When we write an essay, we should stick to the theme and write around the central meaning in order to write a good essay. The following is my collection of essays on writing around the center of the meaning of writing (generic 13). I hope it can help you.
Writing essays around the central meaning Article 1
Repentance
The summer sun like a furnace scorching the earth, the classroom is stuffy to make people panic, and such a weather is so annoying that people do not want to think. In the classroom, some students are writing homework, some students fan the paper blocks on the ground, and some are chasing and fooling around ......
A question to me difficult to stop, think for half a day, can not find the solution to the problem. As the saying goes, "three ignorant cobblers, top a Zhu Geliang", I found a few students to discuss together. Ten minutes passed, I finally in the noise of the discussion pulled out the solution to this problem. I was excited to play in the sketchbook to calculate once, is right! I was so happy that I wrote the answer to this question neatly in my math book.
A short while later, my good friend Aixi Chen came over with a math book, she pointed to the headache of the math problem just now, and asked: "I heard you figured it out, what's your answer?" I replied confidently, "Of course, I had to work hard to do it, and the answer is 27.""I figured it out too, it should be 36," retorted Elsie Chen. Afterwards, she took a pen and explained her thoughts on my sketchbook, so I was completely caught up in her thoughts, and she talked as if there were no cracks in her head, could it be that I was wrong? "Surely you are wrong!" Chen Aixi said with great certainty. I lost all confidence in my own thinking. I picked up the correction fluid to erase the answer I had just managed to come up with, wrote Chen Aixi's answer, and handed it to the teacher.
In the afternoon class, the teacher handed out the book - 36 is wrong? The teacher explained my original thinking, and it turned out that my answer was right! How I regret to change to someone else's answer ah! But there is no medicine for regret in this world!
Writing Essays Around the Central Meaning Part 2
Warmth
The bus stop where I go to school every day is mediocre, but there is an old man whose warmth and kindness are unforgettable. He - is the old man who is volunteering at the bus stop!
One morning last winter, everyone went to school and went to work. People were rushing to the station one after another, waiting to take the bus. And that day the bus stop didn't seem to be the same as usual, with a large area of snow and ice around it and water everywhere. Because the bus stop sign has just been refreshed, so the paint splattered on the ground, everywhere, let a person feel very uncomfortable, so everyone is talking, but no one to take the initiative to wipe clean, at this time, the station volunteers in the old man came over, took off his gloves, the side with a side of the snow to clean the paint on the platform while the hands of the gas, so cold days, the old man in order to let others have a good environment and their own risk of cold! The first thing you need to do is to clean up the station sign. At that time, we all have to praise the master, but also are ashamed to lower their heads, but at this time I, the heart is very warm!
The warmth that the old man brought to me was not only this, but there was also one thing that was y imprinted in my mind, so that I could not forget.
One morning, I got up late, a look at the table, has been 7:00, I'll eat as fast as possible, backpack darted out of the house, and thought about catching the usual sit on that bus, almost to the bus stop, but the bus has arrived, I took advantage of the passengers on the bus to catch the time to run over, only to see the bus door slowly closed. The old man saw me rushing over, so he hurriedly said to the driver, "Master, open the door, open the door, this little girl hasn't gotten on the bus yet!" I got on the bus as I wished, and hurriedly thanked the grandfather.
Warmth is like a warm sun in the winter, warming me, warmth is like a butterfly in the flowers, embellishing our lives, this old man is like a lighthouse in the storm, a warm sun in the winter, guiding me, rendering me, giving me strength!
Around the central meaning of writing essays article 3
盼
"The world is only good for mothers, there is a mother's child like a piece of treasure?" This is a children's song that I have heard since I was a child, and how happy is a child with a mother in the song! But my mom is far away from home, alas!
Looking forward to the stars, looking forward to the moon, finally waiting for the New Year. This day can be said to be my happiest day, because my mom said she is coming back. It's been three years since I saw her, I don't know if she's gotten fat or skinny, anyway, I'm very excited at the thought of seeing her soon.
Early in the morning, I got up and dressed myself up, ready to show my best side to my mom. Aunt took a look, "Oops, it's still early, your mom will have to come back at night." "Soldiers don't fight unprepared battles." I said with a care in the world, after dressing up, I was a bit confused. I didn't know what to do. Watching TV? No fun. Homework? Finished. Eventually, I sat down in front of the window and started to stare. I wondered: what should I say when I see her? Should I say hello first? Or a hug first
It was noon, I had just finished my nap, and as soon as I came out of my bedroom, I saw my great-aunt looking less than happy. "What's wrong, my mom's not coming home again?" "No." "Then what's wrong with you?" "Nothing." Seeing that my great-aunt was getting impatient, I stopped pursuing the matter. "Jiang Xiao!?" Great Aunt was calling Great Auntie's husband. "Huh?" "It's okay." This conversation made me unusually confused, but I didn't think much of it, I just felt that time was passing so slowly that grass was growing on my head.
"My mom what time is she arriving?" I asked eagerly. "Ten o'clock!" My great-aunt's husband said. A little while later, I went to ask my sister-in-law again, but she said, "Eleven o'clock, I think? I forgot." "Great-auntie's husband said ten o'clock." "Oh! Yes, yes, yes, it's ten o'clock." I was a little uneasy when I heard that, I had to get a word in edgewise. "We have to go out for a bit, you watch the house." "This?" I was helpless, feeling like a watchdog.
It was 9pm and I thought to myself, "Soon, soon. I'm about to meet my mom." I waited anxiously, and eventually I was already reading the seconds.
"It's time, let's go." "Uh-huh," my great-auntie's voice was extraordinarily small. "Where's great-auntie?" "She's not going," "Oh!" On the road, I felt that my great-aunt's husband was driving extraordinarily slowly today. "Can you go faster?" "Any faster and you'll be speeding." I looked out the window and counted the sheep anxiously in my mind.
When I got to the train station, I stared at everyone walking out. I was so dazzled by what I saw that I even misrecognized people a few times. Time passed, from the station out of the people less and less, I never saw her shadow. I shouted, "Liu Ling Shuang! I'm not sure if you're a good person, but I'm a good person. ......" but no one responded. At this time my phone rang, is my mom called. I don't dare to answer, I can't believe it, but I still answered the phone, the phone came from the other side of the sobbing voice, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" I hung up straight away, I was so disappointed. "Come home." My great aunt's husband said to me tentatively. "Uh-huh."
The next morning, my head lifted from my wet pillow, it was a new day, a new year. Because in 364 days, I would see her again.
Writing Essays Around the Central Meaning Part 4
Regret
Memories are like a small box, which is colorful and fancy, some of which flash past your eyes, some of which make you frustrated, some of which make you laugh, and some of which are etched in your mind and regretted for the rest of your life ... ... any one of them, always let me be able to gain a lot.
It was a sunny morning, I went to buy walnuts with my mom, mom pulled me to a walnut store, mom put me aside, talk to your aunt. I played in the side, playing, playing, the heart of the emergence of an evil idea of a "steal", I thought: "Even if you take a will not be how it! I thought to myself: "Even if I take one, it won't do any harm, and it's also a way to taste whether the walnuts are good or not, but my teacher said that I should be an honest person! What should I do? ..." In the end, this idea is still realized, my hand pick a walnut into the pocket, hurry to have finished buying walnuts to the mother that ran out of the walnut store, I seem to feel the heart raised in the throat, my mother suddenly found my bulging pockets, asked me: "What's in there? " I was ashamed to whisper: "walnuts", I lowered my head, do not dare to look at my mother again, suddenly, a slap towards me, I was instantly blinded, my brain is blank, the walnut quietly lying in my pocket, with a hand touch, cold to the bone, then mom immediately pulled me to run over. Later, I already do not remember the scene, only remember my mother's repeated apologies and walnut store aunt said: "It's okay", I do not even know how to get out of the door ...... There was also a time, I went to the Botanical Gardens with my mother and my good friend to skate, his technology is very good, but I'm different, but also have to let my mom pull, he sped up in a very wide field, I'm particularly envious, but also like his appearance skating up, at first skating can be, but to the corner of the corner on the not work, a minuscule stone so that I fell down ......
Get up when I'm already in the hospital bed, only to hear the sound of my mother crying from time to time and the sound of the thread of the stitches, I lay in bed, the pain in my body and my mother's worried look can not help but make me leave tears of remorse.
A "regret" word, will make you regret the past, yearning for the future, only "regret", in order to succeed, regret is the accumulation of experience, is the mother of success, only efforts, in order to make the vision into reality!
Around the center of the meaning of writing essays article 5
Warm
The window blew a gust of wind, and all of a sudden, the rain was pouring. The entrance to the school had long been surrounded by parents with umbrellas. One by one, my classmates were picked up by their parents, leaving me alone. I was alone in front of the duty room at the school gate, waiting for my mom to give me an umbrella.
The rain got heavier and heavier, with no intention of stopping. The rain slammed down drop by drop, pounding my heartstrings. Suddenly, a person in a cotton jacket came in the milky rain mist, and it turned out to be mom.
"Waiting anxiously, right, all because of mom, came too late!" Mom looked self-blaming. "It's okay!" I'm glad my mom took the time to pick me up.
Suddenly, I noticed that my mom had only one umbrella in her hand. In such a heavy rain, only one umbrella can't cover two people at all! Mom seemed to read my mind, said, "It's okay, we two make do!" It turns out, mom is directly from the factory over to pick me up, she only has an umbrella.
After walking for a while, my mom found my hair and school bag are wet, she worried and said: "How to wet your hair? What if you catch a cold? This umbrella for you to play it." Said then shoved the umbrella into my hand. Mom took off her jacket and put it on her head, and said to me with a smile, "Mom is fine, look, mom also has an 'umbrella'!"
With this umbrella, my feelings are particularly complex, there is worry, there is guilt, there is also touched, but I clearly also feel a kind of warmth - as the sun shines - warm!
Write an essay around the central meaning of the article 6
Warm
In our lives, there are many things that warm the hearts of the people, it is like a blazing fire, so that people's hearts are no longer cold. Warmth is everywhere in the world, and everyone can experience the brightness that warmth brings.
On a Sunday afternoon, I happened to pass by the entrance to a park, saw a grandmother somehow suddenly fainted on the ground, the body is still trembling, mouth shouting: "medicine, medicine in the bag ......." Her appearance is very pitiful, but everyone is afraid to go over to find her medicine, feed her into the mouth Some people may be because of the fear that she is a liar, there are some people may be because of the fear that she touched the porcelain, afraid of this grandmother said it is their own that they said they knocked it down. Just then, an uncle rushed out from the crowd, he ran to the grandmother and asked, "Where is the medicine?" The grandmother strained to lift a finger and pointed to the bag with all her might, and that uncle immediately rummaged through the bag, and finally he found a small bottle. He asked again, "Is this it?" The grandmother said, "Yes, that's the one." The uncle immediately put the medicine into her mouth and gave her a sip of water. The grandmother was well after a while after taking the medicine. She said to the uncle, "Thank you, young man," said out of his pocket a few 100 yuan, the uncle quickly shook his head and hurriedly ran to the far side.
In the bus, we can also see the figure of warmth from time to time. Last time I took the bus, because it is the rush hour, people are really too much, even my child was squeezed "rolled everywhere", when I was about to be squeezed to death, the car on a person, she seems to be where it is uncomfortable, has been holding the stomach, but there is no one to give her a seat, I was anxious for her. Suddenly a man stood up and gave up his seat, the stomach ache of the person hastily said thank you, give up the seat of the person said, "It's okay, we all help each other."
In a harsh winter street, there is a shirt full of bearded beggars, sitting in the corner shivering, in front of a box, obviously used to beg for money. But everyone walked past with their heads held high and did not look at him, until a man dressed in ordinary stopped, put two 100 dollars inside, and gave the beggar a sentence: "Try to use your hands to get rich!"
There are many other stories about warmth in life that happen in our lives, so let's spread the warmth together and let more people feel the brightness of warmth.
Writing Essays Around the Central Meaning Part 7
"Jingling", the alarm clock rang, the little girl got up and turned off the alarm clock. She got dressed and looked out the window at the square, the ground was wet because it had rained all night last night.
The little girl picked up the calendar by the window, and yes, that's right, today is May 29th. The little girl had been looking forward to this day for a long time! About a month ago, she circled this special day with a red watercolor marker as a reminder. The little girl stretched, yawned, and looked out the window again, although the weather was not good, and there was no beautiful rainbow, but it did not affect her beautiful mood.
It turns out that today is her birthday, and she is excited at the thought of receiving all kinds of gifts. You see, she danced happily in the house, as happy as a bird flying up to the sky.
The little girl's heart was so warm that she could not contain her excitement and ran to her mom, "Mom mom, do you know what day today is?" "Go go go, I'm busy!" Mom was busy making breakfast at that moment. The little girl left the kitchen in frustration.
In the living room, her sister was doing her homework. The little girl came to her sister: "Sister, do you know what day today is?" The sister was full of questions: "What day oh, Children's Day?" The little girl was a bit angry: "Children's Day is June 1, there are still a few days!" "What day is it then?" The sister just did her homework and ignored her. The little girl ran away in anger.
In the afternoon, when she was playing in the neighborhood, she ran into the three little friends with whom she played the closest. She asked the three little friends again, "Do you know what day today is?" But none of them knew what day it was.
It was time to go home for dinner, but the little girl was still angry. She opened the door to her room, and it was pitch black in the house. Suddenly, there was a fire dancing in the living room. "Happy Birthday!" What a familiar voice, mom, sister, and friends are there. "Honey, Mommy knitted you a scarf." "I wouldn't have used my allowance if it wasn't your birthday!" "This doll cost me 60 big dollars." ......
At this time, the little girl's heart is warm.
Writing Essays Around the Central Meaning Part 8
On a winter morning, I hurried out of the house, at which time my mother suddenly called out to me and stuffed me with a down jacket, saying that I would wear it when I was cold.
I looked at the plain down jacket, or ghostly with it downstairs, downstairs cold wind whistling, I just came down, ushered in a cold wind, I hurriedly unloaded the schoolbag, put on the down jacket.
Warm after wearing it, let the cold wind how to blow, I do not feel the slightest cold, I just wear down jacket to school.
"Ding bell ......" after school, after a day of classes, the outside of the house seems to be even colder, I look at the outside of the house, I can not help but think: Thank goodness this morning, my mother handed me a down jacket, so that I can withstand the cold.
I wore a thick down jacket and walked outside as if it was freezing, walking and looking at the roadside scenery: the maple leaves are yellow, and from time to time also fell down a few maple leaves, those maple leaves in the air as dancers like dancing.
At this time, I saw a thin figure, that is a thinly dressed old man, the old man is now shivering in the cold wind, that look very poor.
I thought to myself: why is the old grandfather wearing so little ah? Why don't I give him my own down jacket, he's so poor! So, I will down jacket alms to the old man, and said: "old grandfather, the weather becomes cold must pay attention to keep warm." The old grandfather moved to take it.
At this time, although I am a little cold, but my heart is very warm, maybe this is "the gift of roses, hands have fragrance" it!
Writing around the center of the meaning of the article 9
fan
My grandmother is a fan of dance, very much like to dance square dance. Grandma is usually very serious, but as soon as she sees someone square dancing, the corners of her mouth rise slightly.
Every day after dinner, Grandma would go to the square to dance. Holding a small fan in her hand, she dances beautifully to the melody, taking a step to the left, a step to the right, a step forward, and a step backward.
Grandma went to the square dance at night that can only be regarded as a normal clock. During the day, Grandma will also try to squeeze in a couple of jumps. For example, in the morning to buy food, she went out for two hours. Of course, it doesn't take that long to buy groceries, at most half an hour. What did she do? Of course, she danced with others in the square. When she got home from the grocery store, Grandma would start to prepare lunch. When picking vegetables, grandma will use her cell phone to play square dance music; when frying vegetables, her cell phone is still playing square dance music, grandma will also take the spatula and twist it! I'm so glad you're here. Grandma! Grandma! The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Whenever my grandmother saw the neighbor's children dancing along with everyone else, she dragged me along, but I didn't know how to square dance! So Grandma taught me to dance by hand. Alas! The movements of the square dance look very simple, but after I learned it, I realized that square dance is not easy to learn at all! I got tired after a while and sat down on a rock to rest. Grandma is still jumping, she is enjoying the fun of square dancing, hands and feet, grandma is like a dancing girl, looks twenty years younger!
Looking at the back of the grandmother, I seem to understand why she is so obsessed with square dancing!
Writing Essays Around the Central Meaning Part 10
What is warmth?
In summer and fall, the sun is still high in the sky, but it is far less hot than in previous days. The wind is blowing, is pregnant with fruit; golden light waving, trees and flowers are warm. Sometimes swaying, sometimes overflowing with golden laughter.
The sunlight sprinkled the gloomy room, slightly brighter. The sun shines on the pedestrians, and there is light and warmth in their hearts.
Recently, I do not know how, always trouble, a homework forgot to bring, was the teacher lectured a meal; a moment and because of the provision of "kindling" was counted down a number of; and recently fell down, it is really not a one-way street. It just happened to be the eleventh anniversary of the long vacation, and a crutch even enjoy life can not.
Of course, there will be people to care. "Aiya, injured and still go to school ah, so serious." Although I know they have no malice, and is not considered to be concerned, but I always sound sarcastic, which makes me like a swan with broken wings, can fly up to the ninth cloud, begging for the expectations to be dashed, can only sigh to themselves and mourn, and no one knows, in that grumpy jumping around.
The days became shorter, early evening, no sunlight, the room back to the darkness of the beginning. Lights were lit in every house.
Back home, the first borrowed modern technology to eliminate the sadness of it, a frustrated expression, reflected through the computer. "Drawing the knife to break the water flow more, raise a cup of sadness more sadness." It's really like this, the emptiness in the empty heart is left in vain. At that moment, the door rang. I was puzzled to open the door, and was surprised to find that my friends had come, specially to spend the afternoon with me. They knew that I had hurt my foot and had brought some board games. The first time I saw them, I was so happy to see them, and I was so happy to see them, and I was so happy to see them.
Later I realized that they had made a special appointment to come in order to make me happy.
It was they who brought a lamp, though simple, but made the room unusually bright, illuminating every corner, taking away the darkness. That's warmth, right? Warmth that goes straight to the heart.
What is warmth? Let me tell you. Warmth, is when people heart to heart, produced a kind of heart sublimation of a wonderful thing.
Write an Essay Around the Central Meaning Part 11
Life is full of flavors, but there is one flavor that is the most beautiful, and that is the "sweet" flavor.
"Sweet" is like a seductive a little witch, she turned a change, and into a small toy, so that sad children feel the sweetness, no longer cry; she turned a change, and into a classmate in the podium medals, so that they are usually hard training, and finally on the podium feel very sweet; she saw you! mood is not good, it will become a piece of cake, let you forget the sadness, a day are sweet ...... and I feel the sweet are not these, but the most usual sweet - friendship.
Friendship is a sweet candy. I remember once, the day is dreary, the wind to the branches of the trees to whip like to give us a ninety-degree bow, I looked out the window think it is going to rain. As expected, the school when the rain "clattering" down, but also somehow, the rain and the wind granny like today's quarrel like, a moment than a fierce. Looking at the weather, I froze on the steps, thinking anxiously, "Oh no! I didn't take my umbrella today." My best friend is like a roundworm in my heart, and she read my little mind at once: "No umbrella?" "Uh-huh." I replied while nodding my head. "Let's walk together and hold my umbrella." When I heard that, my eyes glowed, and I felt that what was standing in front of me was not my best friend, but my great savior. So, the two of us together under the umbrella, laughing and walking home, on the way I looked at her side face feel like eating cotton candy in the heart, sweet.
Collective love is an exciting sugar. Once, when the sports meeting, I was more than four hundred meters. I was at the starting point ready to go, with the "bang" sound of the gun, I began to run, when I ran to half, I really can not run, intend to withdraw. "Zhu Yixin, come on!" I turned my head to look, all the girls in my class were lying over there cheering for me, I looked at their looks, I was instantly filled with strength, "Come on, can't let them down!" So, I gritted my teeth and ran to the finish line. Although, I was a little out of breath from running, but I think it was worth it for me to do so! At this point, the sweetness began to sprout from my heart.
The collective care and friendship of my classmates brought me happiness and sweetness. This mutual care, so that we all bathed in sweetness.
Writing Essays Around the Central Meaning Part 12
People change, the world changes, and there are always some invariable things in life, and these invariable things are the real motivation for you to move forward to the vast river of stars that changes in a million ways.
"Knowing the constant in change is the only way to master the method of solving problems."
Mr. Cai always hangs this sentence on his lips, that a seemingly paradoxical moving point problem, to his class, all were skillfully resolved. Mathematics class, Mr. Cai's lively lectures to the students as intoxicated, joyful classroom atmosphere so that students are single-mindedly focused on math, but there is a person in the class is not interested in learning ...... I looked out the window, powerful lectures, only to be used by me as a subdued piano music, sitting in the classroom, I've been in the garden to play.
"Your state is not right" short voice drilled into my ears. Ms. Cai criticized my performance in class, but I was unimpressed; I hadn't changed, it's just that you made it too easy.
Midterm exam results came out, a three-digit number in which I became a double-digit, I did not look for him, but he came to me first. "The test should not be, to adjust, to analyze the paper." He was as steady as ever, completely different from the surprise with which I and my classmates around me treated this kind of result.
I really got worse? The clouds were so thick I couldn't see the sun.
"Mastering the constant in change is the key." He looked at me, his eyes filled with the care of a loving father, shining with determination. His eyes looked like the sun in the vastness of the universe.
I have changed, and his trust in me has not.
Finally, I picked up the effort, and there was only one section of piano after another in the empty classroom. He didn't change, but he made me change.
The unit test of the backwater, I got to write the same score of the math paper, but the full score from 150 to 100, the original number that I was afraid of, in this paper shining, I laughed, and he also laughed.
That hit rock bottom, so that I found the direction of learning, the clouds opened, the fog dispersed, the sun shines on the earth, it is he who shines.
He is really like the sun, he shines, and more illuminate others. It's the same light, but it has changed countless students.
I will change, he will change, the world will change.
The first thing that will change is the original intent of his education.
The only way to master your life and change the world is to master what is constant in change.
Around the central meaning of writing essays Chapter 13
A drop of water, can moisturize the dry fields of other people's hearts; a ray of sunshine, can illuminate the gloomy mood of others; a song, can awaken the sleepy soul of others; a true love, can warm up the life of others.
It was a cold and windy winter, the roaring north wind swept across the land, and every window was tightly closed. We are in the classroom class, the more the more lent me the pen, I accidentally gave it touched the ground. I hurriedly stooped down to pick it up and saw that the nib was bent! I had heard that this pen was bought by Yue Yue's father from abroad, and she had always cherished and loved it like a treasure. But today it was accidentally broken by me, what will happen to her? Will she cry? Maybe will also scold me, with me to cut off friendship, so that I have no place to go down the stage ...... At that time, my heart is incomparable fear, fear ......
When I was apprehensive to find the more and more, with a trembling voice whispered to tell her, I broke her pen! and when I offered to pay for it, Yue Yue was first shocked and her face changed! But she probably saw that I was sad and blaming myself, and then her face became softer again. She smiled and comforted me: "It doesn't matter, it's okay, don't be sad, a pen is nothing! Who made us the best girlfriends!" Looking at this moving smile, listening to these warm words, I have a warm current in my heart involuntarily surged to my heart. It was cold outside, but now I felt incredibly warm. In this touching moment, I felt that Yue Yue was simply closer than my own sister! I immediately jumped over and hugged Yue Yue tightly. At this time, in my eyes with a lot of tears out of the socket, "tada tada" flow to the cheeks, this is touched by the true feelings of the tears; this is the tears of friendship, but this tear is for the warmth and left!
Ah! Warmth is too important to people! I think, if people in life can be warm to people, this world will not become more harmonious, more beautiful?
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