Unforgettable the steely gaze On May 22, I saw you on TV, and what appeared on the screen was a close-up of you between a pile of rubble, with cement slabs and broken beams weighing heavily on your thin body, and the only thing I could see was your steely gaze.
You were buried under heavy concrete slabs and broken beams, and for several days you held on, believing that someone would come to save you, believing that someone would hand you a bottle of mineral water to drink with both hands. You wait for a long time, but still no one comes to your rescue, let alone a drop of water to drink.
But you didn't give up, you didn't fall asleep, but you reminded yourself: keep a clear head, perseverance is victory. Time passed day by day, you waited 24 hours, 48 hours, 72 hours ...... still no one came to save you, and no one walked through this place, but you said you will never give up, even if only the last breath left, will not give up, but also to continue to insist.
Finally, someone came, you put your hand out of the gap, took a small stone and threw it outside. "There was a thud, and you were overjoyed because you knew someone had come to save you.
You were pumped up, expecting to be rescued quickly. The look of determination in your eyes is unforgettable! The presenter said: Because there are too many slabs pressing on you, no heavy machinery to help, and the aftershocks are constantly occurring at your place, it is very difficult for the rescue uncle to get you out.
Time went by minute by minute, and the rescue uncle still couldn't get you out. At that time, you had already held on for more than 113 hours, and you still didn't give up, still holding on, still looking forward.
You even said to those rescue uncles, "Uncle, you take your time, no need to rush, I can still hold on." Rescue uncles were touched by your resolute gaze, inspired by your touching words, what reason not to save you out, what difficulties can prevent the action to save you.
Their unremitting efforts finally slowly rescued you and immediately put you in the ambulance. Now, although I don't know whether you have recovered or not, your resolute gaze under the rubble has been y imprinted in my mind, and I believe that good people live in peace.
Because I saw in your gaze the indomitable spirit of the Chinese nation, the strength of the Chinese nation to endure the pain, and the hope of the Chinese nation to prosper day by day.
2. Write a composition for my referenceI hope my answer will be helpful to you I believe that no Chinese can forget the night of July 13, 2001. Because IOC President Samaranch announced that the host city of the 2008 Olympic Games would be Beijing! It took China 8 years of hard work and dedication to bid for the 2008 Olympic Games. Time is passing, and in the blink of an eye, the footsteps of August 8 is close, close.
. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1! China's "Prince of Gymnastics" Li Ning, holding the auspicious clouds of the torch, slowly rose to the stadium "Bird's Nest" in the air, a grand picture slowly unfolded. In an instant, the torch was lit, the Olympic torch burning in the sky above Beijing, the fire lit people's ***, reflecting the people's faces. Countless fireworks jumped up to the night sky of Beijing, the Olympic Games officially opened the curtain! Excited, let us look at the "Prince of Gymnastics" lit the sacred fire behind the story: every morning around 5 o'clock, the sky is still white, there has been a small figure in the "Bird's Nest" in the air above the rotating, and from time to time to make a lot of difficult maneuvers, that is! Who is that? That is Li Ning! I can not help but think of our own "learning is a chore", indeed, but now there are still people in the learning full of resentment, still complaining of suffering? I hope there is no longer, Li Ning is our role model. Now, we turn our attention to the weightlifting field, look! Zhang Xiangxiang fixed his mind, with their own merit, with their own perseverance, a win, "the biggest enemy on the field is themselves". I am very much in favor of this sentence, life we have to constantly challenge ourselves, beyond the self, so that their own progress is possible. Every athlete in the Olympic Games is the best! They have sweated a lot to win the final victory. Work hard, students! We only pay a plow, can have Ancient people say: "Sincerity, gold and stone for open."
So it is said: people have the spirit, what is not." If a person has a certain spirit of perseverance, a certain belief, what can be successful. The Chinese nation has a history of 5,000 years, and many people have emerged with great spirit, and become a great man.
In ancient times, "Yugong Yishan" this story we have all heard, will be, an old man others call him Yugong. Because there are two big mountains to the south of his home when the road, he was determined to lead his children and grandchildren to move these two mountains.
Sure enough, the work of the heart, Yugong finally moved the mountain with his perseverance to see the end of this story, we understand: to do things with strong perseverance, perseverance and determination not afraid of difficulties, and even the two mountains can be moved away. In modern times, China's famous mathematician Chen Jingrun's story, more embodied "people have the spirit, what can not be."
Chen Jingrun reading like math. When he was in high school, his teacher told his classmates about one of the most difficult math problems in the world - "Goldbach's Conjecture".
The teacher said, "I hope some of you can prove this puzzle." The teacher's words y moved him, and he resolved to take off the jewel in the crown.
So that after Lai whether in college or research work, in order to achieve this goal and study hard, never give up, draft paper used two sacks! Finally in 1995 there were preliminary results. Chen Jingrun this hard work spirit, so that he climbed the peak of mathematics.
"People have the spirit, what is not", learning is the same, as long as you are not afraid of difficulties, striving for excellence, the results will soar. Each of us should not be afraid of the spirit of difficulty, there should be self-improvement, more than the belief that the struggle, plus identification, clear goals.
So that we can learn knowledge, mastery, and can serve the motherland in the future. ---------- ---------- ---------- ---- Under the dim table lamp, I gazed at the cup of tea, the boiling water again and again impact, so that I feel the fragrance of the tea.
That bitter slightly contained a little sweetness, but also by my greedy mouth to dominate, the eyes of the hazy, sketched out the hazy memory, but the memory is no longer hazy. The homework of the more "difficult for" the play of the less, the teacher of the serious "suppress" the laughter of the small, the pressure of the heavy, "created" in the dream of us! --The first thing you need to do is to get a good understanding of what you are doing and how you are doing it.
Open the heavy book of memories, the thoughts point, maybe it is not tired to look back at some of the past. "At first", a fragile me, by the "enemy" aiming at the "weakness" opened a cannon, the unbearable me, in the "blood" field of sacrifice, "the enemy", "the enemy", "the enemy", "the enemy", "the enemy", "the enemy", "the enemy", "the enemy", "the enemy", "the enemy", "the enemy".
During those years, I was lost in the darkness, after studying, sometimes I also look for a seat has not yet yellowed grass, and sometimes it will be in front of the desk, window sill, look at the rows of trees standing in the distance are struggling to be able to send out the last trace of colorful green. What kind of trees are those? I have no way of knowing, but what does it matter? As long as they are trees, it is enough.
When I look at them dazed, the heart will be thinking a lot, when my eyes back to the tree, the mood is clear, the pressure is gone, and turn into a busy study. It seems that the fragrance of the tea has filled the "world", and my mood boiled up.
My struggle, victory over the troubles, victory over everything, so that seems to be the last trace of green, the same put out equal to the summer glory. "Young people do not know 'trouble' taste", but in this "mountains and water" at the turn, who if you relax, waiting for you is "swamp", "thousands of miles, thorns". The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money.
On the other hand, if the struggle and perseverance, waiting for you is "dark flowers, green hills and green water". You really want to let the trouble into a wisp of smoke, wrapped around your soul, so that you are bored, let you suffer? If growth is a piece of work, then the trouble is hidden in the paragraph depths of the wrong words; if growth is a white paper, then the trouble is attached to the back of a blemish.
These tiny things seem to be déjà vu, seems to have been bothering us, in the nature of growth, the past that seems to be like a breeze caressing the face of the learning, has been stormy learning and pressure of the offense blown away in the depths of memory. Hands can no longer feel the temperature of the tea, and the clear mist that filled the house has quietly disappeared.
More attentively taste that "bitter.
3. Essay on Scenic FeatureThe Moon
The moon rose slowly, it lit up the earth, so that everyone has a bright future.
It is said that there is a Chang'e fairy living on this bright moon, look! She is dancing! She also has a Jade Rabbit, on which there is a man who cuts wood every day.
The moon sister is very beautiful, you see: she is hiding under the river to look at the mirror! The moon is sometimes curved, like a boat traveling in the sky, and sometimes it is like a big piece of burrito, so you can't wait to eat it in one bite.
It was almost morning, and the moon sister's work was done, and she waved her hand to everyone and said goodbye.
Clouds
A fiery cloud floated in the sky, turning red, purple, and many other colors.
All at once it turned into a cute little cat, which seemed to meow, meow, meow. Without waiting for everyone to see it clearly, Sister Fiery Cloud turned into a white horse again, and it was running, running, running, and disappeared.
Fired cloud sister changed again, this time into a big cockerel, it head of the golden crown, tail on the long floating plume beckoning, how beautiful! It seemed that it was crowing, and that crowing seemed to wake everyone up and bring them back to their senses.
Before anyone could make sense of it, the fiery cloud disappeared.
Lovely spring
A Saturday morning in the spring after homework, idle, hand in hand to bring a book of Zhu Ziqing prose collection sitting in front of the door to read: "Looking forward to, looking forward to, the east wind came, the footsteps of spring is close. Everything is like just waking up like, gladly opened his eyes ......" This popular prose y attracted me, make me happy, make me intoxicated. Lift your eyes and look around, can't help but gently "ah!" A sound, in front of the eyes is not exactly colorful, vibrant and beautiful spring scenery? You see, the recovery of all things bathed in soft sunshine, wet soil soaked in sweet spring rain, everywhere presenting a thriving scene:
The beauty of the angels, the elves of the spring - flowers with their own beautiful gestures, bright colors, embellished with the earth, so that the spring more charming, more enchanting. Look! Tender yellow spring flowers, white daffodils, light green orchids, pink peach blossoms ...... they dress up the earth beautiful purple and red, and send out a burst of tantalizing fragrance, a good faction of a hundred flowers competing for color, the scene of flowers!
Seeing the flowers so hard, the trees are not willing to lag behind.
Seeing the flowers so hard, the trees of course not lag behind! The soft spring breeze is kissing the earth just woke up, the green mist swirling in the willow branches ......, willow tree branches have unfolded on the long yellow leaves, in the breeze gently swaying; that high and low are full of red flowers of the cottonwood tree, as if a group of burning fire, is really spectacular; the peach tree bloomed full of peach blossom, pink, pink, as a piece of morning glory, the peach tree is a very beautiful scene, the peach blossom, pink, pink, pink, pink, pink, pink, pink, pink, pink, pink, pink, pink, pink, pink, pink, pink. Pink, like a piece of haze ...... is really a million trees competing for spring ah!
The lively swallows come and go, the air comes from time to time their chirping sound of joy. Beautiful butterflies flapping colorful wings dancing in the flowers. A group of small bees in the hard work for human beings to brew sweet honey ......, this swallow, this butterfly, this bee to the beautiful spring added infinite interest.
In the field, people are diligently sowing seeds. A farmer uncle sitting on a tractor, start the machine, a line of newly turned black soil stretched under the tractor. Reflecting the blue sky of the paddy fields, some have been inserted into the tender, green seedlings, from a distance like a carpet; close up like a green veil. The young girl wiped the sweat on her head, raised her head, looked at the green paddy fields, giggled and laughed, and the laughter spread far, far away ......
Surrounded by this beautiful spring scenery, warm sun at the head of the colorful mix, how can we not sigh in awe of nature's craftsmanship, a moment of time to change than the kaleidoscope of a more colorful picture. Looking at everything in front of me, I can not help but cheer from the inside: ah, what a lovely spring ah
4. Write a composition referenceFrom the age of five to now, I am very much like to play basketball, I remember that I was ten years old in the year, but also played a basketball game.
It was one day last summer vacation, I met with some of my classmates by chance in the cultural square, so we played a basketball game.
The game began, only to see our players Huang Tao several times quickly rushed to the other side of the basket under the shot, are not hit, the other side of the players like a brave cheetah, every shot is hit. The first half of the game ended quickly, our side to 12:16 behind the other four points.
Time flies, and the second half started soon. Our Tang Xiaofeng arrow like flying, quickly through the opponent's defenders, rushed to the basket, a two-point layup, the ball as if on command, not flat not oblique just inserted into the basket.
In the blink of an eye, we've got the score at 37:38, just one point short of a tie. At this time, the other side of the power began to burst, the other side of the Wang Zheming a cross the center line is a three-point, Huang Tao accidentally grabbed his hand. So let him free throws three, Huang Zheming three free throws two. This is, Huang Tao passed the ball to me, I turned around, a three-point jumper, miracle, the ball even went in. Our side finally pulled the score to 40:40.
The game continued, the other side Liu Silang missed a layup, I was strong to the rebound, transferred to Tang Xiaofeng, he rushed to the basket, a big windmill, the ball into the bottom of the net.
The second half finally ended unconsciously, and our defense and offense made us we turned the score 52:42 to win.
5. Third grade essay close-upMy memory is a beautiful wooden box, open it, inside put a lot of beautiful pearls, each pearl is a precious past of my childhood, in a full of shiny pearls in the memory is the most unforgettable.
When I was seven years old, my grandmother had a bungalow in a small village in the middle of nowhere, and my grandmother's family had a ranch and a fish pond, which was very fun. On a Friday in the summer, I was sent back to my grandma's house by my dad on the weekend as usual, but when I was walking on the road I realized that the village had become even more beautiful, and I asked my dad why the village had changed so much, and my dad said it was because it was going to be turned into a resort village. I couldn't understand what my dad was saying, so I looked through the car window to enjoy the scenery outside. The village has really changed a lot, the old dirty pond has become a big lake full of lotus flowers, beautiful little goldfish swimming in the water. The dirt road has been rebuilt into an asphalt cement road, there is really a big change ah!
Soon arrived at the grandmother's home, I found the pasture not only more pigs, but also a flock of chickens! The first thing I've noticed is that I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get my hands on a new one, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get my hands on a new one! Today Grandma will make you chicken soup." I broke away from my grandmother's arms and said to her, "Grandma I'll go watch the chickens first." Then I ran off to the pasture to play with Grandma's guard dog. After playing with it for a while, I saw a colorful, headstrong rooster with a red crown walking proudly in front of me, as if in contempt of my existence, I picked a twig and kept chasing it, rubbing it with the twig, but it didn't run, but also came up and pecked at me, so I had a big heart and the idea of dismantling the chicken. So I took advantage of its high spirits and pressed it to the ground at once, tied up its two paws with a small cloth rope, and carried the chicken upside down and dipped its head up and down in the water of the pond with the small cloth rope. The chicken screamed in fear and wailed from time to time, but it still struggled hard to escape. I pitied it a little, so I untied the cloth rope and let it go. If it had been any other chicken, it would have escaped long ago, but it ran over to me and continued to provoke me, with its neck stretched out, constantly looking for an opportunity to peck me, and finally once it pecked me painfully. I got up to catch it, but it seemed to have taken revenge and ran away happily with its neck stretched out. I couldn't catch up with it, so I went home.
In the evening, I asked my grandmother why a useless rooster can bravely face human provocation. Only to see the grandmother said meaningfully, "It is the strong and unyielding will!" My heart pounded and I realized what life means - courage!
Although many years have passed since then, I still have a knowing smile on my face whenever I think back. I think this is one of the biggest and brightest of those pearls, and one of the most unforgettable memories in life.
6. Unforgettable close-up essay 330 framesWhen it comes to swimming, I am very proud, because I can be considered a "master swimmer"!
The first time I swam was the most unforgettable. It was the summer vacation of the fourth grade, because many children will swim, I am not willing to be weak, to learn to swim!
Changed into a swimsuit, I stood next to the pool, the water is very clear, but also shallow. But for me as a beginner to say, or a little deep. Often over there, 1.8 meters deep water ah! I'm only 1.4 meters tall.
A moment later, a coach came, he began to teach me the basic movements of swimming. Lying in the water, I was very nervous, stiffly according to the coach taught the action practice. The legs were separated, stretched upward, formed a right angle with the body, and then closed again. This repeated a few times, I finally relaxed, but also do more fluent.
The coach saw me doing much better, and took me to the pool where the water was 0.6 meters deep. The water was over my thighs. Coach and field to teach me to dial water: hands together, stretching forward, and then slowly open, legs and hands with each other, you can swim forward.
At this point, I was not so nervous, and my heart was quiet.
I'm like a new goal into the ......
The first time I swam, I was very excited, I can swim!
7. Unforgettable close-up essay 350 wordsStill insisted, but still no one came to save you, and will not give up, you are very happy, inspired by your touching words, you have insisted on more than 113 hours.
Now, but always remind themselves, so rescue uncle is difficult to save you out, 72 hours ...... still no one to save you. "Thud" sounded, no heavy machinery to help, someone came, I believe there will be someone to save you, and immediately put you in the ambulance.
You waited a long time, no need to rush. You are buried under heavy concrete slabs and broken beams, and the only thing you can see is a close-up of your steely gaze.
But you did not give up: keep a clear head, but finally slowly saved you out, the rescue uncle still can not save you out, you waited 24 hours, even if only the last breath, persistence is victory, thrown to the outside. They worked tirelessly, I can still hold on.
Time passed day by day, a few days you have been insisting: "Uncle. Time passed minute by minute, I believe someone handed you a bottle of mineral water to drink with both hands, because you know someone came to your rescue."
The rescue uncle was touched by your resolute gaze. At that time, what difficulties can stop the action to save you, and no one has walked through this place, saw the strength of the Chinese nation to endure the pain, but your resolute gaze under the rubble.
You even still said to those rescue uncles, looking forward to quickly save you out, much less a drop of water to drink. Finally, still looking forward to.
You beat the spirit, you put your hand out of the gap, you still did not give up, took a small stone, but also to continue to insist that there is no slumber! The host preaches, plus you've got another aftershock going on there. Because I saw the indomitable spirit of the Chinese nation in your gaze.
Your resolute gaze is really unforgettable to me ah, 48 hours, you said you will never give up, has been y imprinted in my mind, I believe that the good people will live in peace: due to the pressure on the body of the excessive number of slabs of stone on your body unforgettable that resolute gaze May 22, the picture appeared to be you in a piece of rubble between the I saw you on TV, saw the hope of the Chinese nation's growing prosperity, concrete slabs and Broken beams weighing down your thin body, what reason not to save you out, you take your time, although I do not know whether you have recovered.
8. "Unforgettable close-up" essay 350 wordsUnforgettable that resolute gaze On May 22, I saw you on TV, the picture appeared on the screen is you between a piece of rubble, concrete slabs and broken beams weighing down your thin body, the only thing I can see is a close-up of your resolute gaze.
You were buried under heavy concrete slabs and broken beams, and for several days you held on, believing that someone would come to save you, believing that someone would hand you a bottle of mineral water to drink with both hands. You wait for a long time, but still no one comes to your rescue, much less a drop of water to drink.
But you didn't give up, you didn't fall asleep, but you reminded yourself: keep a clear head, perseverance is victory. Time passed day by day, you waited 24 hours, 48 hours, 72 hours ...... still no one came to save you, and no one walked through this place, but you said you will never give up, even if only the last breath left, will not give up, but also to continue to insist.
Finally, someone came, you put your hand out of the gap, took a small stone and threw it outside. "There was a thud, and you were overjoyed because you knew someone had come to save you.
You were pumped up, expecting to be rescued quickly. The look of determination in your eyes is unforgettable! The presenter said that it was difficult for the rescue uncle to get you out because there were too many slabs pressing on you, no heavy machines to help, and the aftershocks were constantly occurring at your place.
Time passed minute by minute, the rescue uncle still could not save you out. At that time, you had already insisted for more than 113 hours, and you still didn't give up, still insisted, still expected.
You even said to those rescue uncles, "Uncle, you take your time, no need to rush, I can still hold on." Rescue uncles were touched by your resolute gaze, inspired by your touching words, what reason not to save you out, what difficulties can prevent the action to save you.
Their unremitting efforts finally slowly rescued you and immediately put you in the ambulance. Now, although I don't know whether you have recovered or not, your resolute gaze under the rubble has been y imprinted in my mind, and I believe that good people live in peace.
Because I saw in your gaze the indomitable spirit of the Chinese nation, the strength of the Chinese nation to endure the pain, and the hope of the Chinese nation to prosper day by day.
9. Essay on Scenic FeatureThe Moon The moon rose slowly, illuminating the earth and making it bright before everyone's eyes.
It is said that a Chang'e fairy lives on this bright moon, look! She is dancing! She also has a jade rabbit, and there is a man who cuts wood every day on it. The moon sister is very beautiful, you see: she is hiding under the creek to look at the mirror! The moon is sometimes curved, like a boat traveling in the sky, and sometimes it is like a big piece of burrito, so you can't wait to eat it in one bite.
Almost morning, the moon sister's work is done, she reluctantly waved her hand to everyone to say see you again.
Then it turned into a cute little cat that seemed to meow, meow, meow. Without waiting for everyone to see it clearly, Sister Fiery Cloud turned into a white horse again, and it was running, running, running, and disappeared.
Fired cloud sister changed again, this time into a big cockerel, it head of the golden crown, tail on the long floating plume beckoning, how beautiful! It seemed to be screaming, and that scream seemed to wake everyone up and bring them back to their senses. Before everyone could make sense of it, the fiery clouds disappeared.
Lovely spring A Saturday morning in spring after homework, idle, hand to bring a "Zhu Ziqing prose collection" sitting in front of the door to read: "Looking forward to, looking forward to, the east wind came, the footsteps of spring is close. Everything is like just waking up, gladly opened his eyes ...... "This popular prose y attracted me, make me happy, make me intoxicated.
Lift your eyes and look around, can not help but gently "ah!" A sound, in front of the eyes is not exactly colorful, vibrant and beautiful spring scene? You see, the recovery of all things bathed in soft sunshine, wet soil soaked in sweet spring rain, everywhere presenting a thriving scene: the beauty of the angels, the elves of spring - flowers with their own beautiful gestures, bright colors, embellished the earth, so that the spring is more fascinating, more enchanting. Look! Tender yellow spring flowers, white daffodils, light green orchids, pink peach blossoms ...... they make up the earth beautiful purple and red, and issued a burst of tantalizing aroma, a good faction of a hundred flowers competing for color, the scene of the blossoms! The first time I saw the flowers so hard, the trees are not willing to lag behind.
Look! The soft spring breeze is kissing the earth just woke up, the green mist swirling in the willow branches ......, willow tree long branches have unfolded with yellow leaves, in the breeze gently swaying; that high and low are full of red flowers of the cottonwood tree, as if a group of burning fire, is really spectacular; the peach tree bloomed full of peach blossoms, pink Pink, like a piece of sunset ...... is really a million trees competing for spring ah! Lively swallows come and go, the air comes from time to time their chirping sound of joy. Beautiful butterflies flapping colorful wings in the bush dancing.
A group of small bees in the hard work for human beings to brew sweet honey ......, the swallows, the butterflies, the bees to the beautiful spring added infinite interest. In the field, people are working hard to sow seeds.
A farmer uncle sitting on the tractor, start the machine, a line of new rows of black soil under the tractor stretch. Reflecting the blue sky of the paddy fields, some have been inserted into the tender, green seedlings, from a distance like a carpet; close up like a green veil.
The young girl in the rice planting wiped the sweat on her head, raised her head and looked at the green paddy field, giggled and laughed, and the laughter spread far, far ...... Being surrounded by this beautiful spring scenery, warm sun at the head, the colorful mixture, how can we not sigh at the nature's craftsmanship, and a moment of time to change more colorful than the kaleidoscope of the picture. Looking at everything in front of me, I can not help but cheer from the inside: ah, how lovely spring ah.