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Write an essay on the topic of the past
1. Write essays on the topic of the past
The lyrics I write are always shrouded in a touch of sadness, just like the past. Some people say it is an understatement; some people say it is unbearable; some people say it is full of passion. But no matter what, it is like a faded flower, whether gorgeous or pale, it has been covered with a layer of gauze by the dust of the years. When people look back frequently, they always feel helpless sadness and attachment.
We cannot let go of history. Even if you tell yourself a thousand times: forget the past, it always flashes up in your current life in an unexpected way, and for a moment, you always feel like you don't know where you are. Past things, past people, and past scenes seem to be clearly in front of you at the end of the blur. The theme song of "Blue Bridge" has been sung for many years, but it is still sung by us quietly, accompanied by the reminiscence of the past and the nostalgia for life. However, everyone who sings knows that, separated by such a thick curtain of time, the past will never come back. . ..
Of course it is not the past that modern people talk a lot about. Dwelling on the past often means aging and frustration. Modern people like to talk about being based on the present and showing the future. The only thing we can truly grasp is now. Living in this world inevitably feels like a dream. Only by grasping the present and grasping something real can we prove that we have truly walked on this planet. Therefore, we should let ourselves go and boldly float up and down in the ocean, emerge in competition, and feel in life. We should laugh when we should laugh, sing when we should sing, and don’t hide when we should cry. Life belongs to us only once. After today passes, it will always be hidden in the yesterday that cannot be returned.
In fact, the past, which we always want to forget but never forget, teaches us only four words: seize the present. 2. Write an essay on the topic of "old times", urgent
Sitting and watching the end of the season for no reason, waiting for the clouds, wandering with me, copying other people's sadness with an elegant attitude, Pulling my heart alive and breaking it into pieces, I am obsessed with the sky that does not belong to me, waiting for the old time, letting the pale years dye my fingertips red, showing my powerless sorrow, unable to stand on the blue sky painted by my own hands, looking forward to my future. , not at all sad, but indifferent.
Maybe we are all young, so we are entangled; we are all ignorant, so we are naive; we are all confused, so we are curious. < /p>
I still remember, Xiaoling, are you okay?
I can’t let go of the thoughts in my heart - with you, a flower blooms in my heart every day, and the fragrance interprets beauty by itself. .
In the third grade of junior high school, you had a blurred vision, but I became a haze, a cold blanket at your feet. You ignored everything because of your imperfections.
Memory in the left hand, time in the right hand. Memory and time are always two non-intersecting heart-shaped lines, looking at each other, one on the left, one on the right, the scenery along the way. , like white snowflakes that keep falling to the ground, covering each other silently, and finally dissipating in the melting snow.
We are all born in the 90s, and we have controllable feelings. Life, a touch of sadness and a touch of happiness, spend every day with small expectations, occasional excitement and silent disappointment, and then leave with a feeling of knowing how to make the final turn but not being able to say it. < /p>
We all look forward to the days related to youth, meeting hands, and a tender period of time. We always look up and envy the happiness of others, but when we look back, we find that we are actually being looked up to and envied by the youth of the post-90s generation. , are all happiness. However, your happiness is always in the eyes of others.
As Gorky said: "The fastest and shortest in the world, the most ordinary and most precious, the easiest to ignore. "What makes people regret is time." Time always throws people away, and youth cannot withstand squandering.
I will only waste away my thoughts about you in the past years, one by one, There are always tears, just like the bitter but sweet flavor of the strong coffee in the hand; the romance of walking hand in hand has never been like this, but the speed of oneself and the mind are not all ordinary experiences and ordinary imaginations, remembering the time in junior high school. Our simplest stories, drifting apart.
Youth is a gorgeous squandering. Some people admire themselves and walk alone; some people wait in silence, and then become turbulent; some people waste their years, and then regret it; some people look up at the blue sky alone and can only murmur to themselves. Tears in my eyes, blood in my heart, fell down drop by drop, and then overflowed.
Walking on the beach of youth, singing quietly in loneliness, waiting for that noisy summer, the cool breeze lingers around your hair and shoulders, letting you scatter it, the sun shakes all over the ground, and the sea breeze passes through your fingertips and takes it away The temperature of the fingers. I pursue your innocence with all my strength. The slight smile on my lips is very dazzling. It always presents the "old time" bit by bit. It is an uncarved beauty. In the twilight, the red lips and willow-leaf eyebrows are still shy, I say in vain. She said goodbye, and her eyebrows were drawn with arrogant teeth, and she was in her teenage years!
Hush, youth, please listen to me: "Forgive me for turning around and leaving..." 3. Call for essays on the topic of "Su Shi"
A little awe-inspiring spirit makes a thousand miles happy. Wind
"A life of twists and turns, broad-mindedness passed down through the ages; eternal glory, four articles." When Dongpo's life carries bright colors, passing through the sky mightily; when a few pieces of gold The ink scattered along with the hustle and bustle, and I thought about what kind of magical and strong power it is that uses broad-mindedness to shape heroes; and what kind of spirit it is that uses pride to break through the countercurrent?
Scenery and moonlight
The essence of the sun and moon flows from the branches, and the calyx breeds a swan song in the world. He is a miracle for literati, he is so outstanding. A bamboo tube can engraved mountains and rivers and shake the world with its graceful painting; its versatility and transcendent demeanor can captivate all living beings and admire them forever - it is thoughts flying like amber, talents flowing like the rising sun, and It is a magnificent touch of color in the long scroll of Chinese culture. His poetry is a powerful collection that can make people think for thousands of years and make time and space soar; his writing is as elegant as mountains and flowing water, fresh and smooth, and washes away the glitz.
His splendid poems are recited everywhere, in the sway of the blue shirts of the literati and in the glimpse of the late autumn. With a successful career, the emperor's important position, and talented people, this proud man of heaven enjoys the joy of life.
Difficult life
Too dazzling light always arouses the jealous eyes of villains. Despicable villains come with charming smiles. The haze of history will fetter Su Shi's life from now on, " The undercurrent of "Wutai" has faded away from the glory of the past, and displacement has replaced the glory of the past. His trust was met with doubt, his loyalty was slandered, he had never expected such a setback. Such an experience was destined to be rough, because villains always liked to harm him secretly.
But Su Shi is Su Shi after all. He can ride a small boat, go out in the stormy waves, and deal with it calmly and openly. When the dew flows across the river and the breeze blows, he must use his more open-minded and wild temperament and his more contemplative thinking to suppress the sentimentality deep in his heart about the changes in life and the impermanence of the world. He suddenly became enlightened and finally realized the philosophy of "Looking at what has changed, the world and the earth cannot last a moment; looking at what has remained unchanged, then all things and I are endless." Suddenly, his heart became clear. Therefore, all the misfortunes and hardships are as small as a gossamer or a wisp of dust in this broad-minded chest. Those villains don't understand, but the breeze on the river understands, and the bright moon in the mountains understands. In this tug-of-war with evil, Su Shi achieved a spiritual victory. Therefore, he stayed away from the hustle and bustle and returned to purity and emptiness; he became accustomed to indifference, and his talents became more elegant and free; he understood how to deal with difficulties in order to remain calm.
When prosperity comes to an end, the truth is revealed, so he places his affection on beautiful poetry and precipitates immortal art. As a result, misery can be transcended, the soul can be elevated, and miracles can appear. History will always remember this name that has resonated through the ages - Su Dongpo. Postscript: Painful experiences are often an integral part of life. In the face of difficulties, what we have to do is not to cover the brilliance of the soul with fog, nor to magnify difficulties to fetter life. A pupa that is difficult to enlarge will never become a butterfly; a bird that is difficult to enlarge will never be reborn in the fire. What we have to do is to use the moonlight of the soul to illuminate the road in the dark night, and use the optimistic and open-minded spirit to enlighten the comfort of the "thousands of miles of joyful wind" in the journey of life!
Comments from Famous Teachers
In the college entrance examination in recent years, candidates write about Su Shi every year. But one thing should be noted: writing about Su Shi requires a certain amount of insight and talent, otherwise it may be self-defeating.
4. An essay written on the topic of filial piety
Reference:
Baiyi Filial Piety First (Number of words: 522)
Filial piety! The Chinese virtues that have been passed down through the ages can still shine dazzlingly despite repeated ups and downs over the years. However, in today's society it seems that it has become bleak!
It is not uncommon for today’s young people to not concentrate on their studies, fight and skip school. Some, regardless of their parents' hard work, the food cooked by their mothers was not to their liking when they returned home. They would grab the bowl and throw it on the ground, stamp their feet, point at their parents' noses and start a "war", and all the nasty words would come out of their mouths! Some are still "big landlords" in Internet cafes, sitting there for a day or two without eating or drinking, let alone going home! It's enough to make parents worried and restless at home. In the end, they have to wait for their parents to invite them home. Sometimes they are in trouble, and in the end they are scolded by their children and their heads are covered with dust. Some spend money like water and regard this habit as a sign of generosity. I often don't go home, and my parents' kind words and advice fall on deaf ears, going in one ear and out the other. After a day or two, he disappeared again. He kept calling me asking for money every three days, and soon he got into trouble. Alas, what a "poor parents in the world"!
Could it be that this ancient Chinese virtue has been "conquered" by young people? Oh no, we can’t forget the kindness our parents gave us in raising us! "Whoever says nothing about grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring"! Although we don’t have hundreds of millions of dollars to give to our parents, we can give them a bouquet of flowers; although we don’t have a luxury car to take our parents on a trip, we can hold their parents’ hands and take them for a walk... In fact, our parents’ requirements are not High, they just need a little warmth. We should do our best to serve them!
Friends, ask yourself: filial piety, have you done it? 5. Do you have any original ideas when writing an essay on the topic of "the past that we can't go back to"?
Letting go of children (the past that we can't go back to) Once upon a time there was a man who raised an eagle. Later the eagle escaped.
A few days later, the eagle's body was found on the mountain. The owner couldn't figure out why the eagle died for no reason. Under the guidance of the old forest guard, he cut open the eagle's belly and suddenly realized it.
It turned out that the eagle was in a cage, pampered and pampered, but it lost the ability to hunt. Its belly was empty and it starved to death. Children are like eagles that will eventually leave their cages.
Every parent and every family is only a temporary haven. The ship that wants to go to sea will eventually go to sea, and the wind and waves that it has to experience are inevitable. Many roads and dark nights in life can only be faced alone. Parents cannot replace or bear the responsibility for their children's lives.
However, if you look at China today, where is there no "eagle" locked in a cage? They have never experienced anything, and they have always lived carefully under the care of their parents. When you go to school, you have parents who pick you up and drop you off, and you have parents who help carry your schoolbags; when it comes to life, you have parents who help wash your quilt, help you get dressed and tie your shoes; even when you go to summer camp, there are parents who prepare enough food and big enough bags to hold dirty clothes. Bags... Just imagine how such a group of "eagles" would live if they flew out of the cage? What else can they do besides feeling the trouble and heaviness of life? Tsinghua University once dismissed a student because he did not know how to dress or tie his shoes at school.
It was also reported that there was a girl who didn’t know how to boil eggs at school, so she had to go home crying holding two eggs. Such a ridiculous thing is actually a real-life example. Is it strange? Not surprising! With such education, there will be such children. Sugarcane watered with sugarcane juice is not sweet.
Children's growth requires tempering, and children's abilities can only be formed through tempering. Makarenko once pointedly said: "Excessive spoiling is a kind of destruction for children."
This is not sensational. Have you ever seen a lone pine standing proudly on a cliff? Why does its stem remain motionless in the cold wind? That's because when it poked its body out from the boulder, it had already suffered a lot.
Have you ever seen a butterfly flying? Why are its wings so strong in the sunlight? That's because when it breaks out of the cocoon, it spends all its life squeezing body fluids into its wings. "The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.
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"The white jade is not destroyed, who is Guizhang? "Although the ancients have gone far away, their words are still in our ears! Some people say: The future of the country is not so much in the hands of those in power as it is in the hands of the mother. Family education is related to the destiny of the country.
I hope parents all over the world will hold it in their hands. Let the children fly from the cage, let them experience the wind and rain, and let them build strong wings. 6. Write an essay of no less than 600 words on the topic of "suffering"
As the old saying goes. Well, talents have suffered many hardships since ancient times. Looking back at history, we will find that many celebrities and people with lofty ideals pay attention to cultivating their perseverance in adversity?
Cao Xueqin, a famous writer in the Qing Dynasty, came from a family of officials. But he did not covet wealth and comfort, so he stayed alone in a humble room and wrote the motto "Don't worry about poverty if you don't want to be rich" on the wall to encourage himself to work hard on creation?
Yan Hui, a disciple of Confucius, came from a poor family and lived in a house. He was so shabby that he could only curl up while lying on the mat, but he enjoyed himself in such adversity and achieved success in his studies. Therefore, Confucius left this sentence in "The Analects of Confucius·Yong Ye": A basket of food. , A ladle of water, in a back alley, people can't bear their worries, but they still don't change their joy. Confucius praised Yan Hui as a man who was determined to do the right thing and could not eat or drink.
< p> I think that the great achievements of these celebrities are inseparable from their hard work in difficult environments. Looking at the reality, how can we lose the spirit of enduring hardship? As Mencius said: Heaven will impose great tasks? For such people, they must first work hard on their minds, work their muscles and bones, starve their bodies, and deplete their body. Only after experiencing hardships can they truly build up the confidence to face difficulties without going through a lot of hardships. Plum blossoms are fragrant. This is what Mr. Yu Zhenfei, a famous Chinese performing artist, said when he was teaching his skills and experience to the actors. It is also his heartfelt feeling. Indeed, Mr. Yu Zhenfei has walked an extraordinary artistic path. On this rugged path, he shed hard sweat, worked hard, and spent his whole life. After a lot of hardships, he finally got the fragrance of plum blossoms! ?The sky is not only blue, the clouds are not just white; the grass and trees are not only green, and the flowers will not bloom forever. How many people will see the ups and downs of life in a different light from learning words to sunset? and pain, maybe you will find that enduring hardship is also a kind of happiness on the road of life. 7. Write an essay on the topic of collection
Collecting family love
————Zhou! Jun
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When I was a child, I was afraid of playing bowls. To be precise, I was afraid of breaking the bowls. Later, my mother beat me mercilessly.
In fact, my mother is not usually fierce, except for one situation, that is, every time the bowl in my hand accidentally falls to the ground, the breaking sound will be heard. When I fell, my mother's slap would come suddenly with the sound of the wind as a conditioned reflex, often hitting me so dizzy that I couldn't recognize things. When I came back to my senses, facing my mother's hoarse roar, tears welled up in my eyes, and it was hard. He held it back for fear of being beaten again, and he didn't dare to raise his head to face her face that was slightly distorted by anger.
In my memory, it seemed like a common occurrence for me, a naughty boy who was always covered in dust and dirt, to break bowls. Often when I'm eating, I hear the calls of my friends outside. When I get excited, the bowl in my hand will fall to the ground and break into pieces. Sometimes, when I see my friends playing and playing outside, I will join them with my rice bowl in hand. , broken bowls are inevitable. Unfortunately, I don’t have a long memory. If I was beaten yesterday, I will forget it today. If I was beaten today, I will immediately forget about it tomorrow. It is not difficult to imagine that my face and the back of my head will become the places where my mother slaps me inadvertently.
After being scolded by my mother for bowling many times, I gradually learned to control it in my heart. I thought that whenever my partner broke the bowl, his mother not only did not blame him at all, but I was extremely envious when I was comforted one after another. This kind of envy continued to sublimate as the number of beatings from her mother continued to increase, and a feeling of dissatisfaction with her mother also increased day by day. After this dissatisfaction accumulated over time, it finally broke out like a blowout.
The direct result of this outburst was that after getting into trouble playing bowls again, I decided to run away from home, and to a far away place called "Henan" where my father's farm kiln was contracted.
It was an evening when the birds were returning home, and I walked out of the house with tears on my face. I didn't know where Henan was, but I just took it for granted that the place where the sun sets is far away. As long as I keep walking along the west, I will definitely see my father. That day, because I was scared after dark, I cried all the way. When I was finally sent home by a kind-hearted old man who was walking at night, it was already past one in the morning. My mother was obviously very frightened that time, and it wasn't until a while after I came back that some color came back to her pale face.
I was ten years old that year. At the age of ten, I finally forced my mother to compromise by running away from home. Since then, I have never suffered any physical pain from playing bowls. I have been complacent about this for a long time.
Twenty years have passed in a flash. Shortly after the Spring Festival this year, my father decided to renovate the house. When my mother and I were tidying up their room together, we actually took out a plastic bag from the old-fashioned lamp cabinet with a dim color, and there was a "clanging" sound coming from it. , turned out to be porcelain shards, porcelain shards of bowls. At that moment, I was stunned for a long time, until my mother picked up those porcelain pieces and recounted in detail when and what circumstances I broke each porcelain piece. The old memories seemed to be before my eyes. I was surprised by my mother's amazing memory, and I was even more shocked by my mother's words mixed with a faint sigh. My mother told me that day when she was facing porcelain pieces of different shapes and sizes that she beat me for bowling. This was not only because her family was poor, but also because she had been told by her elders since she was a child that if she broke a bowl when she was a child, she would have many troubles in her life in the future. It’s a hurdle, and I can’t say it out until a certain time, otherwise it will be even more detrimental to me. When she said this, her mother's eyes were red and her expression was solemn, "Who doesn't want their children to live in peace in the future! Over the years, whenever I think about how cruel and cruel I was to you at that time, I feel very sad." < /p>
"Fortunately, I also know that as long as I take a piece of porcelain from each bowl you broke and keep it for ten years from the time you turn 18, you can offset some of the bad luck. Now is the time It’s time to say it.” After saying these words, the mother with wet eyes let out a long sigh, and there was a layer of relief on her face. I was speechless, but my heart was in turmoil. It turned out that that past incident that I had misunderstood contained my mother’s secret and affectionate thoughts. It turned out that not all superstitious people can be ridiculed. For example, my mother, who is over sixty years old, also Not all superstitious activities can be condemned, such as my mother’s careful collection of porcelain pieces!
At that moment, when I solemnly decided to collect that bag of porcelain tiles, I knew that what I was collecting at the same time was enough family love to warm me for a lifetime!
~~~~~~The article is quite touching. If you are satisfied, please give me some points~~····· 8. Write a 500-word essay on the topic of "The delicacies on the table".
In my eyes, the real delicacy is the meatballs made by my mother. However, now my thoughts have made a U-turn. In my opinion, the real delicacy is what I eat today. The steak I just had.
Today, my father said he would take me to eat steak. I was very excited because I had never eaten steak before. I only heard my classmates talking eloquently about how delicious the steak was. How tempting, how delicious, but I just stayed there stupidly, speechless, envious of these people who had eaten steak. Today, I can finally taste the mouth-watering steak.
Dad took us to a high-rise building named "Yahao".
When I entered Yahao, I was surprised. There was a pyramid-shaped wine cabinet in the restaurant inside, filled with many precious red wines. The corners of each staircase were round, and there were also There are many flowers and plants that make people fall in love with them at the first sight. These scenery opened my eyes. But the only drawback is that there is no window when entering the room, which is really stuffy.
Dad picked up the menu and ordered it: six steaks, one frog... There were many dish names that made people drool. "Why is it so slow?" My impatient brother complained, and we could hear the footsteps, and we all became excited. The steak came, greasy and shiny, and when we took a bite, we were full of energy. The delicious steak made us happy. I made him fall in love at first sight.
The steak is really delicious, everyone should try it! 9. Write an essay on the topic of edification
I remember what happened when I was nine years old. I walked out of school that day and saw my mother waving to me from a distance. I immediately ran over and got on the electric car. When I got to the supermarket, my mother stopped and asked, "Yang'er, what do you want to eat?" I said, " I want to eat glutinous rice balls." My mother said, "Okay, I'll buy them for you. Don't run around." "Okay," I said, and then my mother went in. I was sitting in the car and suddenly saw a candied haws seller selling candied haws on the other side of the road. I rushed over without thinking, but something unfortunate happened just before I got there.
A black car sped over, and I fell down as soon as everything went dark. I just heard a vague call in my ears, and I didn’t know anything after that. Then the driver and my mother took me to the hospital and pushed me into the emergency room. When I woke up, I found that I was already lying in a snow-white room. It took me a second to realize that this was a hospital. I was "touched" by a car and then came to the hospital. This was my vague feeling. I heard footsteps, getting closer. I saw a sister in her 20s walked in and said, "I'm sorry, kid, I didn't have time to brake that day, so I bumped into you." I said, "It's okay, look at me, aren't you okay?" Look, look, haha, it's okay." As she said that, the sister put a bouquet of lilies on the bedside. Suddenly I said, "Sister, why didn't you run away when you hit me?" My sister said, "It's wrong to run away after hitting someone." Just saying that, I fell asleep again.
When I woke up this time, I found that there was another person beside the bed. When I looked carefully, it turned out to be my mother. I looked at my mother’s haggard face, as if she had aged more than ten years. When I saw this, I threw myself into my mother's arms and burst into tears. When my mother saw this, she quickly comforted me and said, "It's okay." It didn't matter. When I saw my mother's pale face, I cried again. This time I cried even harder. I cried so much that I couldn't stop crying. Seeing this, my mother also started crying. , after a while I fell asleep again. When I woke up, I was already at home. I looked at my mother with a smile and said, "Look, I'm lively again." As we said that, we laughed together. 10. Write an essay on the topic of wealth
Poverty and wealth
God is fair. In fact, there is not much difference between poverty and wealth. Children from rich families are better off than children from rural areas. More opportunities to go to high-end hotels, less fun playing with sand; more opportunities to be intoxicated on the Internet, less opportunities to play by the river, catching fish and shrimp; more opportunities to attend top schools , what is missing is the wildness of rural children.
Compared with my deskmate Yingyun, my family is happy and wealthy, but the difference between her and me is not big. She is particularly sensible, I can do a lot of housework, care for others when they need help, and know how to help. But I only know simple etiquette when meeting foreign guests.
I am a greenhouse. The flowers in my house have grown up under the care of many people since I was a child. It can be said that I am the apple of your eye. I can reach out for clothes and open my mouth for food. Most of the housework is done by the aunts at home, so I don’t need to work hard. Someone prepared delicious breakfast for me every day. So, gradually, I became a lazy cat.
Poverty and wealth, witness your success and failure. In fact, poverty is not terrible, terrible Yes, we have no ambition or belief to fight and work hard. Today you are rich, but tomorrow you will be poorer than those who were poorer than you yesterday. People have three declines and six prosperity, and no one has been rich for five generations. Today’s seriousness Hard work will make you rich or poor tomorrow. If you have the spirit of hard work, is wealth just something out of reach?
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