In the daily study, work, life, we are all familiar with the essay, right, the essay according to the different genres can be divided into narrative, expository, application essay, argumentative e
In the daily study, work, life, we are all familiar with the essay, right, the essay according to the different genres can be divided into narrative, expository, application essay, argumentative essay. So how is the general essay written? The following is my help to organize the whole essay 6, I hope it will be helpful to you.
The big full essay Part 1Thinking of learning to skate through, my heart swings a kind of difficult to express the taste, then I'll say it out for everyone to evaluate the evaluation!
It was a sunny Saturday, I skated with my classmates in the neighborhood, a few of them are veterans, but I am a novice, the heart is both excited and a little timid!
Because I do not know how to skate, so my classmates came to teach me to skate. The students let me hold on to the railing, slowly moving forward to practice. "I fell on my butt on the ground, I slowly got up from the ground, and began to practice one step at a time. However, it wasn't long before I fell on my butt again. At this time, the people around me saw it, and they all laughed at me. I was so sad that I said, "I don't want to learn anymore"! At this time, my classmates said to me: "As long as you are single-minded to skate, you will succeed."
Listening to the words of my classmates, I boldly stood up again, not holding the railing, and practiced. I fell down and stood up again to practice. And so I practiced seriously. Finally, I finally learned to skate! I skated happily around the neighborhood .......
From this incident, I understand: there is nothing difficult in the world, only fear of the person who has the heart. Doing anything should be done single-mindedly, and never give up halfway. Otherwise you are a real loser, a coward!
The whole essay Part 2
The time is in a hurry, the years are like a shuttle. It is another year of Mother's Day. In the cozy room, I talked to my mother about family life, and I heard my mother's bright laughter at the end of the phone, and my heart felt very light. Because of my parents' work, my mother and I are separated by mountains and rivers, but our hearts are together.
I remember when I was in fifth grade, I learned a text, which seems to be written by Zhu De, "Memories of my mother". This text is perhaps an initiation to my knowledge of my mother, and since then, I have only slowly begun to understand my mother. In my mind my mother is always young, thirty or forty years old. Did not when inadvertently see the mother head black hair for silver hair, see the mother was sun-darkened face of the years plowing traces of ...... look at the wall yellowed photos, look at the front of the still busy this person is my mother.
From the time I remember, my mother never got up more than seven o'clock. Whether it is a cold winter, or a hot summer, mother has a busy work, mother has never complained of life's hardships and labor. When I was small, my mother was omnipotent in my eyes, even always smiling and busy. Slowly grew up, understand, began to understand the mother's not easy. I remember one night at home and mother chat, mother told me as long as my father and I are well, she is very happy. Hearing my mother say this, my heart was violently seized, tears in the eyes of the spinning.
I don't have a family yet, I haven't been a parent, and I know there are some things I don't understand as well as I should right now. But people are the product of nature, and I also understand the reasoning behind "feeding back". In fact, what our parents need is not how much we give them, but that we understand their love for us. Thinking about what we have experienced, our parents do not like to gnaw on bones, but to leave the meat to their children to eat; our parents do not like to walk to a very far place to buy things, but they want to save a few dollars of the road to pay for their children's tuition ......
On Mother's Day, we need to be quiet and think. a moment of gratitude for our mothers and fathers.
Great Full Essay Part 3Familiar plot, a faint feeling of sadness, the falling snow to bring back the origin of the glazed flower season. --Title
The train of life keeps moving forward and never stops. On the way, a lot of people who accompanied you off, and there are many strangers into the eyes. Along the way, the fragrance of flowers refreshing heart, is in youth, do not miss this flower season.
Flower season struggle
Struggle has always been the main theme of youth. The campus is the place where our dreams begin to sprout, and it is also the place where we struggle relentlessly. There is no stopping point in life, and reality is always a starting point. Only by maintaining the posture of struggle can we prove the existence of life. Under the night in front of the desk I softly recite, the playground on the track on my feet clanging, in the examination room next to the table I calmly test, the rustle of the pen tip and paper friction sound, telling the unruly young man's endeavor, only because of the dream of the world's obsession and attachment. In this flower season, I dream as a pen, sweat as ink, write down the struggle of the heroic autobiography. Not bad for the season.
Flower season friendship
Friendship is often an episode of youth. It is like transparent dewdrops, usually unnoticeable, in the abyss but can reflect the brilliant light and hope. It is always said that graduation is far away, but in the blink of an eye, each went his own way. The time we spend together is short, but friendship has never been measured in time. It is the safest island in the storm, it is the brightest lamp in the deep darkness, it is the deepest warm current in the lonely heart. Time would take these friends away from me, screaming to cut the bonds between us to pieces, but they never actually left. They have always lived in the warmest 'corner of my heart. In this flower season, the flower of friendship quietly blossomed, I cared for it with all my heart, lest I let the thorns of the years cut its delicate petals, and the obscurity of the red dust make it dull. It's not a bad idea to miss this season.
Growing up in the flower season
Growing up is the name of the song for the youth march. This flower season of the little by little, all moisturized my heart, but also spurred my growth. Growing up, I gradually read my parents swaying lonely back in the wind; growing up, I slowly realize that the teacher "anger we do not fight" helpless; growing up, I stumbled in the sea of learning to beg for the light of the helpless. Glory in the throat of the struggle in the residual bitterness, failure in the eyes of the indignation and frustration of the unwilling, I tasted a little bit of the cruelty of growth, full of bitterness, taste buds but rippling with the sweetness of the silk. Because of the growth, I am in the life of this meaningless trip, there is the soul of the rock. Growing up in this flower season, I use my heart to build the fortress of youth, the chapter of growth. Not bad for the season.
The age precipitation can not go back to the past, time always pick up those bright sadness. This season will always become a memory of the fragments, but the struggle, friendship, growth will be cohesive together, sublimated into a dazzling treasure. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at your favorite products and services, and you'll be able to get a good look at them!
The Linpan Cultural Square is a big beautiful park.
Entering the Linpan Cultural Square, what comes to your eyes is the round flower bed, which is surrounded by green belts, all of which are perennial green plants. The center of the green belt is a rockery, the rockery is covered with creepers, creeper leaves become red. Although the leaves are not as green as they are in summer, they still look beautiful. There are colorful flowers under the rockery; yellow, red, pink, white ...... so beautiful! The sides of the rockery are planted with small purple flowers, and there are green lawns on the left and right sides.
Walk 30 meters to the left, walk across the cobblestone path, walk up to the bridge, there are many little lions on the bridge. These little lions are all identical. The bridge is over two connected small ponds, there are many people fishing by the ponds, there are bamboo forests and peach trees beside the bridge, and there are many trees by the ponds. In the fall, some leaves turn yellow, and there are many weeping willows dancing in the wind. Directly south of the bridge, there is a square pavilion with a red roof and white walls. Many people are under the pavilion to cool off.
Further on, stepping over the cobblestone path, there are lawn flower beds everywhere, the lawn is laid very neatly, small flowers bloom so brightly. Come to the Linpan Cultural Square, the center of the square has an artificial fountain. There are many lights around, and at night it is brightly lit. People walk and dance in the square. There is also a big TV in the square, and you can watch TV. Southwest of the square is a playground, many children like it very much.
The square is so beautiful, it is a place for us Linpan people to rest and play.
The square is a beautiful place for us Linpan people to rest and have fun.
The square is a great place for us Linpan people to rest and have fun.
The square is a great place for us Linpan people to rest and have fun.
The square is a beautiful place for us Linpan people to rest and have fun.
So, where does innovation start?
Innovation is the soul of the nation's progress, is an inexhaustible power of a country's prosperity, looking back at history, the twentieth century, the world's major inventions eighteen, of which the Americans completed nine, the British completed four, the Soviet Union to complete three, the Germans to complete a, only the gene map sorting Chinese people to participate, but we only occupy one percent of the workload. We are stretched to the limit in terms of scientific and technological innovation, and naturally lagging behind the West.
As we enter the new century, we keep reflecting on where innovation comes from. With the question, we embarked on a journey of exploration, on this road, we are soberly aware that innovation is realized from every whim, from every breakthrough.
Every attempt is a breakthrough. Thinking back to the "father of hybrid rice" Yuan Longping is not in the attempt, time and time again in the breakthrough in order to succeed? Edison is not also through countless experiments countless breakthroughs before the invention of the electric light?
The New York Times website once predicted that China would eventually surpass the United States in the field of innovation. Today, a series of innovation breakthroughs in China have not only boosted the country's strength, but also allowed the international media to marvel at "the momentum of innovation is geographically shifting to the East". The Chinese ship, with innovation as its sail and the people as its oars, is riding the waves and marching forward on the course of realizing the "Chinese dream"!
Innovation is the driving force of a nation's development, without innovation, the whole nation is a stall of stagnant water; without innovation, a nation's progress will be difficult; without innovation, a nation will be abandoned by history.
Goethe once said: continuous change and innovation, will be full of youthful vigor; otherwise, it may become ossified, so we have to continue to break through the self, strive to be an innovator, China will be more powerful!
Breakthrough, innovation will start from here.
The old security guard downstairs suddenly disappeared one day, supposedly to work elsewhere. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night.
Now that you're not here, I feel empty. In the first few days, I thought you were on vacation and waited patiently. But after a few more days, I saw that your picture on the wall was replaced with someone else's, and I started to feel hard and sad. Now the security guards are indifferent to us, not warm like you.
You treated us like your loved ones, when there was a delivery, you would come and let us come down to get it, and sometimes you would send it up, but now the security guards help open the door at most, and just sit in their own seats, and don't take the initiative to help us. I miss you so much, there are a whole lot of questions floating in my mind, all of them are about you, how is your new job going? How long do you take off every day? Are you not feeling well? I'm not sure if you're still in love with me, but I'm sure you're still in love with me. ......
Every time I went to study, I would look and see if I would see you in the security booth, because I hoped I could see you and see if you were doing well.
Until today, I still wonder: where the hell did you go? Why did you go? We can't live without you!