also a sign that life is getting better! The benefit is the future generation of the hometown. The water is getting dirtier and dirtier, and the children in the village are afraid that they have long been used to it.
They're not the ones who have suffered, are they? Changes in my hometown My hometown in Jiujiang, it is not the United States, although the prosperity of New York, there is no water on the sea port - Venice's splendor and colorful.
2. to "change" as the theme of writing a 500-word essay to praise the motherland as the theme, write a 500 wordsPraise song to you, China! We listen to the bells of the times under the starlight, we wait for the dawn of the dawn in the long night, how many times, we are upset, how many times we toss and turn, how many times ...... are for the growth of our great motherland - China! The great motherland, is anything can not be compared with it, she has nine million six hundred thousand square kilometers of mountains and rivers. Do not have to say that the majestic Mount Tai, Emei, do not have to say that the "landscape" of Guilin, quiet West Lake, alone the Yangtze River, the Yellow River, is enough to make every descendant of the Yellow River feel immense pride. Looking up at the sky, the stars of history are still shining! Our China is ancient and great, our China is magnificent and eternal! Cai Lun wrote her wisdom on paper, her compass spun her direction, she returned to peace again and again under the shadow of the sword, and in the midst of spiritual calamities, she burned herself again and again to regain her life. The trampling of the invaders did not scare you, from the Opium War to the July 7th Incident, the tenacious patriots fought to the death to save the country, so that our great motherland stood up again. Twenty-five thousand miles of the Long March, creating a miracle on earth for the ages, so that the fate of ancient China's boat to the other side of the shore of victory. 2008 passed the day and month, is the motherland through the trials and tribulations of the day. Snowstorms, 5?12 Wenchuan earthquake, "tainted milk" event ...... one after another natural and man-made disasters, the motherland is enduring the pain, but also for those who left the sons and daughters of tears, heartache. But the motherland is still standing, a civilized history of five thousand years of China still stands in the east of the world! Disasters and calamities can move mountains, block rivers, destroy our beautiful homes, and make us lose our kind relatives. However, we can not shake our strong will, can not crush the backbone of our great motherland, our great motherland is still strong! We are still constantly struggling and innovation, in 2008, Shenzhou VII manned space satellite, China's first moon satellite "Chang'e I" successfully launched into space, Shenzhou VII flying walk in space, and returned successfully; the millennium of the children of the Yellow Emperor's dream of running to the moon has become a reality! The Chinese astronauts have made their motherland a space science and technology powerhouse in the course of exploration! In the much-anticipated 2008 Beijing Olympic Games, our sportsmen and women won 51 gold medals and 100 medals, ranking first in the gold medal list. It is the first Asian country to top the gold medal list in Olympic history. All this is a testimony to our great motherland in the continuous strengthening. Our great country has gone through 60 spring and autumn, recalling the fire years, we have had suffering, we have experienced trials and tribulations, we have had a bitter pursuit, but we have survived; we have had dreams, we have had great ambition, we have had countless joys and joys, we have experienced. We are proud to have a defiant and courageous nation, we are proud to have a great motherland - China.
3. Seek a composition with the title "Change"Change
My hometown has beautiful mountains and rivers, and humanities. Now is the golden season, as the so-called golden wind, melons and fruits, refreshing and slightly fragrant air will chip away all your fatigue.
Listened to his grandfather said, in the era of cutting the tail of capitalism, due to the influence of the extreme left line, the production of a single species, the villagers live by the day to eat, life are not rich, and some can not even solve the problem of food and clothing ......
But now the hometown has undergone a sea change. The party's rich policy greatly encouraged the farmers' enthusiasm for production, the villagers vigorously develop the pillar industry of fruit trees, in the *** help to establish a number of apple, grape production base. Once into the orchard, we saw a bumper harvest scene. Apple tired branches, the bright colors, so that I as if into a colorful temple, where the side of the hidden beads contain jade, dazzling, as if countless fairies are singing and dancing, competing for beauty, the breeze blew, refreshing. Farmers are busy picking apples, the face shows the joy of harvest. Boxed and packaged apples piled up, soon they will be loaded into trucks to be exported to the province and beyond. Grapes are many kinds of terraces on the hillside, dense branches and leaves to the four sides of the unfolding, to set up a green pergola, grapes in a large bunch of bunches in the green leaves underneath the cover, crystal clear, amusing.
The construction of new rural areas is changing rapidly, the village road all hardened, a neatly arranged, freshly painted small house rose, private cars, motorcycles, electric cars, tricycles endless flow. Villagers' activity centers and fitness squares are fully equipped. Villagers have refrigerators, color TVs, DVDs, washing machines, telephones, and new furniture that they would not have dared to think of thirty years ago, all of which are available in today's farmhouses. Especially the hometown school, the changes are incredible, in the teaching building both spacious and bright classrooms, teachers are using modern multimedia equipment to the students, from time to time on the projector there will be some of both teaching-related and can stimulate students' interest in learning the picture, fully mobilized the students' desire to learn. Then look at the microcomputer room, the students in the teacher's guidance is hungry to learn computer knowledge.
Talking about the changes in their hometowns over the years, the villagers unanimously praised the party's policy. Especially since the clarion call of the Western Development, the party's policy of enrichment greatly encouraged the farmers' enthusiasm for production, the villagers vigorously developed the fruit tree pillar industry. After several years of struggle, finally the whole village people embarked on the road to prosperity. Especially in the rural infrastructure has been a great improvement, not only on the tap water, but also said goodbye to the sunny days, rainy days, all covered in mud of the past, the past adobe houses are also brand-new brick houses and small buildings instead. I firmly believe that with the good policies of reform and opening up, my hometown will be even better tomorrow! Maiji district economic and social sustained full speed development of the good momentum will be more brilliant!
In short, the hometown with a word to describe - change
4. to "change" as the topic, write a 600-word essayI learned to be grateful
March 16, my life in a can not forget the day, make me a day of the heart.
All of us entered this special thanksgiving activity in a song called "Grateful Heart". Accompanied by such a rhythm, my heart somehow pumped, I suddenly became despondent, I thought I was numb to this scenario, but my heart slowly sank, getting heavier and heavier.
Prof. Yang was on the stage talking about a touching story, he said: "When others give you a little help, even an eraser, a pen, a meal, you will be very touched, very grateful, and think that he is the one who is the best for you. However, our parents raised us to adulthood, how much rice have we eaten from them? How much money did they spend? How much energy did they spend? Have we ever thanked them for all this? Do you think that this is deserved?
Prof. Yang's staccato tone made the students around me sob uncontrollably. But I didn't cry, I used the cold loneliness of my heart, built a solid wall to my heart, not let those words that can make the heart soften touch my heart. The expression on my face is still cold and lonely, but in a small corner of my heart, it is surging, what is loaded there? Is it aggression? No. Is it resentment? Neither. Is a sapling that is becoming a new life, it is a tender green in my inner becoming a new life, which is labeled --- gratitude.
"Gratitude"? Is there such a thing as "gratitude" in my heart? Perhaps my heart is also a grateful heart. And it's still growing, it's so strong. The corner it occupies is slowly getting bigger. The wall of loneliness melted away until the sapling took over my whole heart. The cold loneliness melted into small rivers - tears. The tears came out of my eyes and slowly ran down my face, taking away all my stubbornness. The tears flowed over the edge of my mouth and gradually trickled into my mouth. I tasted the bitterness, the hard work of my parents in raising me to adulthood and so on.
My heart was jerked hard. Why is it that I have not realized how good my parents are to me until now? It's not too late to find out. The crystal tears fell to the ground. It was the first tear I shed in gratitude. It watered the sapling inside me and made it into a big tree. It bore the fruit of repaying my parents for their kindness and all the kindness they have shown me.
Listening to those touching deeds, I was even more sad to the extreme. Think of some of the things that happened to myself and my mom in the past.
I remember once, just because the picky eater always refused to eat, said that my mother did not cook the food, and argued with the good, my mother said a few words to me. I was so angry that I slammed the rice bowl. Mom looked at the spilled rice, burst out in anger, picked up a whip and beat me severely. I fled the house but was caught back by my mom, I didn't cry, I just glared at her. I remember very clearly that my mom's eyes were wide open at the time and she was surprised. At the time, I just thought my mom was intimidated by my behavior.
In retrospect, I really hate myself for being so ignorant, and for having learned from my childhood that "every grain is bitter". Why did I break my parents' hearts? After listening to Professor Yang's class, I realized the meaning of my mother's eyes --- sour, pain, anxiety, and pity.
Things didn't work out that way, and I even had a worse idea--death. I wanted to *** my parents by hurting myself and making them regret it for the rest of their lives. But it turned out not to be that path. I took another path, which was not to study well and was slutty, never caring about how my parents felt about me.
Now, after listening to Prof. Yang's class, I really want to pinch off a piece of my own flesh, not to get back at my parents, but to atone for my own behavior. I really feel shameful that I had this kind of thinking at that time. Our parents give us life, which is the greatest favor to us, how can we hurt ourselves and indirectly hurt our parents?
Now I have to study hard as my parents want me to do, in order to make my heart balance. I will cultivate the sapling of gratitude in my heart for my parents for the sake of those who have helped me, and even for everyone, so that it grows into a big tree.
5. to "change" as the topic, write a compositionto "change" as the topic, write a narrative of not less than 800 words
mother - meteor
Daqing a high school class 12 Li Jiaqi
Once upon a time, I did not have to think about my mother's silhouette, the words, the sentence outline, the words, the words, the words, the words, the words, the words, the words. The outline of a sentence, the depiction of every move, at this time is still clear.
Sixteen years, I have not been so moved as at this moment, their mother for their own labor for sixteen years without a return, in the face of this examination, her heart I do not know how many sharp cuts. She changed, not as young as before, because of the passage of time, she changed, the gaze is not as clear as in the past, because the life towards the end, she changed, silver white hair drove away black, because of the scratches of the years ...... I do not know how many changes, I do not know how many of the past, the love of the son of the love of the depth of the love of the son will always be so solidly penetrating.
Mother's culture is not high but will always reason with me, I'm big, mother's words are less, I do not feel that affectionate, but I know that there are people behind the support. Mother loves to eat, always mouth is not idle, I'm older, mother in my eyes also thin, I do not feel the mother's vitality and vigor, but I know that their own body extraordinarily healthy ...... I feel that the mother's change is far more than that, because I grow, perhaps she will change more.
As a child, I was immersed in the perfect family, because there is joy present, and now, from the bleak eyes I see the hope and helplessness. Father's alcoholism mother is very sad, because the wine has lost the father's nature, the mother is therefore silent, not much to talk to the father, recalling the past life, the mother's tear stains but clearly visible ...... After all, the heart is not iron, my grades, the father's alcoholic character, so that could have been happy she could not get perfect, my heart Non-stop swinging ......
Tears, salty, is it remorse? Or is it sympathy for the mother, too much change, too little sense, and how to mention the word mother?
When I was a child, a cordial "mom", a little older, simple "mom", and now, "old lady". Everything has changed, mother's short, mother's hair thin vegetables, mother's words are silent, but only that helpless age has risen.
Love, warm, devotion, care, that love has not changed, that love will not leave me.
Life as a meteor slipped through the traces, and the traces are my mother's smile on my face. The spring breeze, is the mother gave me the tenderness, will not be a little long and will not change. The cold wind, is my mother gave me the strong, not wall oar destruction, will not change.
Mother, true love is unchanged, leaving traces of unchanged ...... meteors slipped through, mother smiled at the end.
6. Please write an essay on the topic of "I'm changing", about six hundred wordsI'm changing with the bell ringing again and again, I'm getting closer and closer to that time. When the last song of the end of the class ringing in my ears, I used all my strength to pick up my schoolbag, carrying a bag of heavy attachment, step by step to leave my elementary school. Day and month like a shuttle, six years of time hastily crossed, I seriously savor the taste of parting, whether it is the joy of success, or the pain of failure, as if it were yesterday. I looked at a childhood photo, the corners of my mouth can not help but gently raised, once I was a clueless and ignorant me; once I was a childish and ridiculous me; once I was a carefree me. Just when I was innocent and lively, just when I was well-behaved and loved, just when the last class *** sounded, I have said goodbye to my childhood. Looking back, looking forward to the future, but what is the future that awaits me? Confused, because I do not know what will happen tomorrow, I thought: the outside world is very big, I can not always be confined to that small place of attachment, a new life is still waiting for me, the reality may be very cruel, or even better, which is often difficult to predict, but tomorrow will always come, no matter what, I have to smile to face the future. So I looked at the new campus, new teachers, a new face, I heard the first lesson of middle school *** . I was no longer a child playing with a shovel, but an adolescent "adult". I was no longer the child who shook his head and gulped down the words: "The moonlight before the bed is frost on the ground", I became a researcher and explorer of mysteries. Someone once said: "The longer a person lives, the more colorful life is." I want to cherish the good time now, I want to work together with my classmates, together to achieve our goals. Put their own share of power, into the collective, with cohesion and team spirit, I will go out of every solid step. Now all the efforts, only for a better tomorrow, go.
7. Write "- changed" as the theme of the essayI changed "grow up" is the original dream of every person, everyone learns to grow up on the road of life, to get the most beautiful memories and benefits, grow up on the road to make people benefit a lot, grow up really! The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Then let me step into growing up - this beautiful dream. When I was small, no matter what problems I encountered, no matter what, I went to my mom or dad, and I would never think of going to the right place by myself. I used to have one thing that gave my mom a headache - writing homework is particularly dilly-dallying.
I write homework is always something, a moment "Mom, I'm thirsty. "Mom immediately put a glass of water in front of me.
A moment later, I heard me shout: "Mom, I'm hungry." Mom brought the pastries over again.
"Mom, I need to go to the bathroom." "Go ahead."
Mom said helplessly. Half an hour had passed and I hadn't written a word of my homework.
"I really can't do anything about you." Mom said angrily.
After finishing my homework, I threw my workbook to my mom to check and ran off to play by myself. "Ouch! Can you be more serious?" I brought the workbook over and saw that it was all because I was sloppy and did it wrong.
I was embarrassed that I made so many mistakes. But I'm not the same as I used to be, I've changed so much.
I don't dawdle in my homework anymore. Now when I get home, the first thing I do is write my homework, and I write very attentively.
At first, my mom was very uncomfortable, and often came in to see me, worried that I was dawdling, when she came in and saw that I was seriously writing homework, my mom smiled happily. Just in that moment, I grew up, I can proudly say to myself, "I grew up!" .