In the 2009 senior high school entrance examination, I got full marks in my composition.

Linyi city in 2009, the full score composition of the senior high school entrance examination;

God's darling

-"A New Biography of Dong Shi"

I went down in history with an ugly name. But for thousands of years, I have been depressed and unhappy!

It is said that from that day on, I was laughed at by the people at that time after learning from the sad face of the beautiful girl next door, Shi, who was ill with a heart, and created an idiom for me, so I stayed at home all day. (However, although I don't think about tea and rice, I haven't lost weight. I don't understand that when Shi is sick like that, smelly men are my heroic feelings of pity, sympathy and masculinity. As for me, I just studied and imitated it. Why does it cause so much dissatisfaction and irony? I know, because I have a Zhang Chou face, so depressed! I can't help blaming my parents' carelessness and God's injustice. God must have been distracted when he created me, otherwise my five senses would be so rough and dislocated!

I must settle accounts with God! Strong thoughts occupied my mind, and I decided to go to God at all costs to find out what I had lost!

After waiting for thousands of years, I finally got on the Shenzhou-10 manned spaceship and flew to God's "Happy Palace". God's home is not ordinary beauty, it is difficult to describe it in words! Although I was jealous, I didn't want to stay long, so I went directly to the Blissful Hall. Hey, who is that old man sitting in the garden with his eyes closed? , is god! So, I got dressed, stepped forward, coughed and said, "Lord, you are at ease!" " Why not go to the folk to observe the sufferings? I, Dong Shi, grew up like this because of your negligence, and suffered people's eyes and ridicule. You must make a decision for me! "When I said this, I couldn't help feeling sad, and my skirt was wet with tears. God opened his eyes, smiled at me and listened to me. After I got my chest out, he said slowly, "My poor child, you have been living in everyone's eyes for so many years. You lost yourself and woven a cage of self-restraint. You have never found your own strengths and highlights in yourself! "Then, God said slowly," Everything is born in the world and has its own value. You see, in this garden, grass is not as beautiful as flowers, but without grass, the beauty of flowers is not outstanding. What about you, don't imitate others, don't envy others, hurry out of this small world of self, find your own strengths and advantages, help others and serve the world, and you will reap the love and respect that people deserve! " Say that finish, god waved his sleeves and closed his eyes.

After listening to God's words, I froze there. ...

After I came back from God, I reflected on myself and examined myself. I have a strong body and enough strength, so I have finished my work in my field and can help my neighbor Li Nainai's family. My voice is very tactful. When I sing, I not only make myself happy, but also give the working people a happy enjoyment. Ah, I also stepped onto the stage of the Avenue of Stars. I made embroidery and embroidery with bright eyes that can attract butterflies to fly, and it was included in the international prize. ...

Haha, I always smile. I walked out of my little world and accepted various media interviews. I am no longer synonymous with ugliness. I am the embodiment of personality and the representative of women in the new era.

On this day, I received a greeting card from heaven: "You are my baby-a gift from an angel, congratulations!" " "

Comments by famous teachers:

After reading this masterpiece in the examination room, people can't help laughing, but also hide their own ideas, which is worth tasting.

This composition adopts a new story writing method to express the theme, which is a bold innovation and a success for young authors. Based on the well-known story of "Dong Shi's effect", this paper weaves the story of Dong Shi's distress and anger because of his ugly appearance, which makes him want to ask God questions, and then be inspired by God to reflect on himself, get out of the small world of self-restraint, realize the value of life, and vividly expound the theme connotation to be expressed. The little author travels through time and space, imagining strangely, and the story application is not limited to the old model (the image of God is not sacred but full of human feelings); The little author is good at spreading stories, trying to render Dong Shi's distress and grievances, and preparing for the following plot changes. Articles such as "Original", "Beautiful Girl" and "Shenzhou 10" are humorous and vivid, with the characteristics of the times.

Model essay for Beijing senior high school entrance examination in 2009;

1. Life is not over.

Actually, my uncle is not related. He and my mother share the same surname and are contemporaries. He is the third in the family, so my mother asked me to call him uncle.

When he first came to work in Beijing, his home became his foothold. The first time I saw him was on holiday, and I was particularly impressed. Although he is in his fifties and tall, he is peaceful, bright-eyed and well-dressed, which is out of tune. However, the smell of sweat, mud or train carriages from his dark and yellow skin really discouraged me. Because of face, and listening to my mother say that he took care of my grandfather when he was in his hometown, I went to the living room to say hello and hurried back to the bedroom. I didn't call him uncle, I just smiled.

In the bedroom, I can still hear him talking loudly with his father. Actually, it's nothing. It is nothing more than the mechanization of farmland cultivation. I can't help but want to find something to do in the city. You can do anything by yourself and report yourself as a bear. Because my voice is very loud, my voice reverberates throughout the house, so I have to speak loudly to describe it.

When we had lunch together, he was still talking about how beautiful the countryside is now, and he sincerely invited my parents and me to have time to play in the countryside. I thought to myself: Why do rural areas come to cities? At dinner, I heard him call mom and dad "brother-in-law" and "sister" respectively. I was puzzled and asked my mother in a low voice before I realized that he was less than forty years old. A little unexpected.

But also from his words, he has a daughter about my age, who is also studying in her hometown, and her grades are very good. His joy can also be seen in the conversation. Say hello to other girls in front of me. Naturally, I was not in the mood to listen, so I didn't say a few words. After eating, I hurried back to my dormitory.

When he went out in the afternoon, he found a job in a construction site. Father advised him to think more. He lives in my house first, and he is not in a hurry to go to work. He refused, saying that the job was ok, and he could do it, and it was 1000 yuan a month! In the evening, he took his bedclothes to the construction site, and his mother told him to stay at home. He smiled a simple and honest smile and said that he was dirty and had a better life on the construction site. My mother thinks he is a stranger, but after listening to it, I think he is very frank and honest.

It's settled like this. I really haven't seen him for a month.

Look at him again. He just brought a lot of gifts, dressed in fresh clothes, his hair and beard had just been cut, and he seemed to have just been soaked in soap, and he still smelled of soap. One of my gifts was an mp3 player, which surprised me a little. He explained it and showed me an identical one, saying that the daughter in the country would definitely like it. Now the children in the city are popular, so he bought two, one for me and one for home. I don't know what to say. Although I already have one, it is a gift from someone else. Of course I accepted it happily, and he was very happy. My parents have to say thank you to him again and again for me. However, I didn't expect that he worked twelve hours a day and earned one thousand yuan a month. This was thought of later, but it was too late.

Because as soon as school started, I forgot him. Although I listened to mp3, I only remembered the melody inside, but I didn't realize the blood, sweat and sincerity of my uncle in his melody!

We all went to his construction site yesterday, but we said goodbye to him, but we never saw him for the last time, because his-my uncle's face was blurred beyond recognition. My third uncle, who worked overtime, fell from the tower crane on the construction site, which made my heart ache abnormally, and so did my unknown cousin's heart, because the mp3 player he gave me was always hanging in my heart.

I am afraid that he will never hear my uncle's voice again, but I believe he will live in my heart completely, and his "life is not over"!

2. Memory is not over.

Miss the life in the hutong and turn it into "endless homesickness"

The more I feel its preciousness, the more I often miss it, just like my life in an alley.

In the past, my family lived in a small alley. There are many homes in the alley, and each one is very close. At that time, I even felt a little disgusted with the crowded and noisy life, but now it is what I miss the most.

In the morning, whenever I am still dating the daughter of Duke Zhou, I will be woken up by the early risers in the back row. Brother, go out so early! ""well, yes, you get up early, too. What are you doing? " "I have nothing to do here, get out! "In this way, you can hear it dozens of times in the morning.

I wanted to take a nap at noon to make up for the loss in the morning, but just lying down, the people in the back row had another tea party and had a good chat. From Zhang Si to the president, nothing was impossible for them to talk about.

At night, even if you are already asleep, you can suddenly be woken up loudly. Maybe it's just because I don't know whose clothes I forgot to take. Kind people are always annoying.

Half a year ago, we moved to a completely strange environment, and no one knew us. Without those annoying noises, we naturally don't have to say hello. Two weeks later, we felt very beautiful.

However, my heart suddenly felt empty, and I suddenly recalled some things before. Seriously, some sounds are even more precious once they are missing.

For example, if someone's electricity meter is running out of money, it will knock on the window more than once to remind you that it is running out of money and urge you to buy electricity quickly. This kind of sound is so precious to me who suddenly has no time to save documents because of power failure.

Every time a family cooks food, the whole yard smells of incense. Of course, it is inevitable that there will be one chopstick in the east and one chopstick in the west. What's more, your family will generously teach you how to cook until they are sure that you can also have this unique cooking skill. This kind of nagging is so precious to an insatiable family like me.

That day, walking on the road, suddenly, I met an old neighbor and exchanged a few pleasantries, which made me miss my old place and life there more.

In fact, nostalgia is also a yearning. Really, no matter where we go, we should create this harmonious life of love!

In 2009, Chengdu senior high school entrance examination scored a perfect composition: "A night that shocked the soul"

When I saw my cousin again, it was in the evening of a weekend at the end of May. He is wearing a wrinkled T-shirt, carrying a big bag on his shoulder and holding a big black plastic bag in his hand. He was covered with dust, so I could hardly recognize him.

My cousin is one year younger than me and lives in a town in Mianzhu. During the summer vacation, my father often takes me to my uncle's house for a period of time. My cousin, his classmates, the Russian, me and the three of us often go to quiet Berlin under the pretext of reviewing our lessons, sit on the wide lawn and pretend to recite, then throw the books into the sky, take out the poker hidden in our trouser pockets and start throwing poker. Great Berlin is so quiet. We are tired of playing. When we were lying on the lawn, we could hear the waves blowing over Berlin. After dinner, we often go to Mianshui River to cool off. The dam is very big. We waded barefoot into the cold water and chased each other. The mountain wind blowing from the foot of Longmen Mountain blows our skirts and hair.

My cousin was cheerful and his grades were not as good as Russian. Menstruation often criticizes him and compares him to a Russian. Whenever this happens, he makes faces at me. So when I saw Russian the next day, I used yesterday's criticism to blackmail Russian into buying him a box of ice cream. Russians will spread out their hands and painfully declare that good grades are also a sin, and then reluctantly compensate each of us for an "Ili Zi".

It was almost the happiest time of my summer vacation.

But I haven't seen my cousin for almost two years. Because of the senior high school entrance examination, at the request of my father, I began to shuttle through various cram schools, and my cousin's shadow was gradually forgotten by me under the heavy study pressure.

Mianzhu is the hardest hit area of "5. 12" earthquake. At first, the phone couldn't get through, and our family was very anxious. Later, we finally got in touch with my uncle and learned that their house was safe except for the collapse of the house. Uncle and menstruation have to take part in earthquake relief, so they have no time to take care of their cousin, and his school has collapsed. So, I want my cousin to come to Chengdu by car. I hope my father can arrange for my cousin to study in Chengdu temporarily.

Without any effort, my father soon contacted my cousin and asked him to study in a school near my home. My cousin lives in my room. When I come home from boarding school every weekend, I often see my cousin sitting under the desk lamp, lost in thought. I told him how our school donated money and materials to the disaster area, and he only gave a faint response, his eyes were a little blurred. On weekends, I took him to the amusement park, to KFC and sat in the spacious and bright hall of KFC. I saw him turn his head away from the TV program that showed the news of the disaster area.

I think there must be something deeply pressing on my cousin's heart. That weekend, we went back late. When we passed the Funan River, he suddenly asked me, "Brother, do you remember that Russian?" Of course I remember the curly hair and his silly smiling face that I can never finish combing. "Elder brother, you know? The Russians are dead! " I was immediately shocked. "He had rushed to the stairs and suddenly ran back. I knew he was looking for me, but he didn't know that I had rushed in front of him. When the Russian went in, he never came back ... "I just stood there and couldn't hear my cousin's words. I just felt that the night wind of Funan River made me cold.

In mid-June, my cousin will go back to Mianzhu. I have promised him that I will go to see Russian children with him after the senior high school entrance examination.

short review

In many compositions with the theme of earthquakes, young writers abandon grand and empty reports, but start from their own personal experiences and feelings, giving a shocking blow in a calm narrative.

This excellent composition, whether narrative or lyrical, is very introverted, showing the little author's familiarity with language and writing; The author made enough preparations before the night that shocked the soul, so that the arrival of the climax produced a shocking effect; It is particularly worth mentioning that the author's language has great tension and is good at leaving blank space, such as why my cousin turned his head away when watching the news in the disaster area, and why he said that the night wind in Funan River was very cold after listening to his cousin's words, which left enough room for readers to interpret and left many unsatisfactory places.

In 2009, Huaihua City got a perfect composition for the senior high school entrance examination: tolerance.

I remember the French writer Hugo once said: The ocean is the widest in the world, the sky is wider than the ocean, and the human mind is wider than the sky. It can tolerate everything in the world, be kind to others and turn enemies into friends. I really understood this because of an accident.

It was Monday morning, and I hurried to wash the lunch box. You know, time is life! If you win time, you can finish your homework ahead of time and have more time to read. There is still a lot of homework waiting for me to "date" with them in the classroom. But today, somehow, there are many times more people by the pool than usual. Is the homework unified throughout the school? I began to be agitated, and my anger rose bit by bit, and the whole person became a volcano on the verge of eruption.

Finally, I couldn't restrain my anxiety. I found a loophole and I'm going to get in. After going through five passes and six generals, I finally squeezed into the pool and took a long breath-I can get rid of this inhuman torture soon. I didn't care about my pride, and I didn't have time to think about the crowd behind me. I started washing. Three times five divided by two, you're done! Get better ... I just feel my body leaning to the left, stepping into the sewage in front of the pool and pressing my left hand into the pool. To make matters worse, I was splashed with dirty oil and water on my face and became a real drowned rat! Anger rushed to the top of my head, and I immediately looked back for the hateful "perpetrator", a little boy in Grade One. I gave him a hard stare, and I really wanted to scold him, but I stared at him fiercely for fear of violating discipline and not daring to yell. Maybe I look a little scary. The little boy was at a loss, holding the lunch box tightly in his hands and staring at me timidly. Seeing my silence, he knew something was wrong and stammered, "I'm sorry, I ... I didn't ... I didn't mean to." Said with a little tears in his eyes, sparkling.

Suddenly, I seem to see myself in this bright light.

It was when I first entered school that I met a third-grade elder sister by the pool. That big sister is worse than me now. That beautiful skirt was dyed into a big face by the sewage in the pool. I was so scared that I forgot to say sorry for a moment. I just stood there quietly for a while, waiting to be scolded by the Beatles. But instead of scolding me, she smiled at me and asked me if I hit it. At that moment, I was so grateful to that big sister that I even felt really happy living in such a school.

So am I a little hateful now? I blinked unconsciously and let the smile bloom on my face, although I was a little reluctant. "It doesn't matter." I blurted out that it was the little boy's turn to be surprised. He opened his mouth wide as if he didn't believe it. Seeing him like this, I couldn't help laughing, really. "It really doesn't matter. I'm just scaring you, Doby! " He seemed to believe me, smiled at me, and two small dimples popped out. How cute! I can't help thinking of my brother at home again. "Come, let me help you wash!" I said to him gently. "Don't need it. You'd better put your feet first ... "He seemed a little funny and looked at my feet still in the water playfully. "ah!" I immediately raised my feet. I am a little embarrassed, but I am still very happy. Back in the classroom, the homework was completed surprisingly smoothly.

It has been several years since this incident, but when I think about it, I am filled with emotion: Mount Tai won't give up the soil, so it can achieve great things; Rivers and seas do not choose small streams, so they can become deep. As long as we have a tolerant heart and are generous and tolerant, life will be more exciting!

short review

This is a story well worth reading. This composition presents the following three highlights: First, the theme is profound and prominent. It is not easy for the author to understand a simple life truth through a small incident that happened a few years ago! It can be seen that the author's perception of life is quite profound. Second, the language is lively. The language of the full text is sometimes humorous, sometimes flexible, lively and interesting, and sometimes described as much as possible, such as the third paragraph, which makes the article swaying. Third, the structure is full of twists and turns. Flashbacks and interludes are properly used, which makes the article varied and unique. The ending is very powerful and it is the finishing touch. Therefore, this article was rated as 40 out of 100.