1. A 400-word essay on Zhanzhan Diqi Bicycle
Learning to ride a bicycle for the first time
When I was a child, I watched other people riding their bicycles on the street. While driving around, I had an idea: I also want to learn to ride a bicycle.
I told my father about this dream, and he said with joy on his face : "Okay, I'll teach you how to ride it later." I was very happy after hearing this and jumped up and down happily. My father did not break his promise. He really bought me a bicycle and took me here.
When we arrived at an open space, it was so wide, and this is where I started learning to ride a bicycle. My father carried me to the seat, and I held the handle tightly with my little hands. I was so nervous that I didn’t notice big beads of sweat dripping down. My father asked me to ride the pedals of the car.
I started riding and my father pushed the car. I smiled happily. It seemed like I was flying, flying in the air, I could Soon I couldn't maintain my balance and fell down. I started crying. My hands and legs were scratched by sand and stones.
Touch. "Yo" I felt sore. My father tried to comfort me. , I didn’t listen, I made a fuss, and I shouted loudly: "Damn bicycle, I will never learn to ride a bicycle again." After that, I kicked a pebble towards the bicycle, as if it could stop him
As if in endless pain, my father did not beat me or scold me. He said kindly: "Oh, son, learning anything has to go through ups and downs. Even a bicycle, even though it is just a two-wheeled thing, you also need to keep learning.
That’s okay. If you mean to be afraid of difficulties, it will only make him more proud and torture you more, because your fear makes him know that you are weak and only your optimistic attitude can challenge him. It, defeat it, and it will understand that you are a man, a man who will not give in to difficulties!" After listening, I nodded in understanding.
Later, I did not give up learning to ride a bicycle. Falling down again and again did not make me retire. I believed that my self-confidence and optimism could defeat him, and the bumpy and bumpy road finally turned into a straight and smooth road.
It has been several years since this happened. Think about what I would have done if I had given up on learning to ride a bicycle for the first time. I think, then I would have looked like a coward, and it would have been easier than difficult. I bowed my head. I think I should really thank my father for his words.
Learning to ride a bicycle for the first time
There are countless interesting things in my childhood, but the ones I will never forget for many years. It was the first time I rode a bicycle.
That morning, my father bought me a brand new bicycle. I couldn't put it down, but I immediately became worried: I don't know how to ride, what should I do? ? Dad saw through my thoughts and kept comforting me, saying: "Learn slowly, where there is a will, there is a way."
I am going to start learning to ride a bicycle! Dad held the back of the car with his hands and asked me to ride. "Ah! Come on!" Mom encouraged me from the side. After listening to my mother's words, I nodded. Before riding, I thought to myself: Come on! Keep your balance!
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held on to the handlebars hard, stepped on the pedals, and lowered my head for fear of falling. "Deng Qi, raise your head, look ahead, and pay attention to the direction." I Riding around the flower bed, my father held the car and ran, and the little flowers in the flower bed were waving to me, one lap,
Two laps... just like that, I slowly let go of my hand and ran with the car. Suddenly, The car bumped, bang, I fell out of the car and the whole thing was like shit! Dad quickly stepped forward and helped me up. "Why did you let me go? I fell." I roared loudly. Dad dusted off the dust on my body and said with a smile: " Are you going to give up?" At this time, I saw my father was sweating profusely, and I really regretted yelling at him, and I secretly made up my mind that I would never give up until I learn.
Stop.
Yes, is it still a man to shrink back when encountering difficulties? Suddenly my whole body was full of strength. I pushed the pedals of the bicycle hard with my feet, and the bicycle drove out crookedly like a drunkard
A few meters away, it fell again. Once it didn't work, I tried it again, twice, three times... Although I fell bruised and bruised, in the end, the bike finally picked up and I shouted: "Long live, I succeeded!" This shout echoed over the square for a long time. If I didn't experience a bone-chilling cold, there would be no fragrance of plum blossoms. I finally tasted the sweetness of my hard work. My happy little figure flashed in the square all afternoon. .
Today, I seem to understand the meaning of what Grandma Bing Xin said: people only admire the bright and beautiful flower of success. The original bud was soaked in the tears of struggle and sprinkled with tears. The drizzle of sacrifice is all over. 2. Composition of Feng Zikai's comic "Looking at the End of the Car" (300 words required)
Childhood is the most beautiful.
You hold two big banana fans, sandwich them between your legs, one behind the other, and this is your car. No other car is as fast or as good as other cars, but your car can take you soaring in the paradise of fantasy and swim in the ocean of dreams.
When you see the world through a child's eyes, everything is so magical. Your car is your masterpiece.
The cool breeze blows, bringing a piece of blue sky and white clouds. You have to be here, use your car to move forward, and run on the grassland. There are green trees, red flowers, and cool breeze gently pushing you forward.
Here, you can soar in the sky, run on the ground, and swim in the ocean. At this moment, you are the center of the world... When you open your eyes, you are lying on the ground, holding two banana fans.
At this time, you have become a star in the future. 3. Feng Zikai’s cartoon Bicycle, read the pictures and write no less than 400 words
Li Bai once wrote: “The man came riding a bamboo horse, went around the bed to make green plums, and lived together in a long distance, and the two children had no problem guessing. ”
There were childhood sweethearts in ancient times, because horses were the means of transportation in ancient times. It is every boy's dream to ride a horse and whip his whip, and enjoy the world.
Using bamboo as a horse, the horse's hooves "clack" and the cry "drive" are running towards childhood dreams. I don’t dream of being Prince Charming, because a tall horse can’t run on an asphalt road; I don’t want to be Prince Charming, because I don’t have a charming horse; I don’t want to be Prince Charming, because that is an unrealistic fantasy; I don’t want to be Prince Charming, because I Have better dreams.
I just want to ride my bicycle and take the girl I like with me. I don’t have a bamboo horse, but I have a big banana fan.
The round fan is like a bicycle wheel, rolling my dreams. I have two hands, one for the front wheel and one for the rear wheel. If you want to join me, we can extend the bicycle indefinitely.
Now, with the fan as a wheel, who wants to get on my bicycle and ride the Qingmei Fan Car? I rode a fan cart, went around the bed to make green plums, and lived together for a long time, and my childhood sweethearts kept guessing. Look, my bicycle can take me anywhere without traffic jams or consuming gas.
"Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling. The car is here, my friends are coming out!" I drove my bicycle through my imaginary childhood. 4. An autumn outing composition in Shanjuandong
Today, the sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly. The students are extremely happy because the long-awaited autumn outing is finally here.
The destination of this autumn outing is XXX. At about 8 o'clock in the morning, the students, led by the teacher, lined up in a huge queue from the school to the destination. Everyone was very happy. We went hiking under the leadership of the teacher. I was very strong and couldn't wait to climb to the top of the mountain. After climbing for a while, I was so tired that I was out of breath. I was too tired and wanted to rest instead of climbing. At this time, I thought of the story of the tortoise and the hare. I couldn't give up halfway. .. I thought of this sentence in my heart: persistence is victory! I rested for a while and continued climbing.
When we arrived just a few steps away from the top of the mountain, I moved my steps slowly, and the birds on the branches chirped as if to say: "Hold on! Come on!...". I lifted up my heavy legs and took the last few steps, finally climbing to the top of the mountain. Although I was so tired that my whole body ached and could not move, my heart was filled with the joy of success.
Finally we reluctantly left this place. I have benefited a lot from this mountain climbing. No matter what you do, as long as you persist and work hard, you can succeed! More importantly, I thought about our study, isn’t it also “climbing”? The ancients said: "There are roads in the mountain of books, and diligence is the path; there is no limit to the sea of ??learning, and hard work is the boat." Yes, only by working hard and climbing to the peak of knowledge can we feel the vastness of knowledge, stand on the peak of knowledge, have a far-sighted view, and experience infinite happiness. Isn't this the biggest gain from my autumn mountaineering trip? 5. For my children, Feng Zikai wrote together all the things about Zhanzhan
My children! I look forward to your life more than once a day! I want to say it humbly so that you can understand it for yourselves.
Unfortunately, by the time you understand the meaning of my words, you will no longer be someone I can admire. What a sad thing! Zhanzhan! You are especially admirable.
You are a real person with all your body and mind revealed. You want to deal with everything (Hangzhou dialect) with all your energy.
A small disappointment is like a peanut that fell to the ground, chewed on your own tongue, or a kitten that refuses to eat the cake. You will cry until your lips turn white and you will faint for a minute or two. Grandma Putuo went to burn incense and bought the clay figurine for you, and you worked hard to hold it and feed it; one day you broke it by mistake, and the sadness of your cry was more sad than the bankruptcy, lovelorn, brokenheart②, bereavement, and heirloom of adults. The sorrow of an entire army being wiped out must be real.
gasoline. When Sister Bao tells you a story, when she says, "Sister Moon hung up a basket, Sister Bao sat in the basket and hung it up, looking down," how passionately did you argue with her? He said, "Zhanzhan wants to go up, Sister Bao is watching below!" He even cried and went to Mangu to ask for judgment.
Every time I shaved my head, you sincerely suspected that I had become a monk, and you refused to hug me for several times. Especially this summer, you sat on my lap and noticed the long hair on my armpits. You were so sad when you were like a weasel. You immediately climbed off of me. At first you looked at me with eyes wide open, and then you were disappointed. The earth wails, looks, and weeps, just like for relatives and friends who have been sentenced to death.
You asked me to carry you to the station, and you asked for as many bananas as possible. You came back with your hands full. When you returned to the door, you were already asleep on my shoulders, and the bananas in your hands were nowhere to be found. Where has it gone? What an admirable sincerity, spontaneity and enthusiasm! The so-called "silent", "implicit" and "profound" virtues in the adult world are all unnatural, sick and fake compared to you! Every day you make trains, cars, serve wine, invite Bodhisattvas, pile six-sided paintings, and sing, all automatically, creating a creative life.
The adults’ cries of “Return to nature!” “Art of life!” “Art of labor!” are really making a fool of themselves in front of you! People who draw a few strokes and write a few articles according to the same pattern are called artists and creators, and they are even more ashamed of you! Your creative power is much stronger than that of adults: Zhanzhan! Your body is less than half the size of the chair, but you often have to move it and tip it to the ground with it; you also have to turn a cup of tea sideways and hide it in the drawer, you have to stop the ball on the wall, and you have to pull the tail of the train. , want the moon to come out, and want the sky to stop raining. In such small incidents, it clearly means that your weak physical strength and intelligence are not able to cope with the strong desire for creation and expression, and therefore you suffer failure.
However, you are creators who are not controlled by nature or bound by human society. Therefore, when you encounter failure, such as when the tail of the train cannot be pulled or the moon cannot breathe out, you will never It is impossible to admit that it is a fact. I always think that your parents are unwilling to help you do it and do not allow you to make self-ringing bells, so I cry angrily. How vast your world is! You must be thinking: My father, who is hunched over the desk all day long in boredom, working on pens, and my mother, who is sitting under the window all day long, working on leads, are such strange, lifeless animals! Your mother and I, whom you regard as strange animals, sometimes made things difficult for you and tortured you. Looking back, I feel really uneasy! Abao! One night, when you took your new soft shoes and the shoes you took off your own feet, put them on the feet of the stool, stood your socks on the ground, and proudly shouted, "Bao has two feet, the stool has four legs." Your mother shouted, "Dirty socks!" She immediately took you to the rattan couch and began to destroy your creations. When you squatted on the couch and watched your mother destroy it, you must have felt in your heart, "How disgraceful and barbaric a person like your mother is!" Zhanzhan! One day Kaiming Bookstore sent a few copies of Mao Bian's "Introduction to Music" which was newly published.
I used a knife to cut the pages one by one. You tilted your head and stood at the table and read silently. Later, when I came back from school, you had already taken a Chinese version of "Chu Ci" printed on historical paper from my bookshelf, cut it into more than ten pages, and said to me proudly: "Dad! Zhanzhan It will also be cut! "Zhanzhan! What a joy of success this is to you, what a proud work! But my horrified "Humph!" made you cry.
At that time, you must have complained about how "daddy is so ignorant"! Soft! You often try to get at my hair, but when I see it, I always ruthlessly snatch it away from you. Now you must be despising me, thinking: "You finally want me to draw the cover of your album!" The most uneasy thing is that sometimes I have to bring Dr. Lu Lusha, whom you are most afraid of, to teach him how to use his art. Big hands touched your bellies, and even used knives to cut your arms a few times. Mom and Mangu were also asked to capture your hands and feet, pinch your noses, and pour bitter water into your mouths. Go inside.
You must think this is an inhumane and barbaric act! Kids! If you really complain about me, I will be happy; when your complaints turn into gratitude, my sorrow will come! In this world, I have never met anyone who is as compassionate as you. The combination of people in the world will never be as completely true and pure as yours.
Most of all, when I come back from doing boring so-called "things" in Shanghai, or doing a trick called "taking classes" with unrelated people, you wait for me at the door or next to the station. At that time, I felt so ashamed and happy! I feel ashamed why I do such boring things, but I am glad that I have to put aside everything for the time being and join your group of real life. However, your golden age is limited, and the reality will finally be exposed.
This is a situation that I have experienced, and it is also a situation that all adults have experienced. I watched the heroes and heroes among my childhood friends retreat, submit, compromise, and surrender one by one to the point of being like sheep.
I am the same way. "The future will look upon the present as the present looks upon the past." Are you going to follow this path soon? my children! I long for your life, and I want to keep this golden age for you forever in this book. 6. I read Su Shi’s composition of 800~1000 words
People say that Su Shi is like the sun, bold and unrestrained, but I think that Su Shi is like the moon at night. damage.
Zi Zhan is as clear as "rocks piercing the sky, turbulent waves crashing on the shore, and rolling up thousands of piles of snow." However, where the bright moon is ethereal, the little people often chirp.
In the second year of Yuanfeng, during the Wutai Poetry Case, Zizhan experienced the darkness of life for the first time. He went back and forth between life and death several times, but his official career was ultimately unsatisfactory. Huangzhou was too far away from the glory of being a Jinshi in the second year of Jiayou's reign. Zizhan's official career gradually faded away, and he cultivated land on the slopes to subsidize his family. The name Dongpo started from this point on.
Ha! The treacherous and sycophantic men have withered away all the beauty of the child, but the remaining red color has faded and the green apricots are now small.
Su Zi said: "The bamboo stick and the mango shoes can beat the horse. Who is afraid? I can live my whole life in the misty rain."
When the officialdom was frustrated and the politics was in the doldrums, Zizhan calmly chanted, and he was profound. The sadness becomes brighter day by day. What a "coop of smoke and rain", what a "letting live"! So leisurely, so spontaneous, and under such broad-minded control, the words are like silver moonlight without any impurities, brilliant and broad, spreading everywhere in that era. Dazzling, but not the dazzling sun.
The flowers bloom on the streets, and the butterflies fly late. The people of the past have changed, but the country is still the same. Zhezong ruled personally, but Zizhan still could not advance in the officialdom because, as his concubine said, he was "full of things that were inappropriate for the times." At that time, his beloved first wife had been with him for "ten years of life and death". As she was demoted again and again, the light receded, the hair gradually grew, the cold moon fell into the river, and he raised his glass to drink. Suddenly, he found that there was something heavy in the wine. The moon is pale in color. So he sighed:
"Don't say that everything will be in vain if you turn around, and it will be a dream until you turn around."
Life seems to give every literati a grand pain. Liu Qi spent the whole day leaning on the red and green trees, and the depravity was so dazzling that only Zizhan said, "Looking back at this desolate place, there was neither wind, rain nor sunshine." This freedom and ease is not the willful indulgence of the sun, but the mature self-control of the moon.
The Song Dynasty was prosperous, with various tastes of life, chaotic officialdom, and its own villains, dogs, dogs, and flies. Since Zizhan did not want to join in the same trend, he was destined to linger on the edge of prosperity. However, Zizhan knew how to let go -
Let go of life and death in the mountains and rivers, and let the sorrow and sorrow lie east of the river, washed away by the waves; let go of officialdom and fame in the countryside, with three hundred lychees in the mouth, and die in frustration in Lingnan . So what if it’s almost full or not? Such a sudden state of mind makes Su Shi's moon shine with its quality intact.
Its brilliance has also shone brightly on the three thousand cavalry sweeping through Ping Gang, and has also gently spread over the swings inside and outside the wall -
Zizhan is certainly like a farm. Xuan, who has the ambition to draw the carved bow and shoot the wolf, is still content to walk with the staff, listen to the sonorous sound of the staff, and watch the rustling of date flowers. The sun is too dazzling. If we use it to describe Su Shi, it would be biased against his boldness and gentleness. Only the synodic moon is most suitable for Su Shi: he is full of dissatisfaction, but his quality is not damaged, he is both dim and clear, and he is indifferent and gentle.
Zizhan, whose brilliance is so pure and brilliant, will certainly impress the gentlemen, but also make the villains jealous. Therefore, although he is a wise man, he will not be able to live as high as a temple, but just wander around the mountains and rivers. However, as soon as I slanted the Su Causeway, I had two thoughts: one was frustration in officialdom, and the other was happiness in life. But Zi Zhan, he kept his pleasure and forgot his frustration!
Zizhan, the synodic moon is about to be full. On the edge of prosperity, the brightness spreads, and the quality is not damaged. Relying on a literary talent, a season of brilliance can be achieved. 7. Look ahead: 700-word essay
Look ahead
Countless people long for success, but many people can’t let go of the fame and wealth behind them, and can’t let go of the shadow of failure. I only ask you. Always look ahead, there is endless light and hope ahead!
There was once such a story that inspired me: There is a university in the United States that wants to participate in the "National Collegiate Association" basketball game. The university hired a very famous coach(s) to teach. After a week of running in with the team, the coach found that these players lacked a spirit of perseverance. The game is approaching day by day. In addition to arranging tactics, the coach also plays Michael to the players every day. Jordan game video. The game started, and the university had no fighting spirit before the start of its fourth game after three consecutive losses. The coach will ask as usual: "Are you confident?" The scattered voices of the players have proved that it is almost impossible for them to win the game. At the beginning of the third quarter of the game, they were already 20 points behind their opponent. The coach called a timeout and said to them: "If Jordan was 20 points behind today, would he give up?" "No!" The players responded in unison. "If boxing champion Ali was beaten to a bruised face but the match was not over, would he give up?" "No!" "If Nova was like you today, would he give up?" "Coach, who is he? "How come you haven't heard of him?" "Yes! It's because he fell behind in the game, lost confidence, and gave up, so you haven't heard of him at all.
"The team members woke up from a dream, and they miraculously won the game. This shows how crucial psychological effects are to people's success! If we always look forward and backward in doing things, and care about gains and losses, it will be difficult to succeed!
There were many heroes in the 29th Beijing Olympics that just concluded. "Flying Fish" Phelps won eight gold medals in the Water Cube and broke seven world records. I think, he is truly amazing! At the moment of departure, he must only be thinking about the front, approaching the finish line faster, completely forgetting all the achievements behind him! "Flying Man" Liu Xiang has only one belief in his heart, and he can persist as long as he can. Even though his feet were injured, even though he would disappoint a billion people, even though he could not win honor for the motherland, he still abandoned all the light in his body and calmly approached the bird's nest, making his heroic image calmly enter people's hearts. . However, there are not many heroes like them, just like Chen Fei who made a mistake and Emmons who defeated Beijing again.
The world God created for us is not perfect, and there will be successes and failures. , where there is happiness, there is pain, where there are flowers and applause, there is frustration and sadness, but we must close the door behind us and always look ahead. There is endless light and hope ahead!
Look ahead
p>A friend said to me: "When you are sad, please look ahead. "
Strangely enough, whenever I am sad, I rarely look ahead. I either lower my head or close my eyes. Even when I look up at the sky, I feel more and more confused.
When I am sad, my vision is really narrow. I even close my eyes and no longer look at the beauty and the dawn of hope ahead. I squint my eyes and close myself in the darkness inside my body. Naturally, I can’t listen. The call to the front and the singing of spring. Looking ahead, looking straight into the distance, and embracing hope are the most elegant and vivid rituals to say goodbye to sadness.
This friend has an ice and snow. The smart daughter is as beautiful as a dancing flower, but she cannot see the outside world at all. Her friend was once heartbroken, but no one could help him heal. It was the cruel life that taught him to look ahead, discover and own. Those joys that can only be obtained after traveling for a while.
Looking ahead, he seemed to see his grown-up daughter - she was more beautiful and well-behaved, and had learned to take care of herself; she put on black clothes. She wore practice clothes, white dancing shoes, and her black hair was tied up with a shiny hairband; she was always smiling, which was the bright spring light gathering in the corner of her mouth; she became strong and wise, able to He earned his own living, and as he wished, he became a popular dance teacher...
When we knock on the door, God is always not at home. Sadness comes so easily, and it seems that it won't stop once it rains. Live. The poet Longfellow lamented this: "Your life is like others, and it will rain in every life." "When it rains or is sad, the most worthwhile thing to do is as this friend said: look ahead! If it doesn't work for one minute, look for another minute, look for a long time, look again and again, and look at it with a lifetime of experience. , look at it with the truest love and full of hope to see if "all the rain will stop", to see if the sky after the rain will be cleaner, more distant, and more beautiful, and if it will miraculously appear. Rainbow.
God will always come home, the rain will always stop, there is always hope and joy ahead.
The flowers will bloom and fade without a trace, just stick to this. You can be sad for a long time; if you can look into the distance, you will understand that after the flowers fade, the fruits return to the branches - the flowers fade and the fruits appear. This is the true joy after the wind and rain.
Some people say that the greatest joy. Nothing is more sad than the passage of time, but when you look ahead, you will realize that the passage of the first half of your life will bring you a fruitful second half of your life, and the joy of life is waiting for us unhurriedly.
Look ahead, and then walk firmly towards the front, and joy will slowly come to your heart, like a lotus blooming