The sea is early tide, dark green sea water rolled up as high as the walls of the huge waves rolled over, the situation like ten million galloping horses, running wildly against the enemy. When they came to the shore, they constantly stirred up the thunderous "boom boom" sound.
The wave by the wind, such as a line of egrets flying with wings; like a horse out of the reins of the horse; like countless roaring and screaming dragon, "wow" to the coast, splashing more than a meter high waves, blooming ten thousand crystal flowers, issued a "rustle! "The sound is like millions of musicians playing.
At noon, the sea is raging like a demon, stirred up the foam, lost the rhythm. The waves rushed on the shore, issued a huge roar, eyes in the stone embankment crashed to pieces, "wow" fell down, like a disheveled wild child. The waves undulate, just a little smoother, and then regain strength, "snap", and unexpectedly to the stone dike pounced, the still defeated, had no choice but to slowly retreat. The waves are crashing, holding tightly to the seaweed blown ashore by the wind. The waves are tossing and fluttering on the embankment, painfully *** around, and from time to time issued a few roars, countless droplets of water, "tada" fell on the road.
In the evening, the sea became quiet, and only the sound of "buzzing" could be heard, as if the sea was yawning. From a distance, it looks endless, but sometimes, it whispers softly at your feet.
The wind is much lighter than in the morning, and the fierce sea is calm and gentle, singing softly: Rustle ...... Rustle ...... Rustle ...... Rustle ......
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At night, the sea is not windy, there is no wave, the sea is like a big blue deep glass, lying flat there ...... big still wild children gradually fall asleep ......
2. The use of the carrier of the compositionA few days ago. Uncle gave me a puppy. It is very cute.
The puppy has black eyes and a pair of big ears. It has black and white fur, but the tail and paws are pure white, the white tail is usually always wagging, four snow-white snow-white paws like wearing clean white socks, very people like.
The puppy likes the food I give it, and always looks satisfied when it's full. Sometimes it likes to hold my shoes chewing play, play tired to find a place to sleep. After waking up, it likes to look around for me, let me play with it.
I love this cute little dog, it has become my best buddy.
3. I experienced an incident of my life, using the carrier, write a junior high school essay, 500Sunday morning, the weather is clear, sunny, the blue sky cloudless, I am free to play.
At this time, my mother came over to me and said, "Here is a raw embroidered kitchen knife, please sharpen it." I agreed with a straight heart.
As the saying goes, "It's easy to see things and hard to do things." I think this is not true at all, just sharpened the knife for a while, my hands are exhausted, so angry that I cried and laughed.
I wanted to give up on sharpening the knife, and just get on with it, and at most be scolded by my mom. But looking at the rusty blade, it seemed to be complacently mocking me: "How retarded, do things halfway."
At this time, my mind and clearly floated in the teacher in the classroom to tell the story of mortar and pestle into a needle. The story is that Li Bai was often playful when he was a child and skipped school, and once he saw an old woman grinding a pestle and mortar by the river on his way to escape from school.
Curiosity made him go up, Li Bai asked the old lady: "Why do you have nothing to do, grinding up the pestle and mortar, this is not a waste of effort?" The old lady said in a serious tone: "Children, I am not looking for nothing, I am using this mortar and pestle to grind an embroidery needle." When Li Bai heard this, he couldn't help but laugh and said to the old lady, "This is impossible, the mortar and pestle is so thick and the embroidery needle is so small, how long will it take to grind it?" The old lady said in all seriousness, "As long as there is patience, perseverance, the sky can do.
The so-called three feet of ice, not a day's cold." Li Bai heard this and felt ashamed, because he had no patience to do anything before.
After some, he rose to the occasion every day, spring and fall, and finally became a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty. I thought, the old lady has the spirit of perseverance, why can't I? So I quieted down and started sharpening the knife again.
I put the kitchen knife on top of the whetstone and ground it with all my might, and the whetstone made a rustling, rustling sound, as if the silkworms were eating the mulberry leaves.
After a while, the edge of the knife became sharp, and it looked golden in the sunlight. Looking at the sharp edge of the knife, it seems to be in the heart of the praise of me: "small capable people, really hard-working.
" Through this incident, I know: there is nothing difficult in the world, I am afraid of people who have the heart. The first thing you need to do is to look at the whole thing, and then you have to look at the whole thing.
Moral Revelations eight finish primary six class Yan Bo Some time ago, CCTV reported on Tiananmen Square, there are a lot of people to the ground to spit chewing gum, bubble gum, resulting in sticking to the ground by the long-term trampling of sugar, it is difficult to remove the cleaners have to spend a lot of effort to partially cleaned up. This incident is still fresh in my mind.
This incident brings out a moral issue. To be honest: morality is a stone, knocking out the fire of hope; morality is a fire, lighting the lamp of hope; morality is a lamp, illuminating the road of life; morality is the road, guiding people towards brilliant.
Everyone knows that on October 1, 1949, Chairman Mao announced on the Tiananmen Square tower that the Chinese people **** and the establishment of the country, Tiananmen Square, everything has become a symbol of the new China, and now we have obtained the right to host the twenty-ninth Olympic Games, the world's people's eyes are all brushed to our country. In order to today's glory, and how many people in the country in order to build a better China to work hard, but there are still some people in the unethical, humiliating the dignity of China.
If, after you eat the candy, wrap it up, throw it to the peel box, and cost you much time, and will not lower your status, but will enhance your moral character, there will be more people to look up to you, on the contrary, if you think that you eat something, throw it anywhere, thinking that it will make people think that you are a very noble person, you are very wrong, but will make people despise you, look down on you, how shameful your behavior is. How shameful your behavior is. Will anyone still think highly of you? Suppose again, if you, see the ground, someone just threw the peel, you will pick it up? There are two choices, pick up and do not pick up, to tell you the truth, these two choices have two different evaluation of your moral.
If you pick it up, it shows that your moral nobility, the dignity of the country as a priority, to serve people, nobility and honor; if you choose not to pick it up, it shows that you are morally corrupt, good and bad work, only care about their own enjoyment. If you think there are cleaners in the well, it's okay, I threw them to clean up.
But do you ever know, they also eat food, although eat less, but the same cost of the treasury funds. The salary is small, but they don't care, honestly, they are purely selfless.
Our cleaners here, most of them are old people, they use sweat to change the beauty of the city, they are with life in the fight. Maybe, we have to learn like the cleaners.
They go out early and come back late, for what, to give us "wipe ***", for the country to serve. You see them do everything, your heart is what feelings, is regret or shame, must be both, then we learn to learn them, selfless dedication character.
Not only in Tiananmen Square there is such a moral problem, even our school, there is such a problem. There are three floors in our school a***, arranged by senior and junior grades, the sixth grade is at the top, but, because of this, senior students take advantage of this convenience to do things that violate the morality is.
Throw the bags of small food down, spit down, throw bubble gum down. Throwing the bags down will cause white pollution when the wind blows; spitting down will cause diseases.
Or mainly talk about spitting bubble gum things we. Hebi City, a lack of funds in a small town, due to spit bubble gum is very dirty, no one is willing to pick up the school, are sweeping with a broom, if the stick to the broom, the broom will be no one to use, resulting in a great deal of waste, so that the funds here are even more scarce.
This moral problem is so serious! Let's see, now how many people's eyes on our country, this is our honor ah, this is through how many people in the country, with their own everything back, never because you a person's fault, and the results of these achievements into nothing, to put it bluntly: really a mouse shit, bad pot of soup. To know, today's hard-won glory, must be cherished, learn public service announcements, like, contribute to the motherland, create more brilliant, so that more international activities held in our country, so that the world's people look up to us, as suddenly as the night spring breeze, thousands of trees, thousands of pear blossoms, so that steel flowers, rice flowers, technologically bloomed all over the land of the gods, more and more prosperous industry, so that the Ming on the land of the gods.
4. Please, carrier essayMy table
The mountain does not turn, the water does not turn. In this long road to school, I have experienced countless desks, and these desks are all different character, each of them give me not a small revelation, they may not study very well, some even the bottom few in the class, the teacher put them all into a class - poor students, and I do not agree with the teacher's view, I I think everyone will have their own flashpoints, after all, "no gold is perfect, no one is perfect", they may be the learning aspect of the motivation has not been unearthed, need only time. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get the best out of me, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get the best out of me.
I remember when the third grade just started, my homeroom teacher found me and said to me: "You are a very good student, is a good helper of the teacher, I have a thing I want to discuss with you, if you do not agree with that is not forced." The teacher wanted to say something, after a pause the teacher said, "I want to transfer Mou Minghao in our class next to you, you help him more in his studies, okay?" I looked up and peeked at the teacher, who was looking at me with expectant eyes, and I nodded. The teacher was overjoyed, so the next day she moved him next to me. He was tall, but his face was dull, and from his face, I couldn't tell what was going on inside him. I realized the class teacher's good intention to say that to me, he really is not very smart, the teacher lectured when he was like Sima Yi to break the eight trigrams, do not pretend to understand ah! But one thing changed my opinion of him.
That time we held a "love" activities, students enthusiastically participate, the teacher said: "This time, but also to take pictures, and more to contribute to a love" the next day we held a grand donation activities, we all donations, but I found out that my table Mou Minghao did not donate. Mou Minghao, my classmate, didn't donate, and I was even more disgusted with him. I was even more disgusted with him. He was not good at studying, but he didn't even have any love. I told my teacher, who told me the reason, and I couldn't help but be shocked, because he had already donated 50 dollars, but he didn't donate it himself under the flashlight, and gave the money to the teacher instead. The first time I saw this, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you.
This table really make me elusive, he also let me understand, what is love, and not in the flash donations on the glory, but should be a silent pay, so that the dedication is not just a form, but a sincere! Everyone has a wonderful side, we have to be sincere and kind to those around us.
5. Composition: the theme of good use of the external environmentThe use of external objects, the achievement of their own
"Fake mikoshi horse, not a good foot, but to a thousand miles; fake oars, not able to water, but the end of the river." Therefore, we should be good at using external objects to achieve ourselves.
Maple leaves, so that the dewdrops red red flashing; lotus flowers, so that the dewdrops have a pale like a teardrop transparent. Dewdrop with the help of different things, so that they give people a different sense of beauty, successful realization of their own value. Every successful person, not simply rely on their own hard work, more or less with the help of external forces. As Newton stood on the shoulders of giants to see the problem, from the forgotten apple will be limited to the infinite abstraction, a law written to the stars, and therefore, our eyes Newton high pull out of the crowd.
Life is not a lack of keys to success, but whether you can find a favorable carrier to lead themselves to success; life is not a lack of opportunities for success, the precious is whether you can use the outside world, challenge the success of the unattainable. It is true that a person alone to dive into the study may be successful, but if you accept the olive branch thrown by others, then there must be a new transcendence, in a particular field of exclusive.
"Ascending high and recruiting, the arm is not added to the long also, and see the far; with the wind and call, the sound is not added to the fast also, and heard the manifestation." Sometimes the use of external objects can get twice the result with half the effort. With the help of external objects can help us move forward better, rather than lack of ability to perform. Good use of external objects, one step closer to success. The human space walk, relying on the development of science and technology; the Great Wall of China's winding coiled, benefited from the wisdom of the ancient working people and body. No matter what the achievements, are not detached from the specific carrier.
The good of Qin and Jin, Duke Mu of Qin supported the heavy ear back to the king; Hongmen Banquet, Zhang Liang to help Liu Bang out of danger; Three Gu Gu, Zhu Geliang bowed to exhaustion, and then died, the achievement of imperial hegemony. Throughout the ages, how many great achievements, are not in the help of others solid and strong. The best way to do this is to use the help of other people, so that you can have a better chance of getting the job done.
Learning to find a carrier, boldly try, success will open a hidden door for you, therefore, good use of foreign objects, the achievement of their own beautiful future!
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Xunzi's "Counseling Learning" says: "When you climb up high, your arms are not longer, but you can see far away; when you call with the wind, your voice is not faster, but you can hear it. If you fake a carriage or a horse, you will not be able to benefit from the foot, but you will be able to achieve a thousand miles; if you fake an oar, you will not be able to use the water, but you will be able to cut off the river; a gentleman is born not differently, but he is also good at faking things." Good use of external objects is a person with wisdom, and the possibility of success of the wise is great .
6. Use the writing style of the upper carrier to write mom loves me this piece of essayDoes mom love me? I've never really thought about it, but I think she loves me. I love my mom too!
One day, our family had lunch. My father and sister and I were walking towards the gate as usual, we were used to chatting at the gate or listening to people talking about their parents. As I walked behind, I saw my mom alone in the kitchen washing dishes.
Yes, mom has always been like this, quietly doing housework without complaining, and we are used to it. When I saw my mother's body bent a little because of fatigue, I suddenly felt a little hard, my mother has paid so much for us, but I rarely realized. I'm already eleven years old, I should do what I can for my mom, do mom's good assistant ah!
I rushed to my mother's side, full of apologies, said: "Mom, you are tired, rest, rest, let me wash the dishes." Mom's calm face immediately bloomed a smile, said happily: "Good ...... good, you've grown up, more and more understanding ......" Listening to my mother's praise, I was both happy and sad, didn't say anything else, lowered his head and seriously wash the dishes.
7. On the kinship has carrier essay 700 words, twoKindred spirits, like a signpost in the confusion, for you to guide the road ahead; Kindred spirits, like a lamp, illuminating the life you should go; Kindred spirits, like a cup of tea, can warm your heart.
My mother is an ordinary woman, but in her ordinary life, I saw her extraordinary side.
I remember when I was in first grade, I was playing with my classmates on the playground. Suddenly, I seemed to be pushed back by a force, and my chin hit a stone. My classmates sent me to the infirmary, and the teacher said I had to go to the hospital for stitches.
When my mother learned the news, she put down her chores and rushed to the hospital at the speed of light.
In the hospital bed, I was very scared. I saw the doctor fiddling with a needle, and all of a sudden, the fear turned into countless tears gushing out of my eyes.
At this moment, my mother ran into the hospital room, held my hand, and kept comforting me, saying: "Don't be afraid, it will be fine! Mom is by your side, I will always be with you!" I stopped crying and turned my head to look at my mother's eyes. For the first time, I realized that my mother's eyes were so big, so bright and so charming. Gradually, I went into dreamland.
I only vaguely remember that I was lying on a warm, firm back. It was rocking gently, like a cradle, without waking me up.
Wake up is, I have been lying in the soft bed at home. At this time, I will never forget, who put a small spoonful of manna into my mouth, who with caring eyes to dissolve the pain of my wounds. It was her - my most beloved mother.
Though she asked me many questions, I did not answer. I didn't want my talking to break the silence of the moment. I was thinking, if time can stay, let it stay in this moment.
Outside the window, the stars were watching with open eyes, and the moon was pouring its brightest moonlight into this cozy hut. They are quiet and don't seem to want to break the silence.
Affection, the old like a honey, give you a sweet taste; affection, like a spring in the desert, can help you in your difficulties; affection, like a ship, carrying you to set sail.
The love of family, is a cloud can never cover a clear sky!
8. There is a carrier to express the father's love essayThe mountain, so tall, steady, deep; and I, have a belong to my own father's love, like a mountain father's love.
For my father, I admire him, although he does not say much, but all the time does not exude a mature man's taste, fifteen years, from the day I remember, with my father happened a little bit of every drop are deep in my heart, from the first time I describe my father, write his fat, write his humor, write his seriousness, write his amiability, write his wisdom and cleverness, write him with me and my mother, write all kinds of interesting things that happened, this point of view, the first time I describe my father, write his fat, write his humor, write his seriousness, write his affinity, write his wisdom and intelligence, write him with me and my mother, write my mother and my father. The various interesting things that happened, this little bit of happiness, has long been engraved in the bones!
I like to call my father "Dad", because I think "Dad" is more intimate, I like to hold my father in my left hand and my mother in my right hand, the happy days, that kind of warm feeling will always remain in my memory. My father's shoulder is my harbor from the wind, behind that broad shoulder, there must be a warm world. When I was a child, my father always held my hand, led me to cross the street, taught me to learn how to walk, rode a bike, went shopping in the supermarket with me, and, of course, was accompanied by my mother. If God let me take all the wealth in exchange for these memories engraved in my mind, I will never agree!
For me, my father's love for me touched me, my father is a man of few words, but his actions do not reveal his love for me, a small look, a small action, my father's love for me is deep, belongs only to me, father's love.
Last winter, I caught a cold, a low fever persists, one afternoon burned to 38 degrees five, Dad just came home from work, see the red face confused me, eyes flashed a hint of urgency, and then took me to the hospital, the same day more than six o'clock in the afternoon, I played the drip, Dad assured a lot, let Mom go home first, he stayed with me, but Mom was afraid that Dad would appear hypoglycemia, so that he would be home first! But mom was afraid that dad might have hypoglycemia, so she let him go home first. Dad couldn't argue with mom, so he had to go home, but before he left, he said with a little smile, "We'll change shifts in an hour!" Then he left without looking back. Sure enough, an hour later, Dad returned to the hospital and told my mom to go back. The room in the hospital was so hot, and Dad was afraid of the heat! I don't know how he spent that long hour, and what touched me the most was that when dad saw me licking my lips, he poured a glass of water for me, I can never forget the look in dad's eyes when he fed me water, full of a kind of love, a kind of pity. This is different from the mother's eyes, dad's eyes are complex, as if the sea, the depth of the bottom can not be seen. He slowly bent down, the cup of water gently close to my lips, slowly pouring water into my mouth, warm liquid into my throat, dad body of delicate let me for a surprise, how I did not think, usually a big man will also have such delicate emotions! Back home, I sweated all over, the fever also fell off a lot, dad a moment to give me water, a moment to give me oranges, a moment for me to peel pears, mom is also very busy. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and then you'll be able to get your hands on some of the most popular ones.
Today's night, the moon is so bright! I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it, and I'm sure I'll be able to do it! Lying on the soft Simmons bed, open the floodgates of memory, the past and the father happened little by little vividly, in the snow and ice to pick me up and drop me off, in the holiday with me to play with my father, for me to explain the math problems of my father, accompany me to buy clothes of my father. I grew up happily under the love of my father, and grew up safely under the protection of my father, unknowingly, 15 years have passed.
That year was a terrible year, the results of the physical examination of my father wrote in black and white "three high". My eyes have a moment of Venus appeared, and I learned that my father can no longer smoke and drink, I realized that it is now time for me to protect my father, I began to help my father to quit smoking and drinking, to encourage him, to help him, my father when I was a child often coaxed me to play, and now, it is time for me to use my father to love me to love him in the same way that I love him, although after fifteen years of my father's head with more than a few more silver hairs, but in my heart, my father is still upright and strong. Still upright, strong, sturdy, the difference is that now it is changed to me to love him. Dad body exudes the flavor of the kind of mature man is still, the vicissitudes of the The earthly world. Maybe everything will change, but I believe that my dad's love for me, my love for my dad, with the green hills, with the world to survive.
Dad's love, like mountains!