Write an essay with the theme of bright light

1. Write an essay on the topic of the light that belongs to me

I looked at the ground beneath my feet, raised my head to look at the white clouds in the sky, and wanted to ask myself , that piece belongs to you. When I was a child, my mother held me in her arms. I knew very well that it belonged to me. In elementary school, as I grew up slowly, what belonged to me was no longer my mother’s arms, but gradually more and more. secret.

After I went to elementary school and entered a big family, it seemed that nothing in the school belonged to me. In this way, I gradually understood what sharing is. I gradually got used to the life in school. Many times this time I sat blankly in the classroom, looking around the classroom, wondering if it belonged to me, and then looking at everything outside the window, Sharing was all in my mind. I was so scared at the time and found that I had nothing. One day, I couldn’t bear it anymore, so I walked into the teacher’s office with heavy steps. I walked to In front of the Chinese teacher, I looked at her and said in a pleading voice: "Teacher, please give me something that belongs to me! I have nothing!" At that time,

I burst into tears. I almost fell off. The teacher touched my head and said softly: "My child, you have a lot!" You have your own parents, and more importantly, you have your own wisdom and courage. In the future, you will also have your own dreams and your own happiness! How can it be obligatory? "I walked out of the office with heavy steps, returned to the classroom, sat in my seat, thinking about what the teacher just said, although I didn't understand what it was, but I believed it. What the teacher said, because, I believe, I have a lot! As I grew up, I have never forgotten what the teacher said. I understood it and felt that I was so stupid at the time, but now, walking there belongs to myself< /p>

Under the blue sky of my own, go to find the horizon of my dreams and explore the corners of the earth!

The teacher ignited my dreams, my mother gave me priceless maternal love, and my father gave me the priceless love! I can only give what I have in return, decorating every cloud in my sky with love, thought, and sincerity. 2. Write a poem titled "A Ray of Light in the Heart"! An essay of no less than 600 words

A ray of light in my heart

The first ray of sunshine at dawn shone warmly into the bedroom. I squinted my eyes and rubbed my hands. With sleepy eyes, I picked up the calendar beside the bed and flipped through it. "March 26, Earth Hour" As one of the volunteers of the Roots and Shoots group, of course, I will organize activities with other members to protect environmental protection. The cause, the raft, the drum, the drum, the dingka, dedicated their own efforts.

After school in the afternoon, several classmates and I couldn’t wait to arrive at the activity location. After assigning the groups, we started the activity I didn’t expect to be put into a group with a girl who usually doesn’t like to talk. This made us anxious. We saw other groups entering the corridor one after another and starting their own promotions, while we were still outside the corridor. , hesitated, debating what to say. Finally, I finally made up my mind, stretched out my hand hidden in my pocket, and rang the doorbell. The person who spoke was a very kind aunt. After explaining the purpose of our visit, we successfully entered. When we walked down the corridor, the aunt actively cooperated with our activities and promised to turn off the lights at night! At that moment, my heart felt warm. The aunt's words were like a magic power, and we ran all over the unit out of control. Half of the task was successfully completed. Then, we ran to another unit. This time, without hesitation or delay, we quickly entered the corridor. When we faced the uncle with a smile and sincerity, he ignored him. We closed the door and said it was not necessary and let us go. We were frustrated, but it did not mean that we failed. After all, we dared to try. Although we felt very uncomfortable, think about it, on the way to growth, isn’t it Because of these little setbacks, are they more exciting and memorable for us? We are not discouraged. With our belief in environmental protection and our commitment to responsibility, we must face failure bravely and never give up. So, we again The promotion has begun. Countless failures, countless firm beliefs, countless encouragements, just for that moment - the moment when the lights are turned off!

Enjoy this hour: sit with your parents! Come down and talk about things in study and life; talk to your own soul and think about what else you can do for environmental protection in the future; talk to the stars in the sky about your joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys; and listen to the soft music in your headphones** *Enjoy this beautiful dark moment; and...

The night is so beautiful. The night without neon lights is even more beautiful. The darkness at this moment is just to find the light in the heart. . 3. An 800-word essay titled "Light and Dark Shadow"

When I walked out of the dark room, there was a bit of fog outside, and it was a blurry world without focus. I rubbed my sleepy eyes and stood in the alley and street, waiting for the light to appear...

I came earlier than you at noon that day. After a while, I couldn't solve a math problem. I was thinking anxiously, looking east and west, and for some reason my eyes suddenly moved to your schoolbag.

I just wanted to take a look at your homework, but I still struggled for a long time.

"Should I look at it or not? Take a look, but I don't have your permission. It's your personal belongings; but if you don't look at it, I really can't help it." After thinking for a long time with a frown, I forced myself Scalp walked to your seat.

I quickly turned to your homework and sat back down in my seat with a little guilt.

I originally thought that this might be something that God didn’t know and ghosts didn’t realize. Unexpectedly, when you came, you walked to my seat angrily and said to me, "Han Yi, did you go through my schoolbag?" I was stunned for a moment, who told her? Could it be that she knew? But I quickly recovered and hurriedly explained: "Well, yes, I did go through your schoolbag, but I just took your homework and looked at it, and I put it back for you..."

Before I could finish speaking, you glared at me hard and said seriously: "What about the ten yuan in my schoolbag? Did you take it?"

"Ah! I didn't take it. It really wasn't me. Don't you still believe me?" Suddenly, there was another grievance in my apologetic eyes.

At this time, you may not be prepared to quarrel with me anymore because we are usually as close as sisters.

The bell rang for the first class in the afternoon, which was physical education.

Normally, we all go downstairs together during physical education class, but after we had just had a quarrel, we ignored each other. I saw your indifference towards me, and my heart was as sharp as a knife. At this time, what I was thinking about was not that you ignored me, but why you misunderstood me.

After finishing our run, we went upstairs as usual. I saw that you were concentrating on Teacher Ni's paper. Normally, we would write the questions together, but I had no reason to walk to your seat again, so I sat quietly in my seat. Come down.

Surprisingly, I saw that you seemed to have found something. From your face, I saw something called "like finding a treasure".

I saw you walking happily towards my seat. ah! In his hand was the ten yuan. Are you trying to prove something? I look at you questioningly.

"Look, I found the ten yuan! It's in the middle of my schoolbag! It scared me to death. I also misunderstood you. Be good, you won't be angry with me!" "It's you talking to me, it's true. My thoughts are flying incredibly wildly...

After hearing your words, I was stunned again. My face, which was originally full of complicated expressions, suddenly became enlightened.

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"Then let's stay as close as sisters as before, okay? I shouldn't misunderstand you. This is the first and last time. Forgive me, be good!" You said to me then I'm talking as if I was explaining it to you.

"Yes! Of course." I gave you a bright smile.

In the evening, the sky is getting dark, night is coming, and the confused sky is going to sleep. But through the window of my soul, I saw a star of light. 4. Write an essay with the title of lamp

Lamp

When we talk about the word "lamp", we can't help but think of a lot. Whenever night falls, the world is brightly lit. There are neon lights, incandescent lights, street lights... there are many kinds of lights, they can be seen everywhere, and lights are closely related to our lives.

It releases its energy unlimitedly and always guides us in the darkness. This is the light in our lives. However, there is a kind of light that surpasses all other things and guides us invisibly. This lamp is - virtue.

I remember reading "The Garden of Virtue" written by Xiaoling Dingdang before, and I was deeply moved. It describes ten fairies, and each fairy has a story that makes people cry. These ten stories It deeply explains kindness, honesty, courage, humility, hard work, respect, responsibility, self-discipline, tolerance and perseverance. Because of its virtues, fairies have saved the fairy family from many disasters. It can be seen how important virtue is.

Even if you look like a wild goose, wear a fashionable outfit, and walk in the streets with thick makeup, you will only attract the brief attention of a small number of people; even if you look ugly and dress simply, but On the street, if you help an old man cross the road and help his injured little brother, then the old man and the little brother must have a deep impression in their hearts. The old man must be praising our new generation, and the little brother may be because of you. help others, and they will also learn from you to help others.

If a person has no virtue, then his soul has no value. He is just like a beast walking in the world, just a shell, and his heart is empty.

No matter how much material wealth you have, it is all in vain. It will eventually be used up. Furthermore, wealth is only temporary, but virtue is endless. It is wealth that transcends space. If you have virtue, you have everything.

If a country loses its virtue, it will perish; if a person loses its virtue, it will fall.

Light up the lamp of virtue in your heart, let yourself light up, and let the world be filled with light, love and harmony.

5. Write an essay on the topic of light

Light

Tonight, as always, I was lying in front of my desk doing homework that seemed impossible to finish, and I kept repeating in my mind: : Hey, it’s like this every day, it’s like this every day, it’s so annoying! Can't we just change our lifestyle?

Suddenly, a small insect appeared out of nowhere. It immediately aroused my curiosity. I stared at it blankly, watching it keep moving toward the brightest part of the desk lamp. It climbed smoothly at first, but when it climbed up the "steps" that were several times higher than its height, it seemed very difficult and fell down again and again. Despite this, it seems to have no idea of ??giving up at all. It is still persisting and working hard. However, its behavior seemed to me not only ridiculous at first, but even stupid.

So, I continued to immerse myself in my homework. About half an hour later, when I turned my attention to it again, something I never expected happened: it was quietly and motionless. Lying in the place with the strongest light, I thought it must be tired, so I lay down to rest and touched it gently. Only then did I realize that it was already dead. This made me deeply emotional: a life force Such a fragile little insect has such a great spirit. It is willing to sacrifice its life for the light in its heart.

I think, insects are like this, but why can’t some people do it? Moths flying into the flame may seem to many people to be self-destructive, unworthy, and stupid behavior. But I think it’s just the opposite. Moths can fly for their dreams and ideals. , devote yourself without hesitation, what is not worth it?

In fact, this is just like many people, such as Beethoven, Hawking, etc., who are physically disabled and mentally strong. After Beethoven lost his hearing in both ears, he still insisted on creating music until the last moment of his life." I want to hold the throat of fate." Doesn't this sentence just reflect his indomitable spirit in the face of setbacks? Hawking, who was confined to a wheelchair for 20 years due to Lou Gehrig's disease, was disabled physically but mentally. He successfully turned setbacks into advantages, overcame his disability and became a supernova in the international physics community.

Although he could not write and could not even speak clearly, he transcended the theories of relativity, quantum mechanics, and the big bang and entered the "geometric dance" that created the universe, even though he was helplessly sitting in a wheelchair. However, his thoughts traveled brilliantly across the vastness of time and space and solved the mysteries of the universe. These are all things we have witnessed. Even though they were disabled, they never gave up because they had Dreams, they have never flinched, because they have faith, they have never been afraid, because they have ideals, their footsteps have never stopped, because they have been looking for the light in their hearts, despite all the difficulties and dangers, They will never change their expressions, because those who have dreams are invincible, those who have faith are firm, and those who have ideals are fearless.

Not only do I have a healthy body now, but I also have parents who love me. So, what reason do I have to complain instead of studying hard? There is a light in everyone's heart, and for it, we will never look back.

6. The lights are on. Composition: Write a 600-word essay on the title: The lights are on.

The lights are on, the sky is sunny.

The sky is cloudy outside the window, the music is low, and there are marshmallows in the mouth. It also melted.

The lights also dimmed, the music stopped, and the thoughts in my heart stopped.

The lights went out, people were bored, and the tears they shed have stopped. I couldn't stop.

I turned my head and saw the dusty guitar. I once loved it so much, but now it was just a broken string. I saw the withered lily, which I kissed. I left them inadvertently, but now they are just a withered leaf. Seeing the vicissitudes of the clock, it once ticked beautifully, but now it is "incomprehensible". I used to be so familiar with them. However, my heart will If they are sealed, they will be dusty forever, just like the tarot of death. At that moment, I understood: Yes, if it is not cloudy today, I will not turn on the orange light in that corner; if the light does not light up, I will I will not see the stories of the past. I think I should turn on the light earlier, because when the light is on, the sky will be clear.

Reference address: 7. Write an article with the title "The light is on" An essay of about 600 words

It was cloudy outside the window, the music was low, and the marshmallows in my mouth melted.

The lights were dimmed, the music was still, and my heart was broken. My thoughts stopped.

The lights went out, I was bored, and I couldn’t stop crying.

I turned my head and saw the dusty guitar. , I used to love it so much, but now it is just a broken string. Seeing the withered lily, she left it inadvertently after being kissed by me, but now it is just a withered leaf. Seeing the vicissitudes of the clock, it once dropped beautifully Tick ??tock, now it is "incomprehensible". I used to be so familiar with them. However, when the soul sealed them, they will be dusty forever, just like the Tarot of death. At that moment, I understood: Yes , if it wasn’t cloudy today, I wouldn’t turn on the orange light in that corner; if the light wouldn’t light up, I wouldn’t see the stories of the past. I think, I should turn on that light earlier, because the light is on, The sky will be sunny.

Indeed, I should turn on that light earlier. In that case, loneliness will not spread in my heart, sadness will not flow through my heart, and doubts will not come back to me. A deep knot formed in my heart.

I sat in the warm light, feeling comfortable and comfortable, hoping that the sky would clear up soon. I accidentally picked up the dusty guitar and gently wiped away the dust. , groping on the lonely strings, my fingers touched a hint of coolness. I started to play with the strings, and the melody of the past sounded in my ears. It turned out that the sounds of the past were so beautiful, so warm. The lights turned on, and rushed Open the long-standing seal and see the past: It turns out that the meaning of all happiness lies in an unsealed heart.

Now, I am sitting in the haze of the past, not lonely, but The warmth of my heart. I gently closed the "Light Touch" in my hand, stood up, looked out the window, and raised a smile at the corner of my mouth: "The sky is sunny - it is another sunny day."

< p> Yes, when the lights are on, the sky will be clear. If everyone turns on their own lights, will there be dark clouds in the world? 8. How to write a composition about that piece of light

The hazy sky enveloped the earth, making the whole world look gray.

I walked aimlessly on the street, looking at the people coming and going. It seemed that everyone was exaggerated by the gloomy sky, and their expressions were so dull and empty. Just when I was about to be infected by this gloomy atmosphere, I suddenly caught a beautiful and innocent smile, which was like a ray of sunshine in winter, warming my heart.

After sweeping away the initial haze, I focused on that beautiful figure and could not help but approach her. I saw that she had two playful braids and was wearing a white gauze skirt that little girls loved, just like An otherworldly little fairy who seems to be exuding a warm light all around her. She half-crouched in front of an old beggar and looked at the beggar with her innocent eyes. I heard the beggar say: "Little girl, please do me a favor. I haven't eaten for three days..." Before the beggar could finish speaking, , the little girl got up and walked away.

For some reason, even though I knew she was still young and I had no reason to blame her, I still glanced at her with disdain. I looked around, but the little girl was nowhere to be seen.

I walked towards the beggar and took out the change from my pocket and gave it to him. He said to me repeatedly in a trembling voice: "Thank you, thank you for the good Samaritan!" When I turned around to leave, suddenly there was a crisp voice behind me. The sweet voice said: "Grandpa, here, eat it while it's hot." I turned around and saw that it was the little girl. I would be lying if I said I wasn't surprised. At this moment, a warm current flowed into my heart. It circulates through me.

I couldn't help but feel ashamed of my new disdain. I forgot to move for a moment and watched the little girl and the old beggar quietly. I saw that the beggar's face showed a kind of gratitude that was completely different from the gratitude shown by others giving money to him.

He took the bun tremblingly and said thank you repeatedly... The little girl's smile was deeply imprinted on my heart. It was so innocent and beautiful, just like in winter. A ray of sunshine makes people feel cozy and warm. Those warm past events kept popping up in my mind. I recalled my mother’s tender smile and my partner’s sincere encouragement... Even though it had been a long time, that warm feeling still lingered in my heart. When I was sleepy, When I was confused, it shined on me like the sun, encouraging me to persevere and never give up.

I will never forget that patch of sunshine, you are my strongest support.