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1. Beauty is always around. Where is the beauty of writing? Some people say that beauty is a rich woman with heavy makeup; Some people say that beauty is an expensive jewel; Some people say that beauty is gorgeous clothes. I said, beauty is a pure mind, and this beauty is all around us.

I remember that time on the bus, the car bumped as if dancing. I sat on a stool and enjoyed the sunshine. At the station, a stream of people rushed down from the back door and another huge wave squeezed in from the front door. The first one who came up was an avant-garde and fashionable elder sister. She sat in front of me, followed by a little girl in rural clothes sitting next to her. A fashion, a simple, formed a sharp contrast. Big sister leaned over from time to time, despised the little girl next to her, and took out the mirror from time to time. The smell of perfume made me sick. The last person who came in was an old woman who faltered. The crowded carriage made her unable to stand. But the people in the car didn't seem to see grandma's existence. I am ambivalent in my heart. Forget it, it's a long way from home. I find it a bit difficult not to let it go. Finally, I decided not to let go. But the advertising slogan on the car beat me like a stick. Just as I hesitated, the little girl who had been silent said, "Grandma, come and sit with me." This sentence is not loud, but it makes me feel particularly loud. "I should get off soon!" "The person who slept in the car woke up, the person who read the newspaper put it away, and the person who chatted shut up. Their eyes agreed. I am ashamed of my hesitation just now. I secretly took a look at my eldest sister, who put away the small mirror and looked at the little girl half shyly.

The old lady got off, the elder sister got off, and all the seats were occupied. Finally, I got off, too. The moment the door closed, the little girl was still standing at the door …

2. Write a 600-word composition "Beauty" with the topic "I found beauty here", which contains many meanings. It's simple to say, but the understanding may vary from person to person. There is such a little thing that I witnessed with my own eyes. This is my understanding ... let me talk about it!

One morning in the summer vacation, the weather was hot, and pedestrians in the street were in a hurry and busy. As usual, I am busy going to the sunshine composition class to study composition. Just as I was walking through the west small intersection, I found such a pair of "mother and son", and my sight was attracted by them. I found the old woman with white hair, stumbling and walking alone in the middle of the road, which looked very dangerous. Suddenly, a 20-year-old brother rushed over from the opposite side and carefully helped the old woman cross the road. The old woman gave him a faint smile. My brother didn't say anything, just smiled and waved to the old man and left. This scene is like a normal care between a mother and a child. Pedestrians on the roadside still come and go in a hurry, as if nothing had happened. This is the look in the eyes of a 12-year-old girl I captured.

At this moment, I stood there in a daze. This scene has not happened in front of my eyes for a long time. "Di, di ..." The sound of the car woke me up. I looked back and there was a long queue of taxis. When I crossed the road and looked back for the "mother and son", the old woman had gone away alone.

Such a small thing made me understand a lot in an instant.

China is a country with a history of 5,000 years, and has a fine tradition of respecting the old and caring for the young. How I wish this little thing could happen every day. Although trivial and plain, it embodies the excellent moral character of the Chinese nation. Although we can't win glory for our motherland at the Olympic Games, doing more things to help others is also a kind of support for the Beijing Olympic Games. This is not only sweet in others' hearts, but also sweet in themselves.

Beauty is everywhere. For our eyes, it is not the lack of beauty, but the lack of discovery. For ourselves, we should do more good deeds and help those who need help. How wonderful the world will be!

Now, I have found beauty, not only with my eyes, but also with my heart!

Here, I saw the beautiful composition. Here, I saw the beautiful author: In the morning, the sunshine from Hexi shone into my small room, opened the window and the breeze caressed my hair. It's so comfortable and all this is so harmonious. I can't help but want to go out and get away from the noise of the city. I was walking alone in the suburbs, and the new green at that glance made the dew crumble on the green leaves. Let me stop and enjoy it from time to time, and occasionally there are a few birds singing, which is so euphemistic and beautiful. Birds and flowers everywhere make people feel relaxed and happy. In this way, I wandered around the suburbs, immersed in this pleasant place. Not far away, there is a piece of white gardenia, which smells elegant. Simplicity and perfection are my first impressions of it. I thought of these words when I first saw it. I can't help but admire that there are such refined flowers in this muddled world. Just like the lotus in the water, although it is not stained with mud, it is not as far as the lotus. I can't help leaning over my nose to smell those fragrant flowers, as if I thought they were so sweet. I bid farewell to these beautiful gardenias and continued to walk on the path full of flowers. Green eyes, even the withered grass in autumn have changed into green clothes, as if to tell us that spring is coming. When it comes to spring, a series of words come to my mind, and spring is blooming. I can't help but think of the children running and chasing along the path, laughing so sweetly. This is really a lovely season. I smiled. Spring warms the heart and spleen. I want to get wet with my clothes, but my face is not cold. In spring, the weather is cool and humid. "The rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far and near." Spring, entangled in dreams, "where did spring go?" Lonely, no road. If anyone knows where spring has gone, call him back and live with him. "Here, I see the beauty!

Poke me to death. Absolutely original!

It's beautiful here. It's beautiful here.

It's beautiful here. Although there are no majestic mountains, rivers, precious trees and tall buildings here. There are only continuous mountains, clear streams, green seedlings and simple farmhouses. This is my home-Cenchuan Township, Pingjiang County.

Cenchuan is a remote mountain village with beautiful scenery. Beautiful mountains surround the village and turn it into a small basin in the middle. The mountains here are not towering peaks and rocks, but hills covered with many trees and flowers. Birds have settled here and can hear whispers every day. One word may be specially designed for hometown, and that is "flowers and birds".

There are many streams here. Streams can be seen everywhere in the mountains. The stream is crystal clear and clearly visible. Fish are playing in the water. These streams are very clean. They are the mountain springs here and can be drunk directly. There is also a sweet taste. There are countless pebbles lying by the stream, which is very beautiful.

There are not only mountains and waters here, but also young crops. Looking around, I can't see the edge. Walking on the mountain stream is really unique. The crops here have different scenery all year round. In spring, the farmer's uncle planted green seedlings in the ground, and the seedlings stood neatly, greedily sucking the dew of spring and thriving in the sun; In summer, the seedlings grow tall and crowded, one by one, leaving no gaps. When the wind blows, the seedlings sway like waves on the sea. In autumn, it becomes a golden ocean. The endless rice is shining with golden light, and the full grain is like glittering gold, which is solidified by the sweat of farmers' uncles. In winter, the heavy snow covers the straw with a thick quilt, white, which indicates a bumper harvest in the coming year.

There are mountains and water, flowers and grass, trees and trees, running water, birds and flowers, and beautiful scenery. When you are there, it's like walking into a continuous picture.

5. Beauty of Commitment, Unit 4, Grade 6, Primary School, titled Help. A child found a pupa on the grass. He took it home. A few days later, a small crack appeared on the pupa, and the butterfly inside struggled, but it seemed that the body was stuck and could not get out. The child couldn't bear it, so he picked up scissors and cut open the pupa shell to help. However, this butterfly is so bloated and small that it can't fly at all. The child carried it back to the grass guiltily. ...

As we all know, people often need help, even now everything in nature needs help, and help is what people often do. Please write a composition on the topic of "help", and the content must be within the scope of this topic.

Pay attention to ① independent decision; ② Style selection; 3 topic self-made; (4) Not less than 800 words; ⑤ Don't copy.

Example 1

Strange circle: "The more you help, the busier you are."

Yangjiang No.2 Middle School Senior 3 (5) Feng Huiting

Do you believe in helping the poor and the needy? I've seen such a thing.

My grandmother's hometown is a poor village in northern Guangdong, and it is one of the best key poverty alleviation targets in China. On that day, when I set foot on this place with a population of only thirty or forty households, everything stunned me: winding roads, crumbling adobe houses, deserted and cracked fields, and the whole village looked dark, just like dark clouds before a storm.

When I walked into my third aunt's house, I was even more shocked by its simplicity: there was no running water, no electric lights, and a board on two bridge stools was a bed. The whole family only has a small bench half a meter high, and only my third aunt can sit on it. Third Aunt occasionally drags a pair of dirt shoes that are too old to see the original appearance.

That night, I happened to catch up with my superiors to inspect the poverty situation here. On hearing the news, Third Aunt kicked off those old shoes and ran around the house barefoot. Most of the oil in the fuel tank should be poured out and hidden; Don't pile too much firewood in front of the stove, just leave one or two; Every family, big or small, should put on a more shabby suit; A two-year-old girl doesn't need to wear pants at all; Empty the rice jar and throw some black steamed buns down; Even the only bench was hidden. ...

After all this, it has become a hell on earth.

In the evening, the superior staff arrived at Sanyigong's house, so in the firelight only the size of bean sprouts, the whimper was mixed with the child's crying, just like the strange wind in the wilderness cemetery, and the jumping flame reflected the shadow of Sanyigong's house on the wall, mottled and swaying.

The next day, the instructions came out, and we need to continue to help the poor people here! On this day, the scout left, and I heard the sound of my uncle's pots and pans. Third aunt still leaned against the corner of the door, smoking a cigarette. In fact, there are not only three aunts and six grandmothers here, but also men from other families hang out in this closed alley all day. Children don't go to school and wander around all day. Women only eat three meals a day. The only thing nobody cares about is those fields.

With my little knowledge of chemistry, I made a preliminary judgment on this land. In fact, the soil is not very barren. Although it is in the north of Guangdong, it still belongs to the south, and it is a good place with a pleasant climate, so as not to lose crops.

I asked my third aunt why she didn't do farm work. My third aunt gave me a look and said:

"Why are you so active? I'm just full in the sun and rain. I might as well sit and wait for dinner. "

I am surprised at this sentence. No wonder people here have been poor for generations. Work is meaningless to them, and study is also useless.

The real barren land here is not land, but people's hearts!

What is really lacking here is not money, but dignity!

What really needs poverty alleviation here is not material, but human spirit!

To help others get rid of poverty, we should also take the right path and help them to be self-reliant, rather than giving endless alms. The same is true of other kinds of help, otherwise it will fall into the strange circle of "helping more and getting poorer, helping more and getting poorer-helping more and getting busier".