Sample Essay 1: The Cow
The cow is very common, but it is also very great.
The cow has a pair of horns on the head, long limbs, a strong body, and a long thin tail. Young and strong cattle can pull the plow, cows can produce milk, cowhide can make shoes, beef can also eat. In the countryside, it can be seen everywhere. The cow dedicates its life to people, but dies silently in the corner of the cowshed without asking for anything in return. No one will pay attention to a cow dying, and even less will remember what it has done for them after it dies. The cow is like this, born in the world in obscurity, and left in obscurity, but left a lot of things for people. But it never asked for anything, as long as there is a pile of hay and a cowshed is enough. Mr. Lu Xun once said: "The cow eats grass, but the milk is milk.
This silent cow reminds me of people like it in life. Farmers, factory workers, school teachers, they are like cows, working in obscurity, but do not ask for much return. Without them, how can society continue to exist? Without farmers, people would have no food and vegetables to eat; without workers, there would be no skyscrapers; without teachers, students would not be able to learn. In the west, there are many such people. In July, 2006, the Qinghai-Tibet Railway was opened, which reminds me again of those volunteers who participated in the development of the West. They endured the cold weather and drought and floods to bring prosperity to the western part of the motherland. They persevered through all those difficult things. However, how much did they get in return? Don't we have such a spirit? In fact, as long as we work harder, everyone can do silent, selfless dedication.
Respect the cow, it is diligent, hard-working, silent and selfless dedication to the people. It can be compared with the pine tree and poplar; it can be the same with the "Four Gentlemen". We must learn the spirit of the cow!
Essay 2: Plum Blossoms
I praise the plum blossoms, I praise the chrysanthemums, I praise the lotus flowers, but I praise the plum blossoms, but I praise the plum blossoms, I praise the plum blossoms, but I praise the plum blossoms, but I praise the plum blossoms, but I praise the plum blossoms, but I praise the plum blossoms, but I praise the plum blossoms.
When all the flowers are dying, only the plum blossom is alive and well. The snowflakes are flying in the sky, standing proudly in the cold wind. In the winter, the ground is freezing cold, the snow and the plum blossom, blooming so bright. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The flowers are white and red, the petals are lubricated and transparent, like amber platinum or jasper carving, a bit of ice and jade elegance. Some are as colorful as the sun, some are as white as snow, and some are as green as jasper. Plum blossoms bloom or have early and late, in the same plum tree, you can see the blossom of a variety of forms. Some shy to be released, pink buds tender and lovely; some just bloomed, there are a few small bees drilled in, greedily sucking pollen; some bloom for a long time, pink and tender petals if people love; the previous hot and lively open plum blossoms, now the petals to wither. Wind blowing flowers fall, you do not have to worry about the petals will break, plum blossom is not a delicate flower, the more cold, the more the wind and snow pressure, it opens the more spirit, the more beautiful. Ancient people have a good saying: "sword sharpness from sharpening, plum blossom fragrance from the bitter cold." Blowing it is not the gentle spring wind, but the bitter cold wind; moisturize it is not cool and sweet rain, but the cold and aggressive snow and ice; shine it is not the brilliant sunshine, but a ray of sunshine in the cold. Only a life with challenges is a good life. It is a proud fragrance in the cold, and she smiles more brightly in the face of the snow that flutters like flakes. It never competes with the hundred flowers for the bright spring, and never show off its beauty, it has a set of pride, and never proud and arrogant. Whenever the cold winter morning, a distinctive charm, elegant fragrance from the window.
It is not only the elegant and handsome style so that ancient and modern poets and painters praise it, but also with its ice and jade bones, cold and fragrant is a metaphor for the essence of the nation for the world. Plum blossom with its noble, strong, modest character, give people the will to inspire.
Is it not our construction workers? They work hard at their jobs no matter how cold or hot it is, no matter how windy or rainy it is, no matter how cold it is.
I want to study the plum blossom, I want to be a person like the plum blossom.
2. Use the technique of borrowed objects to write a composition of 300 wordsGrass, an inconspicuous plant, but has a very different, vitality.
From a small grass seed, blowing with the wind, noiselessly fell on a soft ground, growth, germination, out of the ground, with its tiny eyes to see the vast world. "Wildfire is inexhaustible, the spring breeze blows again", from ancient times to the present have been people in the study of grass. Learn its unyielding, learn its perseverance.
In my eyes, the grass is not weak, when you visit the world may know that "weak" so that the grass embraces everything, it is closely related to the animals.
What I appreciate the most is the grass that "from where it falls, from where it rises, strong, courageous and forward" spirit, which is the "wildfire inexhaustible, the spring breeze blowing again" of the real meaning.
When we grow up, there will be some precious things washed away by the current of time, there will be a lot of precious memories are forgotten in the back of the head. When got the rub of the black shadow, don't be sad, to the grass, like the grass, out of that black shadow, continue to move forward, towards that sunshine Avenue. At that time, we will never look back, and that blackened corner will be washed away forever by the water of time.
3. 300 wordsPoplar" on the use of borrowed objects to write, first write the poplar tall and beautiful, adaptable, strong vitality, to express the father rooted in the border, the construction of the border of the grand ambition.
At the same time, it also expresses the father's expectations and trust in the children, he believes that the children will be like the little poplar, to face the wind and sand to grow up, and to become a force in the construction of the border.
Such as "falling peanuts", the full text of the "we" family to celebrate the harvest festival, while tasting the new peanuts, while talking about the benefits of peanuts; to tell people, to be pragmatic and useful people, do not do only talk about decency and no benefit to others.
You see it grows short on the ground, and when it is ripe, you can't tell right away whether it has fruit or not, you have to dig it up to know." We all said yes, and mother nodded.
Father went on to say, "So you should be like the peanut, which is not pretty but is useful, not something that looks good but has no utility." I said, "Then one must be useful, and not a person who is only decent but of no benefit to others."
My father said, "Right. That is my hope for you."
These passages use the method of borrowing things as a metaphor (borrowing the characteristics of the peanut as a metaphor for how to be a human being): the father guided the child to talk about the peanut, in order to discuss life; he praised the character of the peanut, but also in order to illustrate what kind of human being one should be. "I realized from my father's words that "one should be a useful person, not a person who only talks about decency but does not do any good to others".
This realization was confirmed by my father.
This realization was affirmed by my father, which, like a dragon's point of view, naturally expressed the central idea of the article.
It can be seen that, whether writing about people or writing scenery, the correct use of borrowed objects and metaphors: you can make the article more far-reaching, more subtle expression; can greatly enhance the article's expressive and infectious. Everyone read the following article, experience the characteristics and role of this article borrowed metaphors: the old apricot tree in the mountains apricot ripe, just in time for the rural wheat harvest.
One day after the wheat harvest, I took the time to carry a wooden stick, stick on the pick basket, on the south mountain. I ran into my neighbor's second aunt on the way.
The second aunt saw me also go to pick apricots, busy told me: "I have searched all over, only the beam south of the second ravine in the tree there are apricots, just apricots and green and small, but also not good! After saying that, the second aunt went down the hill. I climbed up the mountain beam and saw the tree from a distance.
It is the only apricot tree in the ravine. I was able to see the red and green apricots in the green leaves on the tree, and they were all over the tree in bunches.
With a breeze, the apricot tree shook its branches and leaves, as if to greet me.
With a breeze, the tree shook its branches as if to greet me. This is an old apricot tree, which grows next to the rocks at the bottom of the ditch where there is little soil and little water, and its trunk is tall and curved and thick, and scarred, so it is obvious that it has gone through many changes.
I put a stick in my waist and climbed the tree. Sitting on the thick branches of the tree, I could see more clearly: on the branches, each leaf nest is hanging a round apricot.
Most of the apricots and have a "yin and yang face" - one side of the green through the yellow, one side of the yellow with red; the head is not small, each one is like a small apple. Looking at the green leaves between the pressure string of apricots, I can't compare them like pearls, like jewels, or like emerald, like agate.
Pinch open a look, ah, golden flesh dipped in juice, put in the mouth, sour, sweet, refreshing. A look up, inadvertently found a stone stuck between the two branches of the tree.
Oh! I understand: the second aunt said that the apricots and green and small is not delicious, because the tree is too high, she could not see the apricots above the knot, only to pick some of the following small. She will not go up the tree, can not reach, with a stone and can not be smashed down.
Obviously, she really wronged the old apricot tree. Looking at the tree within reach of the fruit, and then look down on the weathered old apricot tree, a feeling of admiration.
The old apricot tree ah old apricot tree, you are not afraid of loneliness, not afraid of hardship, alone rooted in this deep mountain rocks, old but not bad. Year after year, how many apricots did you bear for people? But you don't want anything from people.
When you are aggrieved or encountered cold eyes, molestation, heel is still so firm, chest is still so open, selfless. How honorable old apricot tree ah! I gently take down the stone, draw out the waist of the wooden stick, but how also refused to play down, lest because of playing the apricot and damage to the old tree's branches and leaves, hurt it physically and mentally.
So, I went down the tree, sat on the basket, and then climbed up the tree, sitting in the embrace of the old apricot tree, picking apricots, enjoying the fruit of its dedication. This is a beautiful, vivid and touching article.
I believe that every student read this article, will certainly recognize: this article is not simply a "thing"; the author has used the method of borrowing things as a metaphor, borrowing the characteristics of the old apricot tree in the mountains, warmly eulogize the old apricot tree character (not afraid of loneliness, defying hardship, rooted in the mountains, weathered, old but not bad, only talk about). Dedication, open-minded, selfless) people, while expressing from the bottom of the heart of the old apricot tree character of people with unparalleled love. The use of borrowed objects need to pay attention to is: composition, the description of the characteristics of things, to be similar to the character of people; let people read the article, it is clear that this article borrowed objects to illustrate what to borrow objects to praise what kind of people.
If this is not the case, the method of "borrowing objects as a metaphor for people" has lost its use.
If not, the method of "borrowing things to praise people" would have lost its use.
If not, then the method of "borrowing things to praise people" would have been lost.
At the time of the fading of all flowers, only the plum blossom is alive and well. The snowflakes are flying in the sky, standing proudly in the cold wind.
Nine winters, the ground freezing cold, the snow and put the plum blossom, open so bright. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The flowers are white and red, the petals are lubricated and transparent, like amber platinum or jasper carving, a bit of ice and jade elegance. Some are as colorful as the sun, some are as white as snow, and some are as green as jasper.
Plum blossoms or early and late, in the same plum tree, you can see the blossoms of various forms. Some of the shy to be released, pink buds fresh and lovely; some just bloomed, there are a few small bees drilled in, greedily sucking pollen; some bloom for a long time, pink and tender petals if people love; the plum blossom before the hot bloom, now the petals to wither.
The wind blew the flowers down, you do not have to worry about the petals will fall broken, the plum blossom is not a delicate flower, the more cold, the more the wind and snow pressure, it opens the more spirit, the more showy. Ancient people have a good saying: "the sword from the sharpening out, the plum blossom fragrance from the bitter cold."
Blowing it is not the gentle spring wind, but the bitter cold wind; moisturize it is not cool and sweet rain, but the cold and aggressive snow and ice; shine it is not the brilliant sunshine, but a ray of cold in the residual sun. Only a life with challenges is a good life.
It is a proud fragrance in the cold, in the face of the flurry fluttering snow, she smiled more brightly. It never competes with the hundred flowers for the bright spring, and never show off its beauty, it has a set of pride, and never proud and arrogant.
Whenever the cold winter morning, a distinctive charm, elegant fragrance from the window. It is not only the elegant and handsome style so that ancient and modern poets and painters praise it, but also with its icy skin and jade bones, the cold to stay fragrant was described as the essence of the nation for the world.
Plum blossoms with its noble, strong, modest character, giving people the will to inspire. The color of plum blossom is gorgeous but not demonic.
Plum blossom fragrance, quiet and elegant. Plum blossom posture, pale ancient and beautiful.
Is it not our construction workers? They no matter how cold and hot, no matter how windy and rainy, no matter how cold it is, they are in their jobs seriously work. I want to learn the plum blossom, I want to be a person like the plum blossom.
This is 400 words like a candle teacher Calendar page by page, time passes quickly, "Teachers' Day" with a light footsteps noiselessly came to our side. Some people compare the teacher to a hard-working gardener, carefully take care of us, so that we can thrive; some people say that the teacher is a mentor on the journey of our learning, they lead us to the other side of the success; there are also people say that the teacher is like a machine that never stops working; but I have to say that the teacher is like a candle.
"Silkworms to the end of silk, wax torch into ashes, tears began to dry" this sentence used in the body of the teacher is more than appropriate. Teachers teach us knowledge in silence and take us to swim in the sea of knowledge.
Whenever after school, after the teacher's window will always see the teachers are still in the company of those lights to seriously correct the homework, preparation, and even in order to make us can understand more thoroughly, learn more solid, the teacher did not hesitate to spend a long time to do a lot of modeling. Every check mark and every red cross on the workbook is the sweat of the teacher.
When we do not understand the problem, the teacher will always be patient for us to explain, "the teacher's grace is heavy as a mountain," "a drop of grace when the spring to repay. Students, do not wait until the success of the career, just today, in the teachers and students get along with the day and night, we have to put the sincere thanks and good wishes to the teachers, so that our teachers feel the love of the students of the hot current! They are willing to serve as a ladder for others, and what are they doing in their life of poverty? In order to give the country to train more high-quality talents, teachers are an inconspicuous candle, in the critical moment of silent dedication to the candle, they sacrificed their precious youth, but for the country to train a batch of talented people.
Teachers are selfless, they deserve all the praise.
The teachers are selfless and deserve all the praise.
5. Write a 300-word essay on the metaphor of objectsWhen the flowers are dying, only the plum blossom is alive and well.
In the face of the snowflakes flying in the sky, standing proudly in the bitter cold wind. In the midst of winter, the ground is freezing and the sky is cold, and the plum blossoms, which are proud of the snow, are blooming so brightly.
Strands of fragrance, refreshing. The flowers are white and red, the petals are lubricated and transparent, like amber platinum or jasper sculpture, a bit of ice and jade elegance.
Some are as colorful as the sun, some are as white as snow, and some are as green as jasper. Plum blossoms bloom or have early and late, in the same plum tree, you can see the blossoms of various forms.
Some shy to be released, pink buds fresh and lovely; some just bloomed, there are a few small bees drilled into the greedy sucking pollen; some bloomed for a long time, pink and tender petals if people love; the previous hot and lively open plum blossom, now the petals to wither. Wind blowing flowers fall, you do not have to worry about the petals will break, the plum is not a delicate flower, the more cold, the more wind and snow pressure, it opened the more spirit, the more beautiful.
Ancient people have a good saying: "The sword sharpens from the sharpening, the plum blossom fragrance from the bitter cold." Blowing it is not the gentle spring wind, but the bitter cold wind; moisturizing it is not cool and sweet rain, but the cold and aggressive snow and ice; shine it is not the brilliant sunshine, but a ray of cold in the lingering sun.
Only a challenging life is a good life. It is a proud fragrance in the cold, and she smiles more brightly in the face of the snow that flutters like flakes.
It never competes with the hundreds of flowers for the bright spring, and never show off their beauty, it has a set of pride, and never proud and arrogant. Whenever the cold winter morning, a distinctive charm, elegant fragrance from the window.
It is not only the elegant and handsome style so that ancient and modern poets and painters praise it, but also with its ice and jade bones, cold and fragrant is a metaphor for the essence of the nation for the world. Plum blossom with its noble, strong, modest character, to give people the will to inspire.
Plum blossom color, gorgeous and not demonic. The fragrance of plum blossom is quiet and elegant.
Plum blossom posture, pale ancient and beautiful.
6. 300 wordsCandle
An ordinary cylinder with a red coat and an "antenna" on its head is a candle.
Candle is a very common item, I believe that everyone has seen the candle! It is very cheap, all over the world everywhere. See this, you must feel strange, right, the candle is so common, why do I have to go to great lengths to introduce it? Indeed, the candle is very common, but it kind of silent for others to pay the spirit but y attracted me. It lights itself, illuminates others, without asking for a trace of return. Thinking of this, I can not help but think of the motherland flower cultivator, the pillars of the motherland pillar, for our silent contribution to the teacher. Every day, the teacher returned to school early to teach us to be a man of reason, to teach us a wealth of knowledge. Everyone says that the teacher is the gardener, is the light in the sea. But I would say that a teacher is a candle. "Once a teacher, always a father." Teachers use hard work and sweat to cultivate us, the flowers of the motherland, so that we become the contributors to the motherland, and never have a little selfishness for themselves and do not ask for a little return. If there is no teacher in life, it is like having no candle in a blackout, life will be plunged into darkness. At this time, I remembered an ancient poem I memorized in the last semester: the silk worm is not finished until it dies, the wax torch turns into ashes and the tears begin to dry. This saying couldn't be more appropriate for teachers. Teachers until gray hair, but also still insist on lessons, just like a candle, to light others sacrifice themselves.
Candle, it is so ordinary, but also so great. In the future, I also want to be like a candle, for the community to pay silently, selfless dedication!
7. Use the street lamp to write a short essay (300 words)Have you ever noticed the street lamps on both sides of the road? Do you like streetlights? Do you admire the quality of street lamps? Street lamps often stand on both sides of the road, it has many shapes, there are lotus rows, there are swan rows and so on. It is a lamp at night and a landscape during the day. Whenever the night comes, the two sides of the road will be lit up with beautiful neon lights, colorful lights, etc. The street lamps are unobtrusive but simple, and they are illuminated from evening until dawn for those who walk at night. Every Friday night, I will ride my bike with my partner to Xinyuan Square to play, play tired home, although the light of the street lamps on the road seems very weak, but still rely on street lamps to give me the light, so that I get home safely, I thank you for the street lamps. Although the street lamp does not attract attention, but it is very beautiful, is the beauty of the simple, its vitality than the lanterns, water lamps to be tenacious, it is every day in obscurity for us to dedicate, no matter the wind and sunny sunny days, or windy thunderstorms, rainy days, or snowflakes flying in the winter. I like the street lamp, but also admire its good qualities, I want to be a street lamp like the quality of the students.
8. Borrowing a metaphor to write about a plant in 300 words or moreCactus, hey, it's really a strange plant with a lot of vitality! In a potted cactus, its toughness is surprising enough.
Water, no water, hot days, cold days, it does not care, its emerald, full of spines of the palmate stem has been upward stretching, like a stacked, a "green palm" above a small piece of the growth, overlapping, with this posture robust stand. Regardless of how the weather drought, other potted plants have been drooping head, but it is always vigorous, straight up in the air.
For the living environment, it seems that it never pay attention to, any stony soil, it is rooted, it seems to be in the happy shouting: "This place is very good, you see me in the prosperity of the growth of it!" It was covered with thorns, and no wild beasts could invade it; no pests could feed on it. A green cactus breaks and falls to the ground; do you think it is dead? No! It used its body nutrients, and cultivated another piece of youthful small cactus to, this is really called "rooted" it! Who would have guessed that such a majestic prickly plant would have brightly colored flowers? Some cacti have beautiful flowers.
The national flower of each country, there are plum blossoms, there are lotus, there are roses, there are lilies, you can think of, in that distant, historical heroes of the anti-riot Mexico, the national flower is the cactus! Throughout the generations, people have been singing the praises of the steadfastness of the pine and cypress, plum and bamboo integrity, the lotus proud to look down on the sludge, hedge chrysanthemums bravely fight the west wind ...... I think the cactus in particular should enjoy the praise of the people. Sure enough, I saw the Chilean poet Neruda has a poem is dedicated to the cactus on the coast of the song.
Some of the fragments read: My cactus, you have a lot of thorns, you are the gravel and dry winds of the brave enemies.
And, solemnly, you raise your thorny head ...... Such a strange poem is a fitting description of such a stubborn plant. Cactus so has such a magical vitality, have general plant knowledge people know, it originally grew in the desert area, in the desert so difficult to live in the environment, the heat and cold, flying sand, awesome drought, vicious windstorms, day and night, thousands of years to exercise the cactus, after such a long period of time, "the choice of nature! After such a long period of "natural selection", the cactus finally worked out in such a way that ordinary plants are dwarfed by the stubborn character and outstanding style, but for this, it would have been wiped out, like a number of other ancient plants, people are only able to find them in the fossilized traces.
In the home of the cactus, such as these places in Mexico, the wild cactus can grow to one or two feet high, like a big tree. In China, in places like Yunnan and Hainan Island in Guangdong Province, cacti also look amazing in the wild.
I have been to the south of Hainan Island, some of the defense outposts on the island, where the cactus on the beach grew like a pile of mounds, where it can grow, and even in the rocky moraine, in the stumps of the rotting wood, they have grown to thrive. This is a kind of yellow-brown, palm-shaped broad, needles like steel needle sharp cactus, bear loquat size, ripe into purple-red delicious fruit.
Seeing them grow with such youthful vigor in the sea water, I could not help but think of those lines of Neruda. This is exactly the kind of "cactus on the coast" that the poet celebrated.
The only people who can conquer the strongest of these plants are the strongest of human beings, the soldiers of our defense outposts! For example, I have been to a small island East Turtle Island, it and another small island like the eyes of Hainan Island, forward outstretched standing in the vast waves of the South China Sea. The beach of this island is where the cacti are densely covered.
But according to the soldiers guarding the island, now, compared to when they just landed, the cactus do not know how much has been hoed off. Ten years ago, they came to this dark green sea island from the icy northeast, and at that time, on this island, where are the fields, houses, pastures, roads? There were cacti and cacti everywhere! At first this island was originally deserted.
Even today, beyond the sandy beaches where you can land, in the rocky coastal areas, you can still vaguely see the appearance of a tropical island that has maintained its original style. The vastness of the boundless blue ocean, a wave constantly coming, crashing on the rocks, making a heavenly roar, spraying snow-white foam.
Sea crabs threaded their way through the cracks in the rocks, barnacles and oysters densely covered the rocks, and sea cucumbers wriggled in the clear water, spitting greenish-white slime. In the sky, rock hawks are gliding.
What a scene of sky and sea, sparse and empty! Ten years ago, the whole island was filled with such a pristine landscape. The Japanese invaders once occupied the island, and when they lost, they filled in the wells, blew up the wharf, and left the rusty cannons behind.
The whole island was occupied by cactus and one-person-high weeds. So when the People's Warriors first boarded the island, it was like boarding a pristine desert island.
So there was a fierce battle between man and nature. The troops who had fought on the Songhua River, who had chased and destroyed the enemy in the cold of minus forty degrees, now came to the desolate island where the rocks and grasses were smoking in the heat.
What they had to go through was perhaps far more difficult than anything that had befallen the cactus in millennia and millennia. First, they had to clear the grass, put up a tent, and fight the snakes and centipedes that were slithering all over the place.
In those days, they had to encounter several snakes in a short walk. The first thing they did when they got up in the morning was to slap the venomous insects off of their bedclothes.
In the heat of summer in the South, the mercury on the Celsius scale rises to thirty-seven degrees. You know, in geography books, 33 degrees Celsius is called "hot".
In such a climate, hard labor, not to mention, the most difficult is water, more valuable than gold, water drop by drop have to be transported from Hainan Island. Every four people every day **** with a basin of water, cooking, cooking, washing, bathing, all rely on it! In the hot sun as baked, a number of soldiers lips are cracked, but they are with each other, but still let each other water.
At that time, you can imagine, let the water than blood transfusion also need more forgetfulness! The hayloft was built, but then they ran into it.