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Excellent composition of Hunan college entrance examination

(early) morning

I still remember Yuan Qiang on the Flower Festival. If he is in the countryside, several sisters go to worship the flower god together early in the morning. Tie all kinds of cut colored strips and iron dragon ribbons to the flowering trees and sing at the same time. And boys are not allowed to peek for help.

The weather was a little cold, and the wind in Xiang Tao lingered, which brought some songs in the distance and tarnished my memory. I don't remember whether the sun, which was just half exposed at that time, dyed the river in the distance; Is the hibiscus flower exposed outside the house blooming with petals that are either red or ashamed? It was a piece of red by the water that turned into a wisp of rouge water-I always remember these things wrong. However, for those fresh and charming feelings, you can never go wrong.

I have remembered it for more than ten years.

However, I came back, back to the city, back to home. My parents work here and I go to school here. Living in a cement house, breathing the exhaust gas from cars, enjoying the cheap but real convenience of running water and incandescent lamps. Say hello to the person next to you on the bus: "Good morning!" The response was a stiff and slightly shy smile. It is also beautiful, just like the magnificent clouds on the horizon before sunrise in the morning, but it is the moment when the sun can't see through the clouds and spurt out. He got off the bus.

I saw the dazzling and brilliant slogan of the World Expo on TV: "Better City, Better Life." Crying with a doll bear. I don't expect you to make my life colorful and beautiful. Can you give us a better Yuan Qiang?

"Transforming life" and "transforming the world" are just slogans at best. For example, Mr. Lu Xun said that the cushion is the fault of the tired self and the tired townspeople.

I don't want to go through that Yuan Qiang again. I am retrograde in the cold wind alone, with lights in the distance and lights nearby. However, I just feel quiet, maybe it's people's silence. Looking back 500 times, we passed by, but we couldn't get a "good morning". We were silent.

Can the slogan of the World Expo be changed? City, make Yuan Qiang better. The gasket that can warm a heart is a cup of strange water and the encouragement of others. Beautiful and trivial things in a city.

An hour in the morning is worth two in the evening. We had a long night and an empty dream. We want a little real warmth, a cup of soybean milk, a piece of sunshine, a bird song, or your "good morning".

Say hello to me. Just two words. It won't take you long.

There is no need for bridges and flowing water, and there is no need for hibiscus willow smoke. We yearn for the past, only for those beautiful people behind the beautiful scenery.

The sun is rising and the bustling city is beautiful. If there is your smile, a warm "morning".

A warm heart will make everything beautiful. Including Yuan Qiang with infinite background.

Excellent composition of Shandong college entrance examination

Hua Liang kai an

There are always some memories buried deep in our hearts. Although time flies, they will not lose their color and fragrance, but will become more vivid under the washing of time and become wealth that warms our lives.

Memory is a kind of flower, which blooms with charming brilliance under the nourishment of time and running water.

I still remember that Li, a Han woman, married into Miao village and became the moon that lit up the Miao family.

In the diaojiao building where she lives, she tidied up the back of the loan in the dim light, and her posture of rushing to practice medicine in the cottage appeared in my memory again and again. The longer the time, the more moved I am. Her selflessness, dedication and persistence, like a rose, exudes the fragrance of great love and permeates the memory. The longer it takes, the stronger it becomes.

Memory is the fragrance of flowers, blown by the wind of time, drifting farther away.

I still remember the man named Wang Xueyuan in my memory, who resolutely stood up and uncovered the shady medical expenses. He is not afraid of losing his job, intimidation and revenge. He exposed the scandal and justice was done. His feat has given us a more transparent medical expense system today. His bravery, his sacrifice, he is like a pure lotus, emitting the fragrance of righteousness, which permeates the memory, and the longer it takes, the stronger it becomes.

Memory is a flower on both sides of the long river of time. Time not only failed to weather them, but also nourished them and made them more beautiful.

I still remember Wang Shunyou, who taught me to be dedicated. I still remember Chen Jian, who guarded my friend's grave for 30 years and taught me to keep my promise; I still remember that avalokitesvara with a thousand hands taught me to be unyielding. I still remember countless people who helped me in my life and taught me to love ... all flowers beside the long river of memory bathed me with fragrance. What they taught me has become the wealth of my life. They will not be weathered, but will spread to my heart with the wind and running water of time, infiltrate my whole body and benefit my life.

These memories that moved me and made me grow will never be weathered. On the contrary, they will bloom charming flowers on both sides of the long river of time and decorate my life.

Flowers bloom on both sides of the strait, and memories last forever.

Excellent composition of Beijing college entrance examination

Look at the stars in a down-to-earth way

-Letter to Mozi

A candidate in Beijing

Dear Mozi:

This is a letter from a student two thousand years later. I don't know why I wrote to you, but because of you, I know a simple but profound truth: look up at the stars and be down to earth.

I remember when I was a child, I accidentally touched an antique thread-bound book from the bottom of the bookshelf. It was my first "encounter" with you. But this first time doesn't seem wonderful, because I can't see any emotion from your dark face, only the harshness and ruthlessness of "keep it or die"

At that time, I felt that you must not be a person with lofty ideals, and you must not be a person who will look up at the stars.

But after all, I didn't put down this book, but I was more and more attracted by it. "Everyone in the world loves each other, so the strong don't hold the weak, and the public doesn't rob the widowed"-every word in the book exudes a strange fragrance. So every time I turn a page, I seem to have returned to the complicated troubled times where everyone "lost each other".

In the middle, I saw the old man riding a green cow slowly out of the Great Wall, looking up at the sky and chanting "I will rest after my work, and the way of heaven is also"; I also saw the dashing gentleman talking about Kan Kan on the apricot altar and shouted, "What are you talking about? What does the sky say? " I saw the prosperity of a hundred schools of thought contending in Gong Xue, Xia Ji, Linzi, and I also saw the hermit on the Chu River who was intoxicated with "only communicating with the spirit of heaven and earth".

Finally, I caught a glimpse of you. You didn't choose to retire, and you didn't want to argue with other scholars all day. You just run around the land of China, appear in front of the world as a walker, and run around from the mire to solve the worries and sufferings of all the people. "Be the best in the world, its stone is still right", you are so down-to-earth, and your steps are so solid and unyielding.

I finally understand that it's not that I can't look up at the stars. Your star is "One World". It's just that compared with other philosophers who only look up at the starry sky and only make feeble slogans, you would rather practice your ideals in a down-to-earth way and make your starry sky more brilliant. So, you are always on the run. You once lobbied the king of Chu for thousands of miles to "reject the opportunity of Luban to attack the city" and save the Song people; You are running around again, "not attacking", "not being happy", "not robbing" and "not being Confucian" in order to put forward a real "salvation prescription" for this troubled times. You look up at the stars, but always keep your feet on the ground. Therefore, your footsteps never stop, and your footprints are all over China. And after this high-sounding lie still exists in the world for two thousand years, your steps are getting stronger and stronger.

It turns out that your eyes have been looking up at the stars; So your feet have never left the earth!

With dark hair, dark eyes and dark face, staring at the starry sky and stepping on the earth, you are like a black lightning, piercing the sky and lighting an eternal flame for the five mountains in Kyushu!

Humans need to look up at the starry sky, because without the shining of the starry sky, our road will not have a front. However, while looking up at the starry sky, don't forget to be down-to-earth and do something for others and society. After all, the beauty of the starry sky never belongs to the earth. Only by keeping your feet on the ground can you reflect the splendor of the starry sky with your own footprints.

Mozi, thank you for letting me understand this simple but profound truth, and for giving me the most lasting motivation in life.

Chongqing 20 10 college entrance examination perfect score composition: difficulty

It's June, and it's sunny and southeast.

At the seaside, the workers' horns resounded through the sky, purple smoke and yellow paper lingered around the fleet, and the waves beat against the solid hull. Urged by chanting on the altar and the sound of bells and drums, 3,000 boys and girls boarded a fairy-seeking ship ready to set sail, carrying the first emperor's desire for immortality and sailing for the legendary Penglai Fairy Island.

In 2 10 BC, Qin Shihuang died.

The first emperor's extravagant hope never came true, but he died early because he was too eager to visit the Taoist temple and ate a lot of Dan medicine containing heavy metals. However, in the dynasties that take history as a mirror, there was never a shortage of people who longed for immortality, immortality and early death. Perhaps they are responding to the old saying: "Man's greatest enemy is himself."

Desire and reality are always twins. Expansive desire and constrained reality always contradict each other in the same time and space, but they always lead to the ultimate unification. Undeniably, this is not only a life problem, but also an eternal philosophical problem.

I remember my mother always complained about her poor legs and feet, walking slower than others and doing less than others, but in the eyes of others, no one walked faster than her mother, and no one did much more than her mother. Gradually, my mother became more and more unhappy and simply complained, "I wish I could change my leg." I said, "Mom, it's not that you are in poor health, but that your heart is beating too fast." Some students once asked me such a question, what is the fastest thing in the world? I said, it must be light. Is there anything faster than light? The classmate shook his head, it was desire.

The Buddha said that "no desire leads to rigidity", and the words "gold" and "rigidity" in the Diamond Sutra are proof of this truth. Some people say that "King Kong" is an instrument in the hands of the Buddha, invincible, invincible and invincible. In fact, the Buddha is invisible and exists in the avenue. How can it be a physical thing? Therefore, "King Kong" is "great wisdom", invisible and intangible, but it is the most tenacious and sharp deity. As the saying goes, "the avenue is invisible" and "the big one is hidden in the city". The premise of great wisdom is that there is no desire and no demand. Without demand, you can watch all the flowers bloom and fall coldly, and your heart can quietly break everything in the world, transcend the limitations of time and space, reach out to the universe, and then jump out of reincarnation and realize great wisdom. Buddha said: "Color is empty, and empty is color", color is human desire, and empty is human desire. Desire and non-desire are unified under great wisdom, and the problem is no longer a problem. The simplest is the most difficult, and the most difficult is also the simplest.

We ordinary people still have such a big problem because we can't have the great wisdom to realize the unity of desire and reality. Once upon a time, we fantasized about flying to the Moon Palace to see Chang 'e. The pioneers, represented by thousands of families, gave their lives to realize this wish, only to find that we could not fly at all and had to rely on tools. Before that, our dreams had been wandering on the moon for thousands of years. Now, when we can escape from the embrace of Mother Earth at the speed of the first universe, our desire has spread to the vast universe, looking for the next goal aimlessly and hungrily, and even the distant stars hundreds of millions of light-years away have become the subject.

"The satisfaction of desire can only be exchanged for instant pleasure and eternal vanity." I don't know which expert once summed it up like this. When we look back on the past, this sentence really stung our fragile hearts, and our outlook on life and the world suddenly had the urge to subvert. When we say we have to, when we say that people can't help themselves in the Jianghu, when we say that there is no road in the world, and when we use these excuses to escape from ourselves, are the questions of desire and reality still as lamentable as Sisyphus's, pushing others and ourselves again and again?

Excellent composition of Guangdong college entrance examination

It's next door to you

Wait, I have something to tell you.

You hesitate to stop and look at me with amazing eyes. Yes, I am calling you, my dear migrant brother. Although you and I have been neighbors for a long time, I know you are not used to being noticed by city people like me. Please forgive my intrusion and listen to me sincerely.

You come from a distant rural area, and for a living, you come to such a strange city to live next to me. You and I don't know each other and have never contacted each other, but you build my home for me from morning till night with a meager salary. The sun tanned your face and sweat wet your clothes, but you never cried bitter or tired. In your industrious hands, high-rise buildings have risen from the ground, factories are running at high speed, roads run through the north and south, and parks are born. Without you, this city will no longer be beautiful; Without you, I wouldn't have a comfortable life today! I thank you, my lovely neighbor, my lovely migrant worker brother!

But why didn't I see your face clearly in the crowd? You walk slowly, don't hide, the city is my home and your home. You have made great contributions to this city, and you should be proud of yourself. We are neighbors. We should live in harmony and communicate in a friendly way, shouldn't we? However, why do you keep silent in the harsh working environment and silently endure the harm of chemicals and dust to your body and mind? Until one day you find yourself sick. Why not protect your legitimate interests through legal channels? Why do you want to protect yourself in this bloody way of "opening the chest and examining the lungs"? Why didn't you tell me when something went wrong? Why do you want to jump off a building one after another to end your precious life? You and I can't avoid being neighbors, but most city people are friendly and kind. Why don't you try to choose a kind city dweller as your neighbor? This city belongs to you and me. This city will protect you and your family. You should walk on the road with your head held high like the owner of the city. Let me cheer for you.

Being your neighbor, I understand the meaning of "struggle"; As your neighbor, I have seen all the bitterness and blood and tears; As your neighbor, I am proud of your greatness and ashamed of my smallness. You and I are neighbors, you can't live without me, and I can't live without you. My dear brother migrant workers, I hope you can find your real home in the city, really feel a sense of belonging to this city, and live next to me for a long time.