Essay of 400 words plus comments of 100 words - 12 articles

Article 1

Memory on the Blackboard

As soon as I mentioned "Memory on the Blackboard", a lot of memories immediately came to my mind like a movie. There are many blackboard-related stories. Some of them are happy, some are sad, and some are exciting... However, the most unforgettable ones are the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter on the black newspaper that remain in my memory.

Memory one: Spring on the blackboard. It was an ancient poetry appreciation class. When the Chinese teacher wrote the word "Qingming" on the blackboard, the teacher turned around and said humorously to the students: "Today I will study with you the poem "Qingming" by Du Mu, a poet from the Tang Dynasty. We will write on the blackboard *** Let’s enjoy the spring rain together.” Then the teacher read this poem to us in her clear and mellow voice. The teacher not only led us to learn the rhythm and number of reads aloud, but also allowed us to understand and understand the origin of my country's unique "Qingming Festival". From then on, I loved the blackboard, and I loved the humane spring of the blackboard even more.

Memory 2: Summer on the blackboard. It was another Chinese class, and the teacher had early arranged the colored pens we brought for painting. Before class, the teacher hung a picture of lotus flowers in the West Lake that he drew on the upper left corner of the blackboard. When the teacher wrote the topic "Send Lin Zifang off at Jingci Temple at dawn", the students suddenly understood. It turns out that this lesson is to study Yang Wanli's poem about chanting lotuses. What's interesting is that the teacher asked the students to draw their own understanding of the poem based on the poem "The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red", and then tell your reasons. This time I understood the true meaning of "painting in poetry".

Memory 2: Autumn on the blackboard. That was when I was studying Ma Zhiyuan's "Tian Jing Sha·Autumn Thoughts". For the first time, I read the desolate and desolate artistic conception from the three close-up shots of "withered vines and old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, and thin horses in the west wind on the ancient road". I understand the wanderer's "autumn thoughts" of homesickness.

Memory 2: Winter on the blackboard. In addition to appreciating the seasons of nature and humanity from the stories on the blackboard, I also felt the writer's love for the hot land of his hometown in Lao She's "Winter in Jinan".

I love the spring, summer, autumn and winter on the blackboard from my memory, and I love the teacher’s teachings even more.

Comment: The angle chosen by the author of this article is novel and unique. The four clips are like a movie montage, bringing the title of the text to life. In addition, the content of the recalled materials in this article is cleverly combined with the memories on the blackboard, which naturally highlights the theme of memory. What is worth learning is that although the author chose content and situations from Chinese classes, the reasons for memory expressed are diverse and each has its own merits. For example, the memory left by spring on the blackboard is the scene of Qingming and spring rain, and the memory left by summer on the blackboard is the teacher's inspiring teaching... The beginning and end of the article are narrated, and the structure is complete. The full text uses an introduction and a summary at the end before and after the four fragments, and the paragraphs that name the main points are also the habits of our cultural aesthetics. Some people vividly call the envelope a structure. Such an article structure appears to have a beginning and an end, making it clear at a glance. In addition, the language of this article is clear and clear, which is both easy to understand and literary. END

Be a "Walker"

If possible, I would like to be a "Walker".

On a quiet night, I would like to sit alone. I like to set up the erhu and draw the bow slowly. The aroma of wood lingers in your nose. The two strings, which were somewhat rusty but still tight, overlapped and allowed me to rub them gently and slide them heavily. The rosin fell on my pants, but I didn't mind. Putting aside the material things around me, I felt like I was in another paradise amid the melodious music. I am deeply obsessed with Erhu.

But suddenly one day, I discovered that not everyone has high respect for the erhu. I stood in the classroom, excitedly telling me that I wanted to be an erhu player when I grow up. Everyone looked at me dancing with interest, but there was mockery in their eyes. They cheered for the pianist's heroic performance. When they saw the occasional beggar playing an erhu sitting on the street, they would turn to me, with an indescribable color in their eyes, and I felt a faint pain in my heart. Looking at the old beggar on the street and listening to his intermittent, hoarse erhu sounds, I was speechless. The classmates gradually walked away, but I stopped in the corner and remained in a daze.

I still like to be deeply immersed in my own world, with only the erhu silently accompanying me. In the dark night, I am a lonely singer, singing old songs that others don't like to hear. Then, finally one night, I decided to let this melodious sound fill the sky.

I began to frequently participate in art festivals, and at class gatherings, I would shuttle back and forth with my erhu on my back. Picking up the erhu, I am immersed in the scene. I am like an old man under the "moonlight night" sighing sadly, like knocking on a cane and moaning. I don't ask the listeners to cry, but I ask them to listen to my inner voice, listen to my attachment to the erhu, and awaken their sleeping hearts. I tried my best to make the last horse cry in "Horse Racing" heartbreaking. I didn't ask everyone's blood to boil, but I asked them to feel the anger in my heart - why should I laugh at the erhu and laugh at the erhu? Piano and shout?

When the song ends, I will stand up quietly and bow to them. I thanked them for listening, and thanked them for being stunned, because I knew they understood what I wanted to say: behind the erhu lies the wisdom and culture of China, which is the magnificence and simplicity, majesty and style that can be played by two strings.

We must not forget that that is our voice, the cry from China.

As a "walker", I convey my wishes with my actions, hoping to awaken everyone's sleeping hearts. Although the action is insignificant, it blooms a gorgeous flower for the inheritance of culture. I am proud!

If I could, I would definitely be a "walker" and travel around the world with my erhu.

Comments

The erhu brings "me" out of the shackles of material things and makes me happy, but the "rustic" erhu is no match for the "foreign" piano, and even encountered a A subtle tease. It is this kind of teasing that awakens "I" to take action, pick up the erhu, and let others listen to "I" and listen to China's cry. This article talks about a small meaning and a big meaning. The author pursues it through action, and skillfully interweaves personal sentiments with national sentiments. The article pays attention to the refinement of characters, such as "stop", which is like a stranded ship, feeling sad; "end", the devotion and piety are all in it. There are also sentences that are both long and short and full of rhythm

Article 3: Be a "Walker"

I once read a story, which gave me mixed feelings after reading it.

An old farmer had a very smart son. The son was very proud and always praised his talents. One day at dinner, his son was telling his "heroic legend" again. The old farmer stood up and called his son: "Put your hands up!" The son didn't understand but did as he was told. The old farmer said with tears in his eyes: " Son, my father has nothing to achieve in his life, and he is counting on you, but please remember that your hands are higher than your head, and everything is not about talking or thinking, but doing it."

This story reminds me of you. There is an idiom "Easier said than done".

In this world where high technology is constantly changing and flying all over the sky, action seems to be slipping away from us step by step. We have long been accustomed to having a lot of cold machines do everything for us. We just want to make our lives more comfortable.

Also, when we are walking on a clean street and see scraps of peel and confetti, no one will bend down to pick them up, but coldly say: "It doesn't matter, the sanitation workers will sweep it up." "When we see people who have spared no effort to help us have difficulties, we will just shout from the side: "Come on, you can do it!" There is no sign of the hands in the pockets wanting to reach out. When we see a test paper, it is easy to think about it, but it is difficult to write when it comes to the exam. Actions speak less than thoughts, but are more important than all that.

There is an old saying: "Read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles." It can be seen that being a "traveler" is so important. This truth has been passed down for thousands of years, but many people do not understand it.

Alas! Perhaps this is the tragedy of an era! But we can't let it go. Look at those historical footprints: Lu Xun aroused the people's awakening with his cry to face life; Helen Keller used her firm will to achieve the transformation of life; King Gou Jian of Yue finally completed the great cause of rejuvenating the country by enduring hardships and hardships. These historical monuments are tirelessly calling us to become a "walker".

The passing of yesterday will drift away in the wind, but in the future we must work hard to learn to be a "walker".

We are the passionate and cheerful post-90s generation, and we should not let ourselves become "giants in thought and dwarfs in action." Let us be a "walker", use actions to interpret the meaning of life, and use actions to express the beauty of life!

Comments

The article is a combination of narrative and discussion, which is inspired by the current situation and is very free.

A classic story leads to the topic of "action", and then starting from the big society, small phenomena, etc., it leads to the understanding that "action is far less than what you think, but it is more important than all that". What is commendable is that the author pointed out that "actions speak far less than thoughts" is the tragedy of an era. In the name of the post-90s generation, he is willing to use actions to interpret the meaning of "walker".

Article 4: Be a "Walker"

When I opened the book, I was extremely envious of Sanmao's adventures in the Sahara, and also lingered on the prairie written by Xi Murong; when I closed the book, I thought why I don’t want to witness this beauty with my own actions, so I simply pack my bags and set off.

I have been to Jinggangshan, gave up taking the car, and insisted on stepping on the red soil with my feet. For this reason, my feet are always hurt by stones. The rough red rice was hard to swallow, and I was out of breath after walking halfway up the mountain. But when I thought of the word "Walker", I persevered. The dense woods along the way, the very strange square bamboos, the simple locals along the way, the joy when arriving at Huangnigang, all the things that could not be appreciated by car were all revealed through my actions. When I reached the top of the mountain, I couldn't help but think of Mao Zedong's "The great pass and the long road are really like iron." In an instant, I really gained a kind of persistence and perseverance, and I changed from a dwarf to a giant in action.

I have also been to the floating bridge in Ganzhou. At first I saw the weak-looking floating bridge lying across the vast river. I was timid and wanted to turn around and leave, but I saw that everyone was already stepping on it. I had no choice but to stick out one foot. Leng Buding felt dizzy and took a few shaky steps, but quickly adjusted his center of gravity and boldly stepped forward. "Ji Ga Ji Ga" the ancient pontoon bridge makes a pleasant sound, just like a Kunqu opera sung softly. I bent down and saw that the iron nails that were firmly driven into the wooden piles were a little rusty, and there were many ancient and beautiful cracks extending on the wooden boards, which were settling down little by little. I don’t know how many people’s footsteps this floating bridge has had since the Song Dynasty. But coupled with the ancient city wall on the shore, I guess they are a group of knights who travel around the world and have the world in mind, chanting "Sorrow for the people and the hardships". The rippling blue water of the river will surely witness the coming of a group of Hakka women carrying tea baskets, singing happily and leaving their vitality alive. Countless footsteps in the past have added to its depth.

As I neared the end, I felt a little reluctant, so I had to take small steps. I thought that if I had turned around and left just now, how could I have harvested the beautiful traces left by these years? , it was my actions that witnessed the depth of this history.

When I returned, my luggage was filled with a firm will after growing up, and I also understood the beauty accumulated in history, and of course there was more...

I am no longer A simple traveler. As a traveler, I am using my own feet to touch my soul.

Comments

The author's narration is very clean, less gorgeous, but full of tension. The sounds, colors, shapes, and atmosphere in the article are in harmony with the mood of the characters, and they are integrated. Every word in the article is filled with emotion. To write about scenes is to write about people. The associations in the article also seem to be natural, just like Woolf's "spots on the wall", full of imagination, delicate experience, and touching. Such beauty comes from action, and the author gained profound insights into life through action.

Article 5 Farewell to the past

Farewell to the Internet cafe

My dear Internet cafe, since I met you, I have experienced happiness like never before. I want to play games, and you play with me; I want to watch movies, and you watch with me; I want to chat, and you chat with me... You always accompany me willingly. Your gentleness and thoughtfulness make me feel warmer. So I miss you in class, I miss you after class, I miss you while eating, and I still miss you in my sleep. It feels like not seeing you for a day, like three autumns! I really can’t imagine how I can live without you. But now I have to say goodbye to you. That annoying old classmate has given me an ultimatum! A few days ago, my old classmate discovered that you and I have a close relationship. He first talked to me over and over again, but after seeing that it had no effect, , gritted his teeth and said to me: "***, I'm warning you for the last time. If you don't break up with the Internet cafe, I will ask your parents to take you home to reform." I don't want to destroy my reputation in the hearts of my parents. "Good son" image, I have no choice, my dear, I have no choice but to wrong you. But please believe me, I will definitely come back to you soon.

Farewell to the red light

The famous Mr. Red Light (Failed), I never expected that you would ask me to buy you a train ticket going south.

In the past, you always pestered me and settled on my test paper for such a long time. No matter how hard I tried to chase you away, you refused to leave. Now that you have taken the initiative to leave, I am so... so happy! Tell me quietly, who made you change your mind? What? It was that annoying old Ben who secretly did your job! What kind of magic power does he have? , actually made you obey his words? It seems that I underestimated him. Seriously, now that you're gone, it's best to never come back.

Farewell to my old class

In front of me are the award certificates for subject competitions. Looking at them, I can’t help but think of my beloved old class! I think back then I was addicted to Internet cafes and talked about the language. There are three main subjects in mathematics, and the red lanterns are hanging high. Many teachers think that I am hopeless, but you talk to me over and over again, and analyze the pros and cons carefully. When you have no choice, you give me the next step. After receiving the ultimatum, I really said goodbye to the Internet cafe. You took advantage of this change in me and praised me vigorously at the class meeting, saying that as long as I have confidence in myself, I will definitely make a comeback. From your firm eyes, I found the answer. After that, the me who was often late because of my playfulness disappeared, and was replaced by a diligent and motivated me. But I had too much homework to do. At this time, you extended a helping hand to me, explained it to me over and over again, and mobilized the teachers and classmates to care about me and help me. Gradually, my grades blossomed like sesame seeds - getting higher and higher, and finally I won the coveted award-winning books. Dear old class, I’m about to say goodbye to you. I really can’t bear to leave you! Goodbye, old class, I will definitely come back to see you!

The main reasons why this article stands out are the following highlights: : First, the idea is unique. The focus of the article is to say goodbye to the teacher, and to write about the teacher's love for him. However, the author breaks the convention and writes goodbye to the Internet cafe first, and then writes goodbye to the red light. Finally, it seems to involve the teacher. In fact, the first two fragments are to prepare for the final farewell. He has successfully created an image of a class teacher who cares for him. His feelings are sincere and can be expressed naturally without any trace of intrusion. Second, the language is fresh. The author's language is humorous and makes people laugh. For example, in the section about saying goodbye to the red light, I wrote that with the help of the teacher, I eliminated the phenomenon of failing: "I never expected that you would ask me to buy you a train ticket going south. You used to pester me. I have been on the test paper for so long, and I refuse to leave no matter how hard I chase you. Now that you have taken the initiative to leave, I am so...so happy!" The lively and active personality of the exam student is vividly displayed on the paper, and the language is humorous and humorous. Refreshing.

Article 6 "Painful" Love for Life

I am a real rural child. As far back as I can remember, my dad has told me many times that rural areas are hard; The children in the country are stronger than the children in the city. For more than ten years, I have grown up with a "painful" love like this.

I don’t know whether it was God’s favor for me or some other reason. When I graduated from elementary school, I was admitted to a private middle school in the county for free because of my excellent grades.

To this day, I still clearly remember that on the first day of school, my dad rode the old "Phoenix" that had been with him for more than 20 years, carrying my bedding. I followed behind, carrying big and small bags, and rode closely all the way. Along the way, father and daughter didn't say a word. I know, dad is still in a hurry to go to work. He said that if you miss half a day's work, you will be deducted ten yuan.

When I came to the new school, everything seemed so fresh. There were so many people in the school as if they were going to a market. The school gate is full of cars, vans and various motorcycles. Dad leaned his broken-down "Phoenix" against a small tree, unlocked it, and walked through the crowd with his bed roll on his shoulders. I followed my dad closely, for fear of getting separated. There were adults all around me, and it took a lot of effort to squeeze through. Dad helped me find the dormitory and picked a bed next to the window. Dad said it was sunny here, not humid, and warm in winter. As for other words of comfort, he didn't say a word, put down his bedroll, turned around and left. "Dad!" I shouted loudly, and Dad turned around, "What's the matter?" I looked at Dad without saying a word, just smiled bitterly, turned around and left again. I held back my tears and went to make the bed myself. Watching other parents helping their children make bedding and tidying up things, tears streamed down my face, but I wiped them away immediately. Dad said that children in rural areas need to be stronger.

From now on, every time the school is on vacation, I go home by myself, sometimes by car, sometimes on foot. After returning home, I make a fire to cook, clean the room, and then read a book while waiting for my father, mother, and younger brother to come back. This is a habit I have developed over the years and has never changed.

Time flies, and it has been three years. The high school entrance examination is about to take place today. I got up at five o'clock in the morning. Mom went to work in the factory last night and hasn't come back yet. Dad had already gone to work early. I cooked the meal myself. After the meal, I took the car to the examination room. Just as I was about to walk through the door of the examination room, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in my field of vision. I never expected that it was my father, and my father came riding his broken "Phoenix". Suddenly, a pounding feeling flowed through my whole body, and my tears couldn't stop anymore, and they kept spinning in my eyes. "Dad, why are you here? You missed a day's work and it cost more than ten yuan!" "No matter how busy you are with farm work, I don't worry if you take the exam alone. Come in quickly. The exam will be in a while. Dad is waiting for you outside. . ”

Writing this, I couldn’t help but shed tears again. Dad, don’t worry, I will pass the exam in a short time, because you are waiting for me outside, and the words you have entrusted me to me over the years will always make my heart beat...

Comments: This is a very rare essay with full marks in the examination room. The excellence of the article is reflected in the following three points:

1. The selection of materials is full of personality. The young author has a deep understanding and unique experience in the dialogue, and achieves the theme of expressing father's love through ordinary and trivial things that many people ignore in daily life. It is this "special love" that gives the "special me" , Only then has the "I" spirit of self-improvement, independence and enterprising spirit been created;

2. The narrative angle is small. The author chooses two small things: "Dad", "Sending Daughter to School" and "Accompanying Daughter to Take the High School Entrance Examination" to show the great father's love. The small things make the big things happen. This is inseparable from the young author's keen observation ability and rich emotional resources. ; 3. Emotions are simple and natural. "What touches people's hearts is nothing but love." Everywhere between the lines of the text, the author's infinite affection is revealed. This kind of emotion is not pretentious, real, natural, and unpretentious. It makes people cry while reading it. It's a sigh of relief, which shows that the young author's language and writing skills are endless, making people appreciate and admire him endlessly.

Article 7: Happy because of harmony

Life is a song, because the harmonious combination of different tones forms a cheerful and beautiful song. --Inscription

Class Chapter

The squad leader made an impassioned speech on the podium: "Students, come on! There are only two weeks left for the final exam. Cheer up and eat Only through suffering can one become the best, and victory must belong to us!" So, in class, everyone spoke enthusiastically and did not feel ashamed to ask questions; after class, there was less noise from everyone, but more discussion. We work hard in the spirit of "bringing honor to the class" and "the class honor belongs to everyone".

Finally, there is another shining pennant in our classroom.

Playground article

The annual spring sports meeting has arrived. Look, that little A, who is running like a wild horse on the grassland, is officially the long-distance runner of our class. With his perseverance and endurance, he is approaching the finish line step by step. Our cheerleading team was not to be outdone, "Come on! Come on, little A! You are the best!" The voice was surging, each wave higher than the last. "Oh, we won!!" Little A finally reached the finish line first.

So, there is another eye-catching "Best Group Award" in our classroom.

Dormitory article

"Have you heard that we are going to evaluate the "civilized dormitory" again." Little K said excitedly.

"Really, Chief, then we have to work hard and strive for the 'three consecutive championships'!"

"Really, Chief, we must carry forward the glorious tradition and keep up our efforts. Yeah! ”

“Really, Chief, we must dare to innovate and reach new heights! ”

We work and rest on time as always; we keep our feet on the ground and use our brains; we call for help. Yes, go hand in hand.

The results of the competition were finally announced, and everything went as expected.

In this way, we work hard, we reap the fruits, and we make progress together.

In this way, we live in harmony and we are infinitely happy.

June is full of vitality and vitality. This June is the same vitality, the same vigor, the same youth!

--Postscript

Comments

The beauty of this article lies in its humorous language style.

The words "class", "playground" and "dormitory" show the ease of the article, which is a true portrayal of students' life, conforms to the students' thinking characteristics, and makes people feel very friendly. Although the language and action descriptions are sparse, they are able to capture the characteristics of the characters and write very vividly. In such a description, readers can appreciate the power of detailed description. 2. The young author’s conception is very clever and keeps up with the pulse of the times. At the end of the article, the theme is pointed out, live in harmony and have unlimited happiness.