1. A 600-word essay on recalling the past
Memories carry people on a long journey, and are the paving stones along the way. They render a sky in their hearts, colorful, and are everyone’s own smeared. Memories write pages of history, the glory of the past, the gloom of the past, the brilliance, the gloom, and the past we have.
In our childhood days, we walked in chaotic steps, carrying with us the memories of our beginnings. In my memory, the sky was very blue at that time, reflecting the innocent heart of childhood. There is no trace of imperfection in my eyes, only the occasional sadness. My childhood was spent peacefully in a warm swaddle, and in the memories of the photo album, every photo was filled with smiling faces. The memories just carry me forward.
We grew up quietly in those days when the flowers were blooming and falling. The memories took me to another site. After turning a big corner, I saw the memories of the future. The memories here have rainbows, and every cloud is colorful. They will take me on expeditions, to see my dreams, and to find hope. Memories are like a compass, looking for the exit in the lost forest and the direction in the smoke. Memories are like a drifting continent, taking us to various places and growing up happily in our own strength.
Memories push us forward little by little on our own path. They record everything we have, just like making a movie for us and playing it over and over again, but it is meaningful every time. There is new content, and it will be our motivation to move forward every time.
People who love life like to make memories. I belong to this type of person. I love everything, so I am happy. Who said, "Memories are like a dagger written with cold light. When it is thrown into the lake water under the moonlight, it splashes with broken silver water. Those are the tears deep in our eyes." These tears can help us wash away everything. Blind things allow us to really see the road ahead. Steady steps step by step are based on memories. It will help us sort out our chaotic steps, adjust our posture, and make us stand upright like a tree, jointing wildly.
Everyone’s memories are hidden in the most precious place. My memory is hidden in my safe. It is so safe. It is my wealth, the most precious. wealth. The memories in your heart need to be cherished. They are your history. They are what you are. No one will hate it, because hating it will only make you feel that you are guilty. Memories are the beginning of all good things. No matter what your past is, memories will erase it and start a new journey.
Memories carry us into the title page of history. Unknowingly, we have learned a lot from memories, abandoned the indifference and arrogance of the past, and moved towards our goals. The wind and sand along the way cannot stop us from moving forward, nor can we stop memories from turning a new page. Our lives are full of memories, and memories are all of our lives.
Memories are like golden sand and stones, covering all the roads we have walked and becoming a dazzling scene in our hearts. The memories written in my heart are hope for life, love for life, and our most vivid past. What once became a memory takes us flying in the future, bumpy and leaping all the way, and finally we find the Latin magic lamp in the memory.
The memories in my heart are just like this. There are not many modifications, only the most authentic things in my heart. They will always occupy my mind, leading me towards tomorrow and flying towards the high point I yearn for. Ben, finally on a certain page of memory, I laughed. 2. Composition "Looking back at the past and looking forward to the future"
Looking back on the past, our thoughts are racing and we are filled with emotions; based on today, we are confident and confident; looking forward to the future, we are singing loudly and laughing all the way.
Yesterday will always belong to the past. Regardless of success or failure, the past will always belong to death. Yesterday is like a falling meteor crossing the sky, with no time to say hello. Yesterday is like dandelions flying all over the sky. Show his arrogance.
Looking back on yesterday, we have a clear conscience, even though too much bitterness melted into yesterday’s plowshares, even though too much sadness filled our hearts, even though too much helplessness was written on our faces, even though Too much energy is wasted on yesterday's process.
There will be success as well as failure. Of course, there will be salty tears but also a sweet smile. Only with loss will the lingering song of yesterday be formed. Only with sadness will there be the romantic color of yesterday.
Looking back at the past, we are open-minded. Looking back at the past, we are immersed in the flowers and applause of yesterday's success; looking back at the past, we did not stop at the beautiful dream we built yesterday; looking back at the past, we did not Feeling sad and lost in yesterday's gains and losses, right and wrong; looking back on the past, understanding the truest self, seeing the future direction clearly, choosing the right voyage, and painstakingly building a new day.
Based on today, we keep our eyes open, walk through the passing years of yesterday, ignite new hopes, let go of new dreams, and shuttle through the tunnel of life. Today is another starting point and another rising sun. Please open the window of your soul and embrace the sunshine! Embrace today! 3. An essay about going back to the past
Going back to the past
Whenever I hear Jay Chou's "Back to the Past", my heart feels a little sour, and my eyes Also covered in tears.
Yes, I admit that I am indeed not like an ordinary junior high school student. I love to create a smooth life path for myself so that my life can proceed in an orderly and stable manner. And I am not completely living in the illusion of the future, but wandering in memories-reality-future. The future is beautiful, with thousands of flavors; reality is happy, with a warm feeling; the future is sweet, with the beauty of a dream. However, I always looked back step by step, watching the play I wrote and acted.
From snuggling in my mother’s arms, to learning to walk for the first time, to walking into school┈┈Everything is so beautiful, but everything is so short. In the blink of an eye, I am already 13, but how did I spend these 13 years? How much is gained? How fruitful can I get from 13 years of life experience? Have the seeds of wisdom sprouted? Nothing is known. well! My life can never be like a computer, equal to zero from the beginning to the end, right? I feel really sad for myself and sigh for my wasted life.
No, do not grieve for yourself, do not sigh for yourself. You have to believe that everything you do is useful. How many people in the world have not lamented their past? How many people have no regrets about what they have done? To this day, people still regret the path they decided to take in life. In fact, life is just like "The Road Not Taken" written by the American poet Frost. Life is at a fork in the road, and the places where there are two roads leading to are heaven and hell. We are faced with the difficulty of choosing. At this time, we know that there is only the same difference between heaven and hell, but we can only choose one way. When we embark on the path of our choice, we should have no regrets. The road ahead winds into the secluded part of the forest, and behind it is a dense bush. There is no way back. Therefore, we must go on strong and bravely until we reach the end, which is the end of life.
Going back in time can certainly help you know which way leads to heaven and which way leads to hell, but what’s the use? At most you can make yourself happy, but you are already an old person. However, if you take the path you chose in the first place, you will not feel empty or think that you have wasted your life.
From now on, I will follow my own path in life. I will not shed tears for my choices, and I will never sing "I want to go back to the past, try to let the story continue┈┈" 4. Write an essay with the title "Reminiscing about the past and looking forward to the future"
We should not only pay attention to the glorious achievements of the past, but also pay more attention to the future and look forward to the future. Students: Please forget the achievements of the past, seize today, and let us look forward to the future together!
Looking to the future
- Thoughts on reading "The Snail's Trophy"
The Snail's Trophy is a fable that I love deeply. Its main content is The snail is an insect that won a trophy in the flying competition, but it values ??its past glory too much and wants to be inseparable from the trophy. Finally, it became one with the trophy, and it could no longer fly or run.
This fable made me enlightened. I can't help but think about it. If a person has achieved brilliant achievements that have attracted world attention, but if he is willing to degenerate and not strive for progress, it is like applying a layer of mud to gold. Repeated failures in the future will still drown out the brilliant achievements of the past. . As I write this, I can't help but think of a past incident.
It was a spring with flowers in full bloom, and the midterm exam had begun. The intense review was carried out in an orderly manner. Time flies by like water. "The invigilator will be here in a few minutes," the classmate next to him whispered. I walked into the examination room confidently, and when I saw it, wow! The questions are all so simple. I can definitely get 98 points in English this time. So, after I finished answering the paper, I didn’t even check it. I clicked the paper and started chatting with my deskmate enthusiastically. As expected, my English score was 98 points. Not long after, another smaller test came. I thought to myself, the questions in the last big test were so simple, so this time it must be no problem. Isn't this Zhang Fei eating bean sprouts - a piece of cake! So, I bragging in front of my classmates without much review. The test paper was sent out, but the results disappointed me. I only scored 93.5 points, but the bright red score written on it couldn't be a fake! The unexpected score and the mocking eyes of my classmates made tears of guilt flow from my heart. Isn't this just like the stupid behavior of the snail in the fable?
We should not only pay attention to the glorious achievements of the past, but also pay more attention to the future and look forward to the future.
Students: Please forget the achievements of the past, seize today, and let us look forward to the future together! 5. "Memories" Write an essay
Beautiful memories
The time in the past no longer exists, but what is left to me the most is the memory in time. I once fantasized about turning back time, but I couldn't do it after all. Therefore, in my heart, the past life left me only beautiful memories...
I recall the spring, when the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. season. We sang loudly and walked on the field path. Spring outings are the most attractive to children, but cooking and running games are even more enjoyable. We sat under the tree and looked at the sky. The sky is blue, and under the blue sky, buds have grown on the branches. I seem to see them growing vigorously, bathed in the spring sunshine. Those buds, aren’t we the energetic ones?
I recall summer, a season full of fresh green. In that small garden that belongs to me, there are countless small flowers and grass growing. The grass is green and shiny, and the flowers are blooming even brighter! Scattered flowers are scattered in the small garden. Although they are not as delicate as peonies or as fragrant as jasmine, they are still so charming, beautiful and lovely. In the distance, a yellow dot flew towards me, getting closer, getting closer! Oh, it turned out to be a bee, very small. It fell on a wild chrysanthemum, sucking the sweet nectar. When it leaves, the pollen goes with it, accompanying the bees as they make their homes everywhere. Aren't the bees our hardworking gardeners?
I recall autumn, the season of harvest. The fields, as you look, are full of golden color, undulating with the wind, like a rolling wave of waves. In the orchard, apples and pears are hanging on the branches, so juicy and mouth-watering. Take a bite and the aroma will overflow, making you unforgettable for a long time. On campus, we chatted non-stop. We hadn’t seen each other during the summer vacation, so we couldn’t help but miss each other. During the summer vacation, we learned a lot. Isn’t that knowledge our harvest?
I recall winter, a season filled with warmth. Although the leaves have fallen, you can still occasionally see birds singing on the trees; although the grass has withered and turned yellow, it will grow again next year; although the cold wind on New Year's Day is still biting, the New Year's greeting cards are still there. There is warmth everywhere. It entrusts the friendship and sincerity of the classmates. Isn’t that blessing the long-lasting warmth?
I recall the past and yearn for the spring, summer, autumn and winter of the future. Let them be full of birdsong, covered with fresh green, destined to harvest, and filled with warmth.
Let them leave more beautiful memories for me!
Hope you will adopt it~~╮（╯▽╰）╭ 6. If you are in urgent need, please help me write an essay titled "Looking Back at History and Revitalizing China"
More than 70 years Not long ago, a tragedy occurred in Nanjing. More than 300,000 people died. Nanjing was turned into a living hell by the Japanese invaders! Opening the pages of history, the outrageous scenes make people think a lot -
The originally peaceful village was brought into a desolate atmosphere by the Japanese invaders, who had no humanity. They used vicious tactics to treat the innocent villagers, killing everyone on sight, leaving no one alive, leaving only mountains of corpses and chilling winds. The Japanese invaders broke into village houses, plundered property, killed people and set fires. Facing women, children and the elderly who had no ability to resist, the Japanese invaders still raised their swords and guns in a frenzy. They showed no mercy to the newborn baby that fell to the ground in the chaos, and picked it up and threw it into the boiling water. , what was left behind was the heartbreaking cry of the mother, which touched the heartstrings. But in the end, the crying cry gradually became fainter, and the house was in a mess...
Not only that, the Japanese invaders also launched a killing competition to see who could kill more people. For them, the more people they killed, the greater the honor, but for us Chinese, the shame has deepened. During the search of the Japanese invaders Next, a Chinese young man refused to bow to the Japanese officer, so the Japanese soldiers set his body on fire. In the raging fire, there were many pairs of fearful eyes and despair---the sonorous and powerful sentence: "Down with Japanese imperialism!" "Echoes over the clouds and penetrates the hearts of the people. Japan committed a tragic crime in Nanjing, China. It was inhumane and left behind a Nanjing where "thousands of households are deserted and ghosts are singing", leaving behind waves of miserable cries and cries. , there is no shame, there is no shame, warning us everywhere: "Revitalize China!" 7. Elementary school composition, write about an experience of watching other people's games
The years are like rapids, constantly washing away my memory, many things It has been blurred, but deep in my heart, there is one thing that has always been unforgettable for me.
I remember that it was last autumn, in the composition class, the teacher wanted to let us exercise our bodies, cultivate our sentiments, and cultivate our
The teacher divided us into two teams, one was the Tigers and the other was the Eagles. I was assigned to the Eagles.
The two teams are equally strong and refuse to give in to each other. The students are all heroic and hold their heads high. A tit-for-tat match is about to begin.
With the teacher’s whistle, the match begins It started. The players on both sides held the rope tightly. They pushed their feet on the ground one by one, leaned back, and tried their best to pull the rope in their own direction. The red ribbon in the middle of the rope moved towards the Tigers for a while, and then moved to the Eagles for a while, interacting with each other. Not giving in. The cheerleaders from both sides also shouted in unison and kept beating the drums to cheer for their team. My hands were red, but the rope still didn't move, and the two sides entered a stalemate.
At this time, all our team members were all red-eyed. Some people’s faces were red from holding back, some were baring their teeth and grinning and shouting, and some were holding the rope with both hands and pressing hard with all their strength. Pull in our own direction. In the end, our team tried its best. With the shouts of the cheerleaders, the red silk suddenly moved to our side. Our Eagles won.
In the next two games, our team took advantage of the situation. We moved forward and won continuously, and finally we won.
This tug-of-war made me understand the principle of unity and strength, and inspired me to build up the confidence to overcome difficulties on the road to the future. , I will never forget this tug-of-war. 8. Looking back on the past and looking forward to the future
Looking back on the past and looking forward to the future, please stay tuned! Looking back on the past, I have a lot of thoughts and emotions; based on today, I am confident and confident; after walking through the year of 2007, I feel really complicated and have a lot of emotions.
Yesterday will always belong to the past. Regardless of success or failure in the past, it will always belong to the god of death; yesterday, it was like a falling meteor crossing the sky, with no time to say hello; yesterday, it was like a dandelion flying all over the sky, showing its swagger. Looking back on yesterday, I have a clear conscience, Even though too much bitterness has melted into yesterday's plowshare, even though too much sadness has filled my heart, even though too much helplessness has been written on my face, even though too much energy has been squandered on yesterday's process. There are also failures. There will be success, there will be salty tears and of course a sweet smile, there will be losses that make up yesterday.
The lingering songs of the day will have the romantic color of yesterday only if they are sad. Looking back on the past, I feel magnanimous. Looking back on the past, I am immersed in the flowers and applause of yesterday's success. Looking back on the past, I do not stop at what I built yesterday. In a beautiful dream; looking back at the past, I am not dejected and immersed in yesterday's gains and losses, right and wrong; looking back at the past, I understand the truest self, see the future direction clearly, choose the voyage, and work hard for a new day. Create. The twists and turns make me grow. If I don’t experience wind and rain, how can I see a rainbow? Fortunately, I know another world. Today in 2008, I keep my eyes open and walk through the past years, ignite new hopes and let go of new dreams. Traveling through the tunnel of days. Today is another starting point, another morning sun. Open the window of my soul and embrace the sunshine! Hug today! Looking forward to the future, I sing loudly and laugh all the way.