Please write an article on the topic of "Hello".

My father is a photojournalist and my mother loves to travel. Following in their footsteps, I have seen the vast forests and snowfields in Daxing 'anling, the thousands of miles of Gobi in Ordos and the ancient Yellow River. ..... However, what excites me most is the Great Wall which stretches on the top of the mountain and spans the north and south of the Yellow River.

Hello, the Great Wall of my dreams!

When I was a child, the Great Wall in my father's camera painted my dream with magical and magnificent colors. The majestic posture of the dragon is against the blue sky and surrounded by white clouds. I always wanted to know what it was, but my father pretended to be mysterious and didn't answer:' You don't know who it is until you stand on the Great Wall!' Although I nodded in ignorance, the Great Wall has since aroused my sense of sacredness to my ancestors, nation and motherland.

Finally, one day, I climbed the Great Wall. Dad took a photo of me, which has become a photo that I haven't cherished enough so far. This is the steepest part of the climb. The face is covered with sweat, and the hands and feet are hard at the same time, which is both cute and somewhat lofty. This is an unforgettable experience, and it is also the first time that the image of the motherland has been exposed on the negative in my mind.

I stood on the wide wall, daydreaming heartily; Under the boundless sky, the ancient city wall stretches over mountains and rocks, just like a black dragon lying on the land of China. Some tall castles look up at the sky like warriors rising in Ran Ran; Some are like brooding giants, staring at the sky silently. This greatness, this heroism, is a record of life and a witness of history.

I stood on the solid gray wall and shouted from my heart: Great Wall, hello!

The strong wind outside the Great Wall roared with the sound of nature and followed the remains of the ancient battlefield. In front of my eyes, Qi Jiguang, who was guarding the border, and Li Zicheng, who was fighting against the Qing soldiers in Shanhaiguan, seemed to see the blazing anti-Japanese bonfire and heard the magnificent march of the volunteers. ...

Hello, my Great Wall! The Great Wall that will never be forgotten!

Full score reason:

This article has the following advantages and is rated as a perfect benchmark article:

The theme is unique and the pen is extraordinary. The idea is to deliberately pursue a chic. With the natural scenery of many places in the north and south of the Yangtze River, a humanistic scenic spot engraved with the national spirit-the Great Wall, an ancient and profound symbol of China, has deeply experienced the true feelings of the Chinese people.

The atmosphere is heavy, showing strength. The dignified language has a solemn and stirring bearing.

This language is both complex and expressive. The sentence patterns are changeable, staggered, sometimes urgent and sometimes soothing. The strong lyricism of singing and sighing runs through the beginning and end of the article, showing the writing skill beyond peers.

Love my father, hello!

Dad used to be a soldier. In my opinion, he turned a blind eye to me, just like a military uniform that never leaves the body in a military camp. There will be no trouble between us. So, I haven't said' hello' to him since I can remember.

Does he care about me? I don't know. But I care about him!

On Father's Day before the entrance examination, I think I should give my father a gift, which may bring us closer. In joy, as soon as the school bell rang, I rushed out of the school gate and came to a flower shop.

The room is full of colorful flowers, the branches are upright, and the aunt who sells flowers politely introduces the symbolic meanings of different flowers. I chose a bunch of tulips that were about to open, wrapped them in a beautiful paper bag lined with stars, and ran home happily with them.

Dad is reading a newspaper in the living room. I looked at him with the sweetest smile, said' Happy Holidays' and sent this bunch of flowers. Dad just leaned slightly and asked,' How much is it?'

The smile on my face suddenly froze. I know he doesn't care about the Arabic numerals I speak, and lectures are the real content. I turned my head obstinately and said coldly, "I don't want to start today's conversation with this!" " I gave vent to my grievances and dissatisfaction in despair and threw the flowers on the ground one by one.

I regret what a stupid decision I made. I have never felt so sad.

That night, I insisted on going back to school. Angry at the school, I found that my schoolbag didn't come back, so I had to bite the bullet and step into the house the next day.

Gee, what a familiar smell! The vases on the balcony are actually those tulips that I dropped on the floor.

You are really angry. Your father couldn't bear to throw tulips, and the branches were broken and the petals were scattered, but he persisted in living …' I entered the room, and my mother kept talking.

I suddenly froze, my father was concerned about me!

Tulip is hurt, I am hurt, and my father is hurt.

Only then did I understand how deep and subtle my father's love was, but it was the moment I picked up the tulip that he touched my life.

Dear dad, don't complain about my rudeness. Here, please accept my sincere greetings' Hello, Dad!'

Full score reason:

This paper is faithful to the original ecology of life, and opens up this process to readers with simple and plain methods, embellishment of details, transformation of time and space, and truth of characters without modification. The rationality of contradictions and conflicts and the appropriateness of conciseness complement each other, causing a chorus of readers of different ages.

Observe life and realize yourself. From emotional pain to sublimation after understanding, conception and conception are in perfect harmony. The media function of tulip is to integrate the opposition of different feelings into a structural transformation, which is seamless and seamless.

The article is round and clear. The setting of emotional clues is emotional, from indifference to joy, from resentment to anger, from guilt to guilt, and the true feelings flow to the pen, which is the biggest highlight of the article.

From Tian Li Examination Information Network.