Composition! Everyone is crazy! Lots of points!

Part 1

[Idea Analysis]

There are at least the following ways to write this question: 1. Discuss the role and charm of discovery itself. 2. Write a philosophical prose to explain that there is beauty everywhere in life. To be good at discovering it, you must have a pair of discerning eyes. 3. Write an essay expressing your feelings about life. For example, "I" originally had low self-esteem, but an accidental event made "I" discover my potential. In life, "I" must constantly say to myself: "I can do it!" 4. Write short novels, such as writing about the protagonist discovering that people can't just live for themselves. If they can't help others, their lives don't have much meaning. , so he made an extremely touching move. 5. Talk about the discoveries "I" gained from social life that are worth thinking about and exploring. For example, it was discovered that people's awareness of environmental protection has increased, that some people are lacking in moral cultivation, and that there are in-depth and insufficient research on China's WTO accession countermeasures.

Reference questions: 1. I found that there is a world in the pillow 2. I found that chess is like life 3. I found that the sunset is so beautiful.

[Problem-solving process]

Example: Discovery

Modern people are in a hurry and just look up and move forward, often forgetting to pay attention to the small things around them. Not only office workers, but we students are also very busy. The pressure of entering higher education and heavy homework leave us no time to pay attention to the new buds of the willows on the roadside or the growth of the children next door. I have always been afraid that when the sky clears up, will we lose the ability to discover? Fortunately, I still have it, but even if I have discovered something, I still think that I have discovered too little and too superficially.

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My father’s hair is very oily, but he is very busy and has no time to go to the barber shop to wash his hair, so his mother can only do it for him. I have always been curious, why didn't my father do his own thing like he taught me? When I asked him, he actually said: "I don't know how to wash my own hair." I would never believe it. A middle school principal can't wash his own hair. Who would believe it if he told me that? But when I saw my mother washing my father's hair once, I understood the reason. My mother gently rubbed my father's scalp, and my father smiled and felt comfortable. Sometimes they exchanged a few words, but most of the time they were silent. I suddenly discovered that washing hair was a way for them to communicate their emotions. In the gentle rubbing, their feelings were completely sublimated. I never asked my father this question again. Once, my mother went out to study, so I washed my father's hair. Although I was very careful, I still felt that I didn't wash my father comfortably. When I turned over his hair, I suddenly discovered that my father’s hair seemed to be much thinner than before, and the white hair on the temples could no longer be covered by black hair. I suddenly realized that my father was old, really old. .

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I often had fevers when I was a child. Every time, my mother would put down what she was doing to take care of me, bring me water and medicine, read novels, and tell stories. When I muttered that my mouth was bitter and didn't want to eat, my mother would buy me a lot of sweets, most of which were expensive and rarely eaten. I happily nestled in my mother's arms, opened the wrapping paper and chewed it carefully, enjoying my mother's care and the "superiority" of being sick. When I grew up, I rarely got sick, but my mother's health was not as good as before. She was very busy at work and had work to do at home. She was often tired, but she never took a break until she couldn't stand it any longer, then she lay down to rest. My father was busy with school affairs, so I had to take care of my mother. I was used to being taken care of by my mother, but I was very unskilled in taking care of her. That day, when I brought boiled water, bought medicine, and a thermometer into the room, I found that my mother was already asleep. It turns out that my mother also has that sleeping look like a baby. I put down my things gently, but unexpectedly I woke up my mother. After taking the medicine, she lay down again and said, "Baby, read me an article." I picked up the "Reader" on the bedside, selected a long lyrical prose, and started reading it. After a while, my mother fell asleep again - she must be too weak. I continued to read, thinking that this situation might be the same as when I was a child. Mother doesn't just take care of others and think about others. She also needs others to take care of her and others to think about her. From then on, I tried not to make her angry, talked to her very gently, and rarely acted unruly.

Three

Since the first-class highway passed through the town, traffic accidents have continued, and most of the casualties are old men and women who are old and slow to react. Once I heard that there was another accident at the intersection of my grandmother's village. The person who died on the spot was a grandma about sixty years old who was riding a tricycle to sell Heshun beans. We quickly asked who the unfortunate person was to see if he was a relative or acquaintance. Just then, grandpa called, his voice was a little trembling, and he sounded much more nervous than usual: "Daughter, do you know who was in the car accident?" Mother said she didn't know, and he became even more anxious: "You Mom also went out to sell Heshun beans, and she took the same route, but I called home to ask, but she hasn't gone back yet... What should I do... Do you think it's your mother? Right?" When his mother said this, she became really scared. She quickly comforted her: "No, don't worry, I'll go and ask.

"As she said that, she hung up the phone, put on her clothes and wanted to go out. A guest happened to come. My mother was very anxious. When she told the guest about this, the man said, I know who died. My mother's heart dropped. He stood up. "It's your village's mother. I went to sell Heshun beans, but I was hit by a car..."

Before he could finish his words, his mother rushed into the house and called his grandfather to tell him the news. Grandpa was growing up on the other side. He breathed a sigh of relief, and after a while he said as if he was a different person: "This damn old woman, you haven't come back after being out for so long, where have you been wandering? Seriously. "We found out afterward that when my grandfather heard about the accident, he was working at someone else's house. As soon as he heard the news, his whole body collapsed. It took him a while to come back to his senses, and he borrowed a phone from someone else and made a call. After returning home, he called me again. During this period, he was always in a state of panic, unable to sit or stand. In the end, he simply went home and waited for news. I originally thought that my grandpa was being mean to my grandma all day long, as if she had owed him a debt in his previous life. He felt like he was in debt. From this incident, he discovered that my grandpa also had a very deep feeling for grandma, but he just kept it hidden in his heart and would not show it unless it was "a last resort".

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The discovery of science and technology has greatly promoted the progress of the times, and the discovery of trivial things in life allows us to realize many details that we have never noticed in daily life. From this, we will suddenly realize and feel heartbroken. We will smile up to the sky and shed tears. There is no need to raise our proud heads. Let us use our most delicate emotions to appreciate the people and things around us. I believe you and I will definitely discover something.

[Analysis]

With her discerning eye and delicate and sensitive heart, classmate Jing Ruhua discovered the little feelings that permeate among relatives, and understood that parents "do not only take care of others, but only take care of others". "Think about others", they also need the care and love of their children. The description of the article may seem plain, but in fact there is true love between the words, which is very readable.

The second article, art master Rodin, has something to say : “For our eyes, it is not a lack of beauty, but a lack of discovery.

"Life is rich and colorful. As long as we, like the author of this article, work hard to cultivate a pair of eyes that are good at "discovery", we will not search for sparrows with dry intestines and write empty stories without childhood.

Sparrows are becoming more and more rare.

In the environment in which we live, sparrows are the only birds that have been close to humans for a long time and are closest to us regardless of the four seasons. They like to live in groups and once spread all over the countryside and cities. Their voices and footprints are accompanied by In our daily lives, they live with us and live endlessly.

Sparrows mainly feed on seeds of crops and weeds, and also prey on small insects. We call them "thieves from home" in our dialect. .

There were so many sparrows in the past that people regarded them as the "four pests". Indeed, sparrows harmed crops. In summer and autumn, the scarecrows floating in the rice fields were erected by farmers to scare sparrows. But after all, sparrows do less harm than good to humans and are an indispensable part of our ecosystem.

With the use of pesticides and insecticides in the process of agricultural modernization, as well as indiscriminate hunting and killing by humans, sparrows have become an indispensable part of our ecosystem. As a result, the living space of sparrows continues to shrink, and sparrows slowly disappear from our sight.

In my memory, the lazy sleep in the summer mornings of childhood is always interrupted by the quarrels of sparrows. Every day, the morning light It's slightly white, and the diligent sparrows have already gotten up, chatting with friends on the tall and dense poplar trees, flexing their waists and wings, stretching their singing voices, and starting a happy day. The chirping sounds of joy echo through the quiet mountain town, and the roofs of every house The smoke also dispersed, and the sparrows called us to start a new life. So, all day long, the active figures and random songs of sparrows were everywhere.

At dusk, the sparrows will gather again There was constant noise around the house. It seemed that we were holding a summary meeting together to communicate about the day's life. Afterwards, we both returned home, and the dusk gradually grew thicker. It was surprisingly quiet at this time.

The sparrows accompanied us. The childhood of a country child. At that time, one of the must-have toys for every child was a slingshot. I also wore a green jacket with pockets. There was a slingshot in one pocket, and a small slingshot in the other pocket. Pebbles shuttled under the poplar trees all day long, aiming and shooting at the sparrows on the branches, wires, roof ridges and piles of wood from time to time. Because of the level problem, I only hit a sparrow once in my childhood, that unlucky sparrow. After being hit, I fell from the branch, but I only staggered for a moment before flying into the sunset and disappearing. I told my companions many times about this small achievement, and I expressed regret every time. Mood.

Sparrows are our local indigenous residents. They always guard this traditional land with us. Other migratory birds leave their homes here in late autumn and fly to the warm south. To avoid the cold, only sparrows persisted in the severe cold in their hometown. In winter, when the snow was white and the snow covered the sparrows, they lost many places to forage and play, so they flocked to the country roads and went to the village yards for activities. They fly in groups and pick up edible things. We often see them competing with chickens and dogs for food. I once swept a piece of snow on the snow, set up a sieve, and put grain as a lure, preparing to catch a few. I only kept them as pets. I also captured a few of them, but they all ran away when I grabbed them out of the sieve.

Today, I am really pleased with the level of bird hunting in my childhood. Because, I have not harmed the sparrows for this.

The fresh air in the countryside. The natural field scenery and simple villages in the countryside are still the same. However, the sparrows in the countryside are hard to find, and the countryside has changed due to the lack of the noise of the sparrows. I feel lonely and have lost a kind of natural sound.

We have many things that we did not have before, but we are losing a lot of the good things we once had. This is our helplessness

Can sparrows return home? I miss them.

Part 3

Beethoven, the famous German musician, completely lost his hearing in his later years. According to an ordinary person's thinking , it is impossible for a person living in a silent world to engage in music creation, but Beethoven did not bow to fate in the face of the adversity of deafness. After several efforts, he finally composed the immortal masterpiece - "Symphony of Destiny". Just imagine, if Beethoven had sunk in the face of adversity in life and never engaged in music creation again, then there would not be such a universally acclaimed masterpiece as the "Symphony of Destiny". His success is inseparable from his fearlessness of fate and hard work. Taiwan's "outstanding youth" Zheng Fengxi was born in a poor family. Coupled with congenital leg deformities, he could only "walk" by crawling, so he did not enter elementary school until he was 12 years old. He walked back and forth on his knees, and with unimaginable perseverance, he overcame various difficulties and finally graduated with the first grade in the school. After graduating from high school, he worked hard and was admitted to Taipei National Chung Hsing University. Imagine a place where even normal people find it extremely difficult to enter a prestigious university like Zhongxing, let alone a disabled person. The valuable thing about Zheng Fengxi's success is that he did not blush and say shyly: "I can't do it!" whenever he encountered adversity. He worked hard, struggled, and struggled, and finally achieved success - his autobiography "Wang Yang" After the publication of "A Ship in the Sea", it aroused strong response and was reprinted ten times. In the same year, he was selected as one of the "Top Ten Outstanding Young People". Qi Baishi is a great master of modern Chinese painting.

Mr. Qi is not only good at calligraphy and painting, but also has high attainments in seal cutting. However, he was not born with this art. He also went through very hard training and unremitting efforts before he mastered the art of seal cutting to a superb level. When he was young, Qi Baishi loved seal cutting, but he was always dissatisfied with his seal cutting skills. He humbly asked an old seal carver for advice. The old seal carver said to him: "Go and pick up a load of foundation stones and go home. Carve and grind. When the load of stones turns into mud, then Your seal will be engraved.” So Qi Baishi did what the old seal carver wanted. He picked up a load of foundation stones, carved and polished them, and compared them with ancient seal-cutting works of art. He continued to carve day and night. Carve it and polish it, polish it and carve it again. I don’t know how many blood blisters appeared on my hands. Day after day, year after year, the foundation stones became less and less, while the mud accumulated on the ground became thicker and thicker. In the end, all the foundation stones were "fossilized into mud". This hard foundation stone not only sharpened Qi Baishi's will, but also enabled his seal cutting art to continuously improve during the training. The seals he carved were strong, refined and unique. Gradually, his seal cutting art reached the level of perfection.

Part 4

People often stew mung bean soup on hot days, because mung beans have the effect of detoxifying and clearing the heart.

According to experts, if you want to cool down, boil it for about 10 minutes and just drink the clear soup; if you want to detoxify, you need to boil it for a longer time, and it is best to eat the beans together.

Mung beans are cool in nature and sweet in taste. Drinking them regularly can relieve summer heat and quench thirst. Since they have diuretic and qi-reducing effects, drinking them after food or drug poisoning can also clear out toxins from the body, which is beneficial to It also has certain curative effects on heat swelling, hot thirst, heat dysentery, carbuncle, pox, macules, etc.

The heat-clearing power of mung beans lies in the skin, including its detoxification power. Therefore, if you just want to cool off the heat, wash out the mung beans when making soup and boil them over high heat for about 10 minutes. Be careful not to cook them for a long time. The soup cooked in this way is green in color and relatively clear. There is no need to eat the beans together when drinking, as it can achieve a good heat-relieving effect. If it is to clear away heat and detoxify, it is best to boil the beans. This kind of mung bean soup has a turbid color and poor heat-relieving effect, but it has a stronger heat-clearing and detoxifying effect.

Cooking mung beans together with other foods will have better curative effects. For example, to prevent heat stroke, you can drink mung bean and silver flower soup: 100 grams of mung beans and 30 grams of honeysuckle, decoction in water and take.

However, mung beans are cool in nature, and people with cold spleen and stomach, insufficient kidney qi, and low back pain should not eat more.

Chapter 5

On the way back, I turned around. The crooked footprints have been buried by the wind and sand. Looking forward, the long dust connecting with the sky makes my already exhausted heart almost break.

The sun at noon was still like a fireball, viciously directing its scorching rays towards the ground. The boiling flame was burning like it was going to devour me. But now, it suddenly became well-behaved. , became kinder, gentler, and even cute. Its light steps are jumping and dancing like a dragonfly on water. A ray of sunset red light shines on the hills not far away, like a warm hand gently caressing them, caressing them that are covered by the scorching sun at noon. Burning wounds.

Isn’t this the sunset in my hometown that I think about day and night? Warm pictures of the past came to mind again: Our cabin was located beside a creek, with a small stone bridge in front of the door. Listen to the gurgling water singing every day, and then feel the whispers between it and the stone bridge. The happiest moment is watching the setting sun with my brothers and sisters, watching it gently glide behind the mountain with full of joy, and the afterglow is still shining in the distant sky, and finally watching it quietly leave, leaving behind A string of golden blessings...

But the ruthless life has completely destroyed my happy life. In one year, I went from being the most beloved son in the family to a wanderer in the world. I am a wanderer, and the only one accompanying me is this old horse, which is getting thinner and thinner.

At this moment, in my eyes, the sunset is just the intertwined dead vines on the old trees, and the ugly crows are perching on their nests and chirping sadly.

Everything is like a dream!

Ah! Heartbroken man! Heartbroken people are at the end of the world!

Last article

The pot of epiphyllum on the balcony has sprouted small buds, so I look forward to a night when the flowers bloom. Every time I water the flowers, I remind them Don't miss it yourself.

But when I got busy, I actually missed it! When I suddenly remembered it the next morning, I hurriedly pushed out the door and saw that the flowers that had bloomed were like the phoenix with its head lowered and its wings folded, looking tired and cold without any trace of spirit. I wanted to leave it alone on the dark terrace last night, shining brightly and lonely, and my heart was full of regret and guilt - not only did I miss it, I was clearly let down!

However, this is still unintentional. Sometimes missing out is simply intentional. When we honeymooned in Huangshan Mountain, we lived in a courtyard on the mountain. The straight pond was on the right, the curved pond was on the left, and there was a large valley in the middle. When we opened the door and looked down, we could see a clear stream like a belt, winding down the Bitan. The surrounding mountains are undulating, and when the sky is clear, you can see nine layers of green mountains.

One morning, he shouted from the balcony: "Get up and look at the clouds. Those clouds are lining up to leave the valley!"

I turned a deaf ear and stayed in bed, thinking, if I don't look at it today, I can look at it tomorrow. ;If you can’t see it tomorrow, there will be the day after tomorrow. Anyway, the cloud is right outside the door, are you still worried that you can’t see it?

I couldn't stand his yelling like putting out a fire, so I had to get up lazily. ah! What a wonderful picture of white clouds emerging from the sky! But he shook his head and sighed:

"You have missed its most beautiful moment!"

Beautiful things are always impermanent, including the opportunity for success and the favor of fate. How many times can we afford to miss something in our ordinary life? We lament that we have missed it, but how many times have we missed it and were still unaware of it?

A nearly 60-year-old man told me that his biggest regret in life was that he did not study medicine and become a doctor. He said, I was 14 years old that year. On the one hand, I was worried that the white sneakers I washed at night would not have time to dry in the morning. On the other hand, I felt that in life, people always have time to do whatever they really want to do. So I asked him, why don't you just do it? He actually answered me: "Because at that time I didn't know that I was suitable for this." I was very shocked after hearing this. I felt that the most terrifying thing in the world is to live to a very old age, only to realize that I have "missed it." ” himself.

However, I later realized that most people actually feel that they have missed something.

My father missed buying a large piece of land near Shilin's official residence for 14 yuan, which must now cost hundreds of millions of yuan; my mother missed having two fewer children with her cleverness and dexterity. Being good at speaking and communicative skills can already dominate the political and business circles; my cousin immigrated too early and missed the entire Taiwan economic miracle but experienced the US economic depression from beginning to end; my high school classmate missed the only suitable marriage to her. Love; my colleague missed the week when the department store had a 30% off sale...

Because of constant misses, many people are even more afraid of missing out.

As soon as I heard about karaoke and MTV, I definitely can’t miss KTV. I’ve just been to the beer house and shrimp fishing spot, and of course I can’t miss the charcoal-grilled seafood, bubble black tea, and 35-yuan American coffee. As long as something is popular, it seems that there is nothing that should be missed.

You shouldn’t miss the large amount of US dollar deposits or immigration applications to New Zealand and Australia before leap August; you shouldn’t miss being baptized and believing in Jesus before the end of the century, when the world will be in great turmoil, and you will have eternal life; you shouldn’t even miss the Times Gold Lucky Draw. ...

Precisely because I don’t want to miss anything, I always end up trying to have everything.

A reporter who wrote beautiful articles wanted to work as a consultant in a corporate management company. After working hard for a while, he came up with the question "he may not be suitable". A super salesman who could sell anything to anyone had to put down his business and concentrate on writing advertising copy, and was criticized for having "vulgar statements and no creativity". However, because everyone believes in the so-called potential development, they tend to think that the more invisible talents are the so-called real talents.

The best example is that when you were young, you worked part-time and studied chemical engineering during the day, studied finance and taxation at night, and worked as a math tutor on weekdays and worked as a volunteer for a foundation to rescue young prostitutes on weekends. When you reach a certain age, you become a lawyer and want to enter the entertainment industry. Someone who is a singer wants to join the Legislative Yuan, someone who is a company boss wants to write poetry... Everyone wears many hats, and everyone is not satisfied with doing only one thing in their life.

All this is because I don’t want to miss it, I don’t want to be like Billy Sanchez in Marquis’s novel “The Stranger”, who accidentally missed him because he couldn’t understand French. I don't want to be like that old man who is nearly 60 years old and regret his original choice when he is old.

It is precisely because I don’t want to miss it that everything becomes interesting, urgent, and impossible to choose