1 In the forest, the grass is growing happily. On this day, an elephant suddenly came here. It tramples on the grass unscrupulously, some grass is broken and some leaves are rotten. They all cried bitterly. The elephant said, "Haha, in my eyes, you are like a grain of sand." When Sun Popo heard this, he said, Son, let me help you heal. She sprinkled light on the grass and the grass wound dried up. Aunt Moon also came to help, and came out to chat with the grass at night to alleviate their pain. Grandma Sun also sprinkled the stream in the stream into steam, then turned the steam into water droplets in the morning and evening, and sprinkled it on the grass in the morning. The grass shone beautifully and smiled again. Grass, water drops and streams. Grass lives by the stream. The grass always complains to the stream: if it can become something else, it will be moved to other places all day, even for a minute. Xiaoxi comforted and said, no, don't rabbits come often? Then it won't be boring. But grass has been complaining. The goddess heard the grass's complaint, satisfied its request and turned it into a water drop on other grass. The poor grass still lives by the stream, and soon it will disappear ... 3 The stream is rushing, and a drop of water splashes out and falls into the arms of a grass. From then on, Shuizhu began her land journey under the guidance of the grass. Sooner or later, the grass fell in love with water drops. Sunshine is the foundation of all things. Grass proudly told Shuizhu everything about sunshine, and Shuizhu's pure and transparent heart was full of yearning for sunshine. Gradually, she fell in love with the sunshine. Finally, regardless of the opposition of the grass, the water drops resolutely threw themselves into the embrace of the sun. Finally, under the enthusiasm of the sun, it vanished. At the last moment, Shuizhu finally understood that grass is her happiness ... Q: I want to write a composition, not a paragraph. Answer: Brother Sha.
In the forest, there are three small grains of sand. They were blown away by the wind. They had a quiet rest all night. They were very surprised when they got up in the morning. How did they get here?
Sandy's brother said, "If you come, you won't worry about eating, and you won't grab food from everyone. What do you think?" Brothers ",
"But, brother, have you forgotten? Our wish is to become pearls, otherwise, we will go back together. " ,
"I don't care, I have to walk so much," said my delicate sister.
Yes, brother, you can live a happy life without becoming a pearl.
"That. . . If you don't go, I will go! "
Little Shage left his family and continued on his way.
Brother Sha walked and saw small drops of water.
"Brother Sandy, brother Sandy," said the little water drop. Where are you going? Why don't you stay at home? " ,
"I'm going to find shells, I want to become pearls. Goodbye. " .
He walked day after day, only less than a third. At this time, it was already the fifth night. The moon saw him and said to him, "Brother Sandy. Brother Sandy, why don't you go home? I think your brother and sister are very happy. "
"no! I don't want to be idle all my life like them. I want to do the greatest thing in our Shajia family. " ,
"You are great. Come on, there's a bed over there. Go to sleep. " .
The next morning, he found himself in the intestines of an elephant. "Brother elephant, let me out. I want to find shells. I want to become a pearl. " "No, I want to eat you. I want to get potassium and iron. " Sandy's brother searched and searched, and finally found a way. As soon as he went out, this was the stream. There was the shell he was looking for, and he went in.
Year after year, the shell cracked and he became a beautiful pearl. When he was taken away, the sand by the river asked him how he became like this.
He said: "I am also a small grain of sand, but I am not afraid of the bitterness of finding a shell or being squeezed in a shell." I persisted, and I persisted for my dream. " .
B. Creation of short stories in Shengzhou, Pingan
Our hometown is Shengzhou. Shengzhou is the hometown of Yue Opera, Weiqi, bamboo weaving, tea and neckties, and is called "Shengzhou with mountains and water".
Shengzhou is surrounded by mountains, with beautiful scenery and mountains and rivers. There are many places of interest such as Siming Mountain, Xibai Mountain, Huangcheng, Nanshan Lake Scenic Area, Zhongdi Er Quan, Baizhang Waterfall, and Red Buddha Temple.
I have climbed many mountains, and the most impressive one is Baixi Mountain, which is 1095 meters high. Here, the trees are lush, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the springs are gurgling, the ancient trees are towering, and the torreya grandis is rich. Torreya grandis is our specialty in Shengzhou. It takes decades to bear fruit, and people have to climb trees to pick fruit.
Are you from Shengzhou too? Me too ~
C. 800-word composition with story as the theme
I read the article "The Little Match Girl" today, which deeply touched my heart. Wonderful stories always tell me how happy I am.
This article tells the tragic story of a little girl selling matches on cold New Year's Eve. Although it was horribly cold and snowed heavily, the little girl sat barefoot on the ground in thin clothes. She begged someone to sell her matches. She lit a match, fantasized about the happy moment between her and her grandmother, and finally stopped in the street. It shows a little girl who pursues warmth and light.
When I read "The little girl walked in the street barefoot without a hat, only dressed … but no one ever stepped on her." At that time, I was startled, it snowed and I walked barefoot. It's windy and I'm wearing thin and shabby clothes. Under the eaves, she sobbed and begged in the cold wind with a few bare matches in her hand. The gripping scene is unimaginable. In those eyes of expectation and pleading, why didn't anyone have heartfelt pity for this little girl in the cold wind? Why doesn't anyone want to squat down, buy some matches, even one, and give her some copper coins, even one! Thinking of this, I seem to have traveled through time and space, arrived at that New Year's Eve, came to the little girl's side, bought half of her matches, gave her money to buy matches, and encouraged passers-by to buy matches for her. It seems that the little girl's lonely night has become her harvest night. I play with her, so that she can have plenty of food and clothing like us, study and play together, and enjoy a colorful childhood like us. But all this is just our beautiful daydream. At this moment, my tears blurred my eyes.
When I read: "She lit one match after another, imagining that she was with her grandmother, listening to her stories, laughing with her grandmother, eating roast duck together ... and living happily", I burst into tears. This is what she wants. She didn't ask for plenty of food and clothing like the flowers in the greenhouse. She hopes to live an ordinary and happy life with her family and grandmother. It can be seen that in her eyes, a happy life is to laugh with her family, no matter how poor or bitter, she must live a happy life. In our economically developed and prosperous society, it is no longer common. We live in a bright and warm society and think about the future. We have beautiful clothes and a good learning environment. Live a carefree life. But what about the little girl? She hopes to have a complete family! I was moved by the beautiful wishes hidden in the little girl's heart. She used to live a happy life like us. However, she is afraid to go home now. Because the strict father would not let the little girl go home if he knew that she had not sold a match and earned a penny. Poor her, she can only sit alone in the street and wait under the eaves, waiting for someone to buy her matches.
Seeing the little girl's father, I thought of my parents again. They work hard every day. They go out early and return late to earn money to support their families, provide us with education and train us to become the pillars of the motherland. However, parents are still very hard and complain, and some even don't let us do housework. They are obedient to us, never criticize, and will not let us go home. On the contrary, coming home late will make them worry.
I remember once after school, it suddenly turned cloudy and it rained cats and dogs. I didn't bring my umbrella. Suddenly, in the vast rain and fog, a familiar figure appeared-mother. Mother gave me an umbrella. Along the way, my mother asked about cold and warm, and asked about east and west. I don't care about my mother's words, but I'm impatient with the adults' "verbosity". Now I know: what adults do is for children.
After reading this article, my heart is full of happiness. In this world, there are children living in happy families. We have parents' love, teachers' instruction, classmates' concern, and a warm "bed" that keeps us warm all the time, so that we don't feel cold and carefree. However, in happy days, we ignore that there are many children living in the same corner of the world around us. They don't have a warm bed and live in a cold world. We are happy, we should cherish this happy childhood, study knowledge and skills well, and realize our colorful dreams.
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D. Write a peace story around me
A security story that happened around me.
One summer more than ten years ago, I just graduated from school and worked in a small iron works. At that time, in that enterprise, everyone didn't pay attention to safety at all, and it was impossible to talk about what safety was. There are hidden dangers everywhere, and there are no formal safety operation procedures. As long as one shift ends, it is safe.
I remember that my colleague Wang and I were working in the blast furnace iron injection machine. The motor of iron injection machine has never been equipped with a fan cover, which is common at home. No one thinks it's a safety hazard, as long as no one touches it, it's okay. However, on a hot noon, after the molten iron is discharged from the blast furnace, the bread iron is being cooled by water, and the steam at the head of the iron injector is bubbling, and nothing can be seen. Wang and I want to make an appointment to have dinner together. It's too hot for Wang to feel cool. His work clothes are not buttoned, and his chest is open. As soon as he reached the door of the operation area, Wang turned around to get the water cup, which was placed on the reducer of the iron injection machine at that time. I waited at the door for about 10 minutes, but I didn't see Wang coming out, so I went back to look for him. As soon as he reached the head of the iron injection machine, he was stunned by what he saw. The king fell in a pool of blood.
The main reason for this accident is that the equipment has potential safety hazards and was not inspected in time. In addition, Wang's safety awareness is not strong, and his work clothes are not buckled properly, which violates labor discipline and is also the direct cause of the accident. After the blast furnace discharged molten iron, the iron injection machine was not closed in time, and steam was emitted. Not going to a dangerous place with Wang and not playing a guardianship role are the secondary reasons for this accident.
The accident happened right beside me, which I will never forget. Since then, at work, my first thought is safety. I formed a sense of security in self-protection, from "I want to be safe" to "I want to be safe". Safety is life, safety is benefit, and safety is the top priority of all work. One small step will leave a lasting regret. The real experience taught me a vivid lesson. Only when we always keep safety in mind and implement it in every small action will peace and happiness always accompany us.
E. touching story. Help me write a composition of 800 words. Thank you.
A reporter once interviewed a little boy and said, "What would you do if you were on a plane and suddenly the plane ran out of gas?" The boy replied, "I will inform the people who belong to the plane, and then I will jump with my parachute." Everyone was angry at his answer. How can you jump off the plane and live alone regardless of everyone's interests? Hearing everyone's responsibility, the boy burst into tears. The reporter asked him why he was crying. He said, "I just went down to get fuel, and I'll be back soon!" " (*^__^*)
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F. Composition-Law-abiding Story -800 words-Senior One
Law is everywhere, and legal stories happen all the time. Today, I will tell you a true story that happened in our family.
As the saying goes, "Steal needles when you are young and gold when you are old" and "Steal oil when you are young and steal cattle when you are old". The story that happened in our family is also related to "stealing". One of my grandfathers has a little son who is very close to his grandparents. He was left with all the delicious food and fun, and he didn't care much about any minor faults. After school, my uncle saw that other students often bought some snacks at the school gate, and he wanted to eat them himself, but grandpa felt that he should cultivate his good living habits when he grew up and refused his request. After being rejected several times, he stopped asking for money and took a few cents from the coffee table without authorization. Once, twice, three times ... when he saw his grandparents, he didn't react. He thought that this kind of behavior was not discovered, so he dared to take a few cents to a few yuan, or even a dozen yuan, from home, and invited his classmates to dinner after eating. In fact, his little tricks have long been discovered by grandma. She thought it was no big deal, so she turned a blind eye and didn't take it seriously. Later, he took more and more money from home, and finally his grandfather found out. He lectured him a few words, but he didn't take it seriously. Later, his grandparents put the money where he couldn't find it, and stole it from relatives and friends when they couldn't find it at home, and they were often criticized and educated.
A few years later, he stopped going to school and did some work at home. However, the "habits" formed since childhood have not changed. I always steal money from home, steal things to sell and eat, drink and have fun outside. Later, wherever he went, he stole, and his relatives and friends dared not provoke him. Finally one day, he "ran away from home". After wandering around for a while, he didn't eat or drink and didn't get a penny. Just when he was desperate, a friend's house in the neighboring village held a wedding. He borrowed a new motorcycle from others and said that his father asked him to deliver something to the city and be right back. If you don't return it before dark, let someone else go to my grandfather's house to get it. As a result, after dark, a friend went to his house to ask for a motorcycle. His parents didn't know about it, so he disappeared. The wedding party in the neighboring village reported to the police, and the police found him and found that he bought a motorcycle of six or seven thousand yuan and spent it.
G. My family story composition is 800 words.
I live in a family full of warmth, tolerance and happiness. My parents are both university teachers. I was born at 8 o'clock in the morning, and they gave me a very distinctive name-XXX. They very much hope that I can grow up full of vitality and happiness like the rising sun.
For some reason, I have been particularly interested in all kinds of cars since I was a child. Whenever I have the opportunity to go shopping with my mother, I can't help chasing after the car and smelling the strong smell of gasoline until I am too tired to run. I especially like taking the bus, too. I have taken buses, double-decker buses, vans, jeeps and cars. And every time I try to sit by the window, I will greedily stare at all kinds of vehicles coming and going on the road and think: when can I drive one of them and experience the fun of driving by myself? Besides, I also like to collect all kinds of toy cars. At that time, the economic conditions at home were not very good. Nevertheless, my parents scrimped and saved, and bought me many car toys and an assembly road. When I have nothing to do, I will assemble roads with different structures and shapes and fill them with different types of handlebars. Driving these cars has become my greatest pleasure.
In a blink of an eye, I have entered the first grade of primary school. Most children my age in my class are forced by their parents to learn this and that. My parents are very tolerant of me. Once my mother asked me what I wanted to learn. Because I like painting at ordinary times, I thought about it and told my mother that I wanted to learn to paint. Mom and dad were very happy at that time and immediately bought crayons, colored pens, drawing paper and so on. So I drew it with great interest. ...
Many parents of children my age are eager for their children to succeed. They don't consider children's wishes at all, impose their wishes on them, and force them to learn piano or something. Reluctantly, they are forced to practice the piano every day and have to learn this and that. In the face of their parents' indifferent expression, they were so "abused" by their parents at a young age, and I really feel wronged for them. I am much luckier than them. My parents never force me. I draw a picture when I am interested. Over time, my paintings have improved a lot unconsciously, and I often get praise from my parents! composition
This is my family. In this warm, tolerant and lucky family, I am growing up healthily and happily.
H. The narrative of the composition "Short Story of Moral Education" is 800 words.
It makes sense to give the child a difficult task and let him solve it by himself. Children from poor families, poor living environment, naturally prepared hard exercise conditions for him; But now that life has improved, can children only be "pants brothers"? Nowadays, how to successfully educate children under prosperous conditions is indeed a difficult problem to be discussed urgently. Most experienced parents will try their best to set some difficulties for their children, and they are not limited to the difficulties in life, so that children can solve them, thus cultivating their ability and excellent quality. A parent does this: when a child wants to buy something, parents sometimes consciously postpone it for a week to meet his requirements, which she thinks will cultivate his ability to restrain himself. He has been preparing his own stationery since primary school. At that time, in the first grade, the pencil was cut like a dog, and my mother looked tasteless. But for the sake of the child's future, the mother stubbornly refused to sharpen him. When she learned that her child was sent to a key middle school, after careful consideration, she thought that her child had the strength to be admitted to a key middle school, and should not be "hugged" to a key middle school so easily, but should try again. So she had a serious talk with the child and encouraged him to take another step with his own strength. Although the child was a little worried, he was determined to try again with his mother's encouragement, and finally he was admitted to a key middle school with excellent results. More importantly, in this process of overcoming difficulties, he was baptized by another battle and his spiritual world was sublimated again. It is difficult to establish, and it is best to be targeted. Some children, who live in tall buildings, have elevators up and down, and have cars when they go out, seem to have no outstanding difficulties to solve in their lives. In response to this situation, a parent came up with a way to set difficulties and encourage children to solve them. He arranged two special assignments for his children: one is to climb up and down the stairs every day without taking the elevator, but to climb up and down the 12 floor; The second is to go to school every day, instead of taking the bus, but insist on walking five stops. What kind of difficulty is set is related to the parents' ideas. For example, in Australia, an incident happened to a China reporter personally, which gave people a profound enlightenment in the concept of education. One day, the reporter was walking in the street, and there was a small river side by side with the street. At this time, the reporter saw an Australian woman walking in front with a child. Suddenly, the reporter found the naughty child in front, jumping around and plopping! Fell into the river. At this time, the reporter did not hesitate to run to the river, ready to jump into the river to save the child. Unexpectedly, just as the reporter was about to jump, the woman stopped him and waved and said "no". The reporter looked at her strangely and asked him to explain. She said seriously, "I want him to climb up by himself." The reporter watched the child churn in the water, drank a few mouthfuls of water and finally climbed up. At this time, the reporter's mind also churned with an idea: what a great mother this is, what a rational love this is!
First, my extraordinary story composition is 800 words.
I am an ordinary person, a little boy in the world, and an ordinary student. Perhaps, you don't know me, let alone me. But I'm at home. I'm not ordinary. Small. Ordinary people. Because of my perseverance, my persistence ...
I am extraordinary. Although you may think so, my family and I think I am not an ordinary person. Maybe you don't believe that a boy with average grades from grade one to grade five will shine in grade six. Yes, this person is me! Now, let's look through my colorful life photo album! There, you can see my extraordinary ...
When I was in the sixth grade, I didn't know what I was studying for. I only knew that I could play my favorite computer after studying. Once again, my family told me to study hard and wait for him to come back before playing computer. I was very happy and excited at that time. I finished my homework soon and waited for my parents to come back. When my parents came back, I quickly stood up and said to him, "It's time for me to play computer." He said, "I cut off the computer broadband." I was so disappointed that I almost cried. I ran back to my room and suffered a lot.
That night, my parents said to me, "Son, you were born to study, not to play computer." I said, "I have finished my homework. Why don't you let me play?" He said: "If you want to play, don't go to school, just play at home every day. Besides, studying is for your own good. If it was for my own good, would I let you suffer that? You think I don't care about you, and I can't bear to study for a long time every day. " He's finished. I've thought it over. Since then, the one who just wants to play computer has disappeared, and now there is only one who loves to learn. When I took the mid-term exam for the first time, I was very happy to know that my grades had entered the top ten. ...
I am extraordinary; I am like a drop of water, which looks so humble and insignificant, but I am just like it, persistent and persistent! Perseverance, you know? What makes me proud to say "I am extraordinary" is perseverance and strength! "
J.800 words exposed my story.
Different people have different life trajectories, different trajectories show different stories, and different stories bring different feelings to people. As a student, my stories can't be ordinary, but for me, every story is so important because they are an indispensable part of my life. It is because of the connection of these stories that I am today.
I was born in a very ordinary family. How can I put it? My life as a child can be said to be good or bad, depending on how I look at it. On the bright side: I have grandparents who love me, and I have several friends who help each other. The bad thing is that my parents were not with me when I was very young, so I didn't get any fatherly love and maternal love when I was young. What I can't accept most is that when I was seven years old, my most respected grandfather died of cancer. I was like an empty shell, and I didn't know what to do. I really want to shout at the sky: I won't say anything if you don't let my parents be by my side. Why do you want to take my most respected relatives? But despite my heartbreak, I still want to live well. Grandpa's last words before he died were: You should grow up quickly, learn to take a good picture of yourself, you are a man's sweat, be good ... "Before the words were finished, Grandpa left with regret, leaving me with regret and sadness. Grandpa left like this without even saying the last sentence to me, but I will always remember what he wanted to say. Grandpa's departure gave me a great blow, but it also made me grow up. I learned to persist, and in my later life, no matter how difficult I encountered, I bravely persisted. In the later life, I have been eating and living with my grandmother. Even if my parents finally come back, I still live with my grandmother, because the photo grandma has become a part of my life. But I am growing up day by day, and my grandmother is getting older day by day. The lyrics in a song by Chopsticks Brothers can express my present mood very well. That's what Father said: Time is slow, so I won't let you get old. I'm willing to exchange your years with me. Everyone wants their loved ones to live a long life, but this is not the case. There are too many disappointments in reality, so I cherish every day with my relatives now. Time is running out, and I will repay them with the rest of my life, even if I finally give my life.
This is my story, very simple. I accepted love when I was a child, and now I pay a little. Here I wish you all a safe life, a happy family and a family reunion with my most sincere feelings.