900 words: Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world.

Topic: Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world.

Close? Keys? Words: 900 words in Grade Two.

Words: 900 words composition

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This composition is about 900 words in Grade Two. The title is "Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world". Everyone is welcome to contribute enthusiastically. (1) The sunset you left behind is like blood. In the sound of sad drums, you set foot on the road of no return. The reed flowers behind you rustle in the cold wind and see you off. Yan Meiren waded through the reeds, but you didn't look back, because you knew you were shouldering the heavy responsibility of saving Yan. You resolutely refused the beauty's gentleness and fiercely waved the whip. The horse hissed against the wind and left the dust behind, leaving only a swan song between heaven and earth: "The wind rustled and the water cooled, and the strong man went away and never returned ..." You really didn't look back. In front of the supreme power, in the heavily guarded Daqin Palace, you fall gently, like petals in the rain and hay in the wind.

The wheel of history has run over the traces of years, and your name is engraved in people's hearts, because you have planted the seeds of responsibility in the hearts of the world.

(2) Under the canopy, you are dressed in red and look lovely. You have fiddled with the pipa in your hand for several years, but it is always the same homesickness song. "I have been sad for a long time, and Miss Cai is back." Cai Nv can come back, but you will never come back.

I still remember that year, the exquisite corolla adorned your long black hair, and the elegant wedding dress adorned your moving face. In the tears of relatives' farewell and the cheers of Huns, you pushed open the gate of the frontier fortress and disappeared into the vast night.

You lean on your childhood, listening to the sound of wild geese flying south, lost in thought. Is it your original intention to be the favorite princess of the king of the desert? But your loyalty to your country leaves you no choice. You use the tender shoulders of a watery woman to shoulder the heavy responsibility of where you will go, the sword and shadow, the destruction of the Han Dynasty, and saving the country through fire and water.

Because of your beauty, you overshadowed the country and influenced the Huns. Because of your great responsibility, you are admired by countless people.

(3) Wave your sleeves and bid farewell to the western clouds.

Tomorrow, you will leave the land under your feet forever, the Qingshi Road where you have lived for generations, and the goddess peak that has stood in front of you for thousands of years. The familiar surging river can only flow in the future dream, and the familiar boatman's song can only be given to memory to listen to.

The land under your feet will always sink to the bottom of the Yangtze River, and the picture of "the green hills on both sides of the strait are facing each other and the sails are coming alone" written by Li Bai will never exist, as well as the ancient plank road and Bai Di City ... The surging river will cover up countless history, but it can't cover up that heavy memory, and it will always accompany you through the long road of life.

This is an unprecedented relocation, and this is an immigration that attracts worldwide attention. When someone asks, "Would you like to leave?" You said, "If we leave, there will be no more floods in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River." A few simple words on the floor, because it conveys a spirit of "giving up one's family for everyone", is a noble sense of responsibility. The power of responsibility makes you bury your personal feelings and nostalgia for your hometown in your heart. Let tomorrow's morning glow leave your hometown and your back for the last time.

The ancients said, "Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world." Lu You said, "I dare not forget worrying about my country." I stood by and watched the sand and stones along the river in the long river of history. Every sand stone is engraved with the mark of responsibility. Every mark shines with the light of responsibility, and every ray of light stings people's eyes.

(The author is Zhou Jianjun, a middle school student and instructor in Sancang Town, Dongtai City, Jiangsu Province)