Write a 650-word composition around the central meaning.

1. Composition written around the central meaning, originally published in Long Yuan Journal Network.

In ancient times, there was a scholar who never got to the point when writing articles. Once, he went to ask the teacher for advice. The teacher took him to a small forest, pointed to a spider web and said, "Please worship it as a teacher!" " "The reader looked at it for a long time and suddenly understood the mystery. Since then, his article has made rapid progress. Someone asked him why, and he said, "There is no spider web without a center in the world. Spider webs are made of a center and then a circle. The same is true of writing articles! "

So how to write around the central meaning?

Write a paragraph around the central sentence.

The composition of the middle grade requires writing one thing around the central meaning. Students in this section can usually practice with fragments-write specific sentences around the central sentence.

What is the central sentence?

The central sentence is generally the first sentence of a paragraph, which summarizes the main content of this paragraph.

Exodus: The fog this morning is really heavy and beautiful! There was a vast expanse of whiteness between heaven and earth, as if there was an incomparably wide tulle garment floating. Mountains, houses, fields and trees in the distance are shrouded in milky fog, looming and beautiful. I walked on the way to school, as if I were in a misty fairyland, which was very interesting.

The first sentence in the example is the central sentence, and the last three sentences are all around "The fog this morning is really heavy and beautiful!" This sentence is described in detail: "white, milky white" first writes the color of fog, and "incomparably wide gauze clothing" is a metaphor for writing the beauty of fog and fog. Through my feelings and conversations with characters, the fog is very thick and heavy.

2. Write a composition around the central idea. Write a composition around the central idea

Scene description, so what is a scene? Scenes generally refer to scenes presented to people in group activities within a certain period of time. Just like a scene or scene we saw in a play.

What scenes have we participated in or seen in our life? Here are some examples for your reference.

The labor site. We often participate in school-run factories, farms or service labor at school. There are many people's enthusiasm and enthusiasm in labor, and there are good people and good deeds in labor. We also often visit factories, villages and shops and ask questions to see how uncles and aunts work. These are the scenes of childbirth.

Game scene. Students often play games together at home or on campus, and teachers also organize various activities during sports activities. These game scenes are often very lively and interesting, and students are familiar with them.

Entertainment circle In our colorful after-school life, entertainment is a very important content. There are many vivid scenes in literary performances, party activities, watching movies and TV plays that are worth remembering.

Ceremony site. At the beginning of each semester, we will hold the opening ceremony. Ceremonies are usually held in your city, village or town, and also when new buildings are completed. The scenes of these ceremonies are meaningful and instructive, and we should carefully observe and record this memorable moment.

Sports scenes. At the sports meeting, athletes chase after each other, struggle hard and strive to create excellent results; The audience applauded and cheered for the athletes. These exciting scenes are unforgettable.

Life scenes. There are many scenes in daily life that are also very distinctive. For example, buying goods, family reunion, traveling by car and boat, seeking medical treatment, building houses and repairing walls; , decorate the bedroom, etc. , have a strong flavor of life.

Meeting site. Class meeting, team meeting, school meeting; Meeting heroes and model figures and attending various celebrations and commemorative meetings often leave a deep impression on us.

In a word, practicing scene description can improve our observation cognitive ability and narrative description ability.

3. Write a composition around the central meaning in the sixth grade. Once, our family went on a trip.

As the mountain is very high, we went up by cable car. The cable car is rectangular and green.

It doesn't stop at the foot of the mountain, so it can only go up quickly, and it must be at the speed of light, otherwise it will be missed, because the platform is only five meters long. On the cable car, the cable car slowly climbed higher and higher.

As the cable car gets higher and higher, things on the ground get smaller and smaller. Looking at the things on the ground, there is a magical feeling. People have a kind of fear and sudden beauty, which is both mysterious and nervous.

The interior space of the cable car is very small, only the palm of your hand is a little bigger, and it is ventilated on all sides, so it is easy for luggage to fall down. The car has four handles and an alarm device, so you can get in touch with the ambulance personnel on the ground at any time.

Everyone is very nervous, mainly afraid of falling. Mom's hair stood on end and she was as nervous as an electric shock.

Sweating on his forehead, as if he had been caught in the rain. Her hand holds mine, and my hand hurts like it's going to be broken by her.

Dad curled up in the corner of the carriage, staring at the roof, sweating profusely, rubbing his hands back and forth, feeling very scared. The cable car rose to another height and climbed a hill. At this time, our nervousness eased down.

We looked out of the window and looked like a distance from the glass window. Things on the ground are so small that we have to use a telescope to see them clearly. The mountains in the distance are high and low, and you can vaguely see a beautiful landscape painting.

The cable car has reached the highest peak, and the white clouds are around us, like soft cotton candy; White clouds are beautiful and poured into the cable car; The white clouds are very light, and I want to ride them to higher mountains. White clouds smell good. I feel like swimming in a sea of flowers. White clouds decorate our cable car. In this short period of ten seconds, we have come to fairyland and gone through Xanadu.

The cable car has reached the top of the mountain. It' s really "not afraid of clouds to cover your eyes, just because you are at the highest level." This cable car ride is really beautiful.

4. Write 1 composition with "cherished memories". It is best to write around the central meaning and write your memories of this treasure-1-

Time flies, the sun and the moon fly, and in a blink of an eye, I have climbed the ladder of twelve years old. In these twelve years, I have left deep and shallow footprints on the road of life. At first glance, mottled footprints show my colorful life. In this footprint, there is the deepest and biggest one that comes to mind and lingers. ...

It's a sunny afternoon. I hummed and jumped into the swimming pool. There are several water slides and a swimming pool almost as big as a lake in this game hall. At that time, although I couldn't swim and didn't dare to go to the center of that big swimming pool, a few water slides were enough to make me excited.

I entered the swimming pool, ran to the top of the water slide, sat down and slipped down. It's really fun to enjoy the long-lost * * * and listen to the whistling wind in your ear! When I slipped dozens of times and got tired of it, I walked along the circular waterway next to the "lake" and saw that there was a gap in this waterway leading to the vast water surface of the "lake". I walked quickly to the waist-deep water gap. In the blink of an eye, I was standing on the edge of that gap.

I saw that the water depth of the swimming pool seemed to be similar to that of the waterway, so I went to the gap and prepared to step into the "lake", and suddenly I felt the water depth rise! I was surprised, but I stepped on the air and fell into the deep water.

I sank to the bottom and floated up again. I found myself in the middle of the "lake", which is the deepest water! After several ups and downs, my throat choked. Unable to struggle, I had to let myself rise and fall in the water, and my eyes were dark. ...

I feel that I am not ups and downs, but sinking.

Suddenly, a strong hand caught me and lifted me to the shore. I think those ups and downs of a few seconds are as long as years.

I opened my eyes. At present is a strange uncle. Seeing that I was all right, he said to me with concern, "Are you all right? Pay attention to safety "and left.

It turned out that this uncle saw me struggling and swam to save me without thinking. 12 years on the road, this matter has been treasured in the depths of memory and lingering. Those medals and red flowers representing honor will be forgotten by me as time goes by. However, I will never forget this incident, and I will never forget this rescuer whose name I don't know-it taught me what love is and what is the most precious love.

5. Write a 500-word composition around the central meaning to help you find it.

The night light is like water, and the bright moonlight shines on the sofa. I stood on the balance car and shuttled through the living room. Alas! The sky is gray and wild. Where can I find my English book?

English book, where are you? Without you, my mother would skin me! I fly in every corner of my home. I'm not in my schoolbag again, am I? I ran to my room, opened my schoolbag and rummaged through it one by one. I still can't find my English textbook. It's not in the closet. I opened the cupboard door and rummaged through my clothes, alas! How I wish I could read English books!

I jumped on the balance car and flew to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, opened the cupboard and lifted the lid, huh? Where did the English book go? I sat on the sofa and thought it over. When I asked the teacher to dictate the words in the makeup class, the teacher put the book on another table. Then I finished my composition and left ... Well, so my English book is making up lessons! God, it's really dumb to eat coptis. I can't tell you how bitter it is!

At this time, the "Queen Mother" mother came. "Read English quickly, what are you doing here!" I don't move, "what's the matter? What can I do for you? " "I forgot my English book." "Where did you forget it?" "Makeup class." "Oh, then go and read, and look for it tomorrow!" I took a deep breath and "hoo-"finally escaped from the underworld. I went back to my room in frustration and read it with the biography of Hulan River.

The challenge of death is really terrible. Next time, I'd better check my schoolbag and stop being so careless.

6. Syaraku's 500-word composition around the central meaning, when writing a composition about the central music, can write bits and pieces of life such as family life and study life; You can also write about a certain point in society or a certain kind of people, such as sanitation workers and people's teachers. No matter which direction you write, you should add your own feelings and experiences.

Text: Living in this colorful world, it is inevitable that there will be a tear. If pain exists, then I am deeply sure: "Happiness is everywhere".

When you really fail, maybe you will say, "Why did I pay so much and end up with nothing?" ? Why is God so unfair to me? "In fact, as long as you carefully taste the process of hard work, you can find that you are not so painful. Because you really struggled, compared with those who never dared to struggle, you won the envy of others.

When you sigh that your family conditions are not as good as others, maybe you will say, "Why am I so smart and my conditions are not as good as others?" Why is God so unfair to me? "In fact, as long as you think slowly, you can find yourself not so unfortunate. Because God has given you quick thinking and rich imagination.

In the face of setbacks, thoughts give imagination, and imagination gives comfort and courage. Compared with those who only use money to capture others and have no real skills, you have won the envy of others.

When you fight against death, you will find happiness everywhere-success is a kind of happiness, failure is a kind of happiness, competition is a kind of happiness, frustration is a kind of happiness ... even insignificant ants have their own happiness, that is life. Don't say that heaven is unfair and don't say that life is boring.

Think carefully, if there is no pain in this world, will there be a wonderful life? It is because of these tears and laughter that we have a colorful life. If you really can't imagine, you can also find that you have one of the greatest happiness, and that is life.

Life is the greatest happiness, there is no life. Will you still be happy? Really, don't be so sad.

Because-happiness is everywhere.

7. Please write a 650-word composition around concern and write a concrete example. Although it is a trivial matter, I still remember it vividly and often think of it. Writing a 600-word composition really touched me.

It was a winter, just after New Year's Day, and it was very cold. It is called "Laqi Barra's fangs are frozen". It's raining, and the sky is getting darker by the rain.

I was alone at home, and when I saw no one at home, I thought, this time is great, no one is at home, and no one is today, so I can have a good time. Dad is so strict at ordinary times, and I rarely play computer games with justification. Every time I don't do well in the exam, he will look at me with sharp eyes and feel his eyes burning every time he thinks about it.

I turned on the computer carefully, closed the window and drew the curtains for fear that my father would come back in the middle of the game. I like playing games while listening to music.

Just as I was immersed in the wild game world, the knock on the door suddenly sounded, pulling me back to the real world. I was afraid it was my dad, so I turned off the computer in lightning speed, opened the door at the speed of my 100-meter sprint, and looked at it with a sigh of relief and a false alarm. It turned out that my aunt next door was looking for me.

After processing, I went back to the computer to continue playing. Before I could open it, there was a knock at the door. In desperation, I pressed the power button and the computer immediately went black.

I ran to the door with eighteen buckets of water in my heart-I was so anxious that my father didn't ask about playing computer. I pretended to be calm and opened the door.

I saw my father wet, his lips turned purple with cold, his whole body got goose bumps, and his hands full of vicissitudes were covered with wrinkles. I looked at my father and asked inexplicably, "What are you doing back? Such a cold day. "

He didn't agree, just smiled and said, "I'm afraid you didn't eat. I'll come back and help you cook." Looking at dad, I was shocked and stayed there for a long time.

Dad cooked the meal and went to work again. The rain hit my father, and I couldn't wait to cry when I watched his father leave.

Children are happy to play computer at home, and parents work in the factory. Many people think this is the right thing to do, but in fact your parents did it for you. Who doesn't want to sit at home every day, doing nothing and relying on others to support you? Black screen computer, dad is back, and my complicated mood can't be said.

Father loves like a mountain, and his love is unmatched by any love in the world. I was moved by this great father's love.

8. The topic is really interesting. Write a 600-word or 500-word essay around it. There are many clothes in my closet. Colorful clothes are mixed with a pair of worn-out pants, which are blue school uniform pants. Maybe you will ask, "What's the use of keeping these pants?" Don't worry, listen to me slowly, and I promise you will laugh after listening. This is an embarrassing thing for me, but also an interesting thing.

Searching for memories in my mind, what happened in grade three clearly emerges in my mind. It's a spring morning, and the air is filled with flowers. When I was sleeping under the covers, I heard my mother shout loudly: "Zhang Rukai, get up quickly, it's 7 o'clock!" " I vaguely responded: "Mom, it's still early, let me sleep more!" " "After that, I was shocked. It's already seven o'clock. Now I'm more than half awake and anxiously say to my mother, "why didn't you call me earlier?" I'm gonna be late! "I picked up my school uniform and put it on my body. I don't know what happened to me today. I'm a little clumsy. I'm either wearing the wrong clothes or socks. Later, I got bored, so I dressed casually and made a hasty decision. Mother said angrily, "Look at you, such a careless boy, didn't you tell you to adjust the alarm clock?" Without answering my mother's words, I ran to the washstand, quickly pulled down the towel and rubbed it on my face a few times, then ran into the kitchen, grabbed a few mouthfuls of rice at random, hurriedly put on my schoolbag, put on my shoes and ran to school.

Fortunately, the school is not far from home, so I hurried to school, and the class was about to ring. When I walked into the school gate, I breathed a long sigh of relief, only to see that all the students next to me were looking at me, and some even muttered something. "When did I become so famous?" I thought to myself, I ran to the classroom without thinking much, but I was late!

"Report!" I shouted. The students looked at me with their eyes and burst into laughter. The teacher said seriously, "What are you laughing at? You are too undisciplined! " "Teacher, look at her pants!" Someone shouted. The teacher turned his head and smiled. I bowed my head and nodded. "Oh, my God!" It's over! It's over! My pants are on backwards! What are we doing? What are we doing? I can't wait to find a hole in the ground! I blushed and bowed my head, not knowing what to do. It was really embarrassing. I can't help laughing every time I think about it.

It's interesting to think about this embarrassing thing. It tells me that nothing can be sloppy, or it will cause a big joke!

9. It is sweet to write 500 words around the central meaning, sometimes it is a taste, sometimes it is an emotion.

Life has five flavors, sweet and sour, bitter and salty. The most experienced thing in life is bitterness and sweetness. As the old saying goes, you can only be a master if you have suffered.

Only when you don't lose heart and don't give up in difficulties will you have talents and wisdom beyond ordinary people, and people will have amazing achievements. Only after experiencing hardships can you appreciate the value of success. Candy, fruit and chocolate all have sweetness.

But for emotion, I thought of that. September 20 18, when I stood on the podium, the sweetness of that moment could not be expressed in words. I remember that I was in poor health before learning to swim. I often caught a cold and had a fever when I first started training, but I still insisted on training. Although I can't go into the water, I still maintain my physical fitness and training level through land training.

Although I am very bitter and tired, I am still trying. Slowly, my body is getting stronger and stronger, and my grades are improving bit by bit. Finally defeated the opponent in the competition and stood on the platform of the champion. Think about the persistence and hard work at that time, in exchange for the sweetness of final success.

Facts have taught me not to imagine that life is only sweet and not bitter. Bitterness-can make people awake and reflect.

Sweet-can inspire and inspire people. Suffering first, enjoying later, life will be full of taste and hope.

When I think of sweetness, the picture of standing on the podium of the champion will come to mind. This "sweetness" has always surrounded me, always guarded me and accompanied me.

10. My father is like a mountain, and his composition is about 600 words. He wrote four things, one of which was detailed and centered around the center. In the end, he knew the word "I don't know Mount Tai" when I was a teenager, but I still didn't know Mount Tai. I have always cherished deep yearning and reverence for Mount Tai, the head of the Five Mountains. So I left Qufu, the hometown of Confucius and Old Master Q, and my mind was full of non-heroes who didn't go to Mount Tai.

In order to climb Mount Tai before sunrise, we took a bus to the starting point of climbing Mount Tai-Daizongfang Arch archway at two in the morning. Although there is an electric cable car to ride under the mountain and a human sliding bar to sit on, I still choose hiking to test my physique and perseverance.

At 3: 40, it was dark before dawn, and the night was deep. I climbed the first stone steps with many tourists. At first, the steps up the mountain were much flatter than expected. People walk very fast, and some people walk several steps like me.

The road is very quiet, except for the occasional sound of pines in the night wind, only the footsteps of fellow climbers, slight breathing and whispering can be heard. After the Hutian Pavilion, the mountain gradually steepens. Looking back, there are thousands of lights and colorful lights in Taian city in the distance.

Looking up, Mount Tai, faintly visible in the night, is like an endless wall, as big as the earth and as high as the sky. Walking, the tourists who have formed several phalanxes gradually pulled away, took light steps, jumped to the front with agile legs and kept stopping to catch their breath.

On the roadside, the mountaineers sitting in twos and threes with sliding poles, staring at the climber who is panting for three breaths, have a tendency of "Jiang Taigong is willing to take the bait when fishing". The higher the status, the rarer the people in the same trade, and the more silent they appear. Here and now, people can't help but think of the poem "Don't dare to speak loudly, for fear of disturbing people".

I have long forgotten how many stone steps I stepped on when I was asthmatic. I asked my colleagues to say with a smile, I only know that I am tired, but I have no choice but to give up the idea of counting how many steps there are on Mount Tai. When we arrived at Duisong Pavilion, it was dark. In spite of the clouds, the mountain is still clearly identifiable. Although the mountain road is steeper, fortunately, I am no longer "blind". I summon up courage and go straight to the worse gate.

Standing under the gate pavilion, I looked up at my watch: at 5: 25, it took me 1 hour and 45 minutes to go from Daizongfang archway to Nantianmen. In the early autumn, Mount Tai was full of chill. When climbing the mountain, I was sweating like a pig, and the mountain wind blew and I couldn't help but have a cold war.

Fortunately, Taishan epigenetic, who is good at doing business, opened a shop specializing in renting cotton-padded clothes here, and rented one to wear, regardless of the old and new, and climbed the highest point of Taishan-Guanri Peak with everyone. At this time, the "sky-watching corridor" for watching the Sun Peak has been densely packed with tourists waiting for the sunrise. Nine times out of ten, there are two or three thousand people wearing grass-green cotton military coats, facing the east station, just like a "green army" lined up waiting for the enemy.

At this time, all people have the same wish-looking forward to the sun that can be seen almost every day but has not appeared here as soon as possible. The anxiety of waiting and expecting is no less than the father pacing outside the delivery room, eager for the baby to land and the mother and child to be safe.

Standing on the peak of the sun, I looked around the peak surrounded by clouds. It was really "other mountains look short in the sky." . The distant mountain and the nearby mountain are all low-headed, as if I was the only one. Looking at the east, a few gray clouds in the sky reveal a smooth and soft morning white like gauze, which keeps rising and expanding, and the upper part gradually glows with a faint red color, turning the just gloomy clouds into white.

As the red gets deeper and wider, it turns the whole East into a thick red. Suddenly, like a pair of giant hands, the curtain on the horizon was opened, and the sun, which was more fiery, brighter and more dazzling than Hongyun, exposed the arc on the side and slowly rose.

The surrounding clouds seem to be unable to withstand her light and gradually disappear, while the sun rises rapidly with more vigorous vitality, quickly escaping from the entanglement of clouds and the squeeze of the night and leaping over the horizon. I don't know if it is the result of visual deviation or light reflection. At the moment when this huge "fireball" jumped out of the horizon, the bottom of the arc seemed to be dragging a thick red line on the horizon. With the rising of the "fireball", the red line became thinner and thinner until it broke, so that the sun finally showed her round red face, and the light dyed the rivers, mountains and rivers, trees, and you, me and him looking at the sun peak. ...

Only then did I understand why people are so lucky and proud to climb Mount Tai to watch the sunrise, because the sunrise on Mount Tai is really a rare and wonderful picture. I have seen the rising sun in the plains, rivers and lakes several times, but from the perspective of momentum, color and artistic conception, it is quite different from the eastern sunrise scene near Mount Tai. If the sunrise seen on the plains and on the edge of rivers and lakes is compared to a gentle and affectionate girl, then the sunrise seen on Mount Tai is a graceful fairy, whose beauty, beauty and strangeness cannot be described too much.

After watching the sunrise, I looked around, but I saw that Mount Tai was reflected by the morning glow, with rolling peaks, a sea of clouds, rough waves and floating uncertainty, and the stone steps with nine twists and turns, such as Youlong, looming among the peaks. It' s really "looking at the peak, the distance is different, I don' t know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but toward which corner of the mountain."

Walking slowly down the hill from the worse gate, I am not much better than a toddler, who is used to walking on a flat road. When climbing a mountain, I don't know the danger when it's dark, and I don't know the difficulty when I'm brave for a while. I just wish I couldn't reach the top of the mountain earlier.

On the way down the mountain, you can see the dangers of the mountain road. Although steep places are protected by iron bars, you can't help feeling guilty and sweating. I have tasted the taste of "going up the mountain is easier than going down the mountain", and I have to wait for a stone step by step to get back to Maling. A visible distance has tired feet and weak legs.

While I was resting, several climbers inspired me. I saw that their walking route was zigzag-starting from one side of the stone steps of the mountain road, walking ten steps to the other side of the mountain road, then turning around and still walking ten steps to the other side of the mountain road. At first, I didn't understand what it meant, but I tried to imitate it. My body is not only easy to keep balance, but also has no pain of "falling off my feet". This art of stealing makes it much easier to go down the mountain.

On my way home, I also enjoyed another landscape of Mount Tai-inscriptions. I don't remember any book praising the inscription on Mount Tai as the most famous mountain in China, which is a microcosm of China's long history. As early as Xia and Shang Dynasties, more than 70 kings went to Mount Tai to worship Zen.