Please write a 600-word narrative about what makes me memorable. Anything else?

Please write a 600-word narrative about what makes me memorable. Is there any other hometown for me to remember?

I have infinite lingering for you and me, turning into missing day and night; A glimpse in my dream made me completely forget the beauty of the city; Hometown, you make me unforgettable and I miss you infinitely. -inscription

I walked aimlessly. Suddenly, a tortuous gravel road, mottled blue-gray tiles and endless green hills appeared. With my head full of doubts, I walked slowly forward and walked across the old but strong bridge, which was a sparkling lake. All kinds of aquatic plants on the shore are upside down, long and hydrophilic. Lakes have always been children's world. When it is thrown to the shore, the calm lake will splash brilliantly. Laughter immediately broke out on the shore of the lake. At sunset, the children came back in droves wrapped in old clothes. Who is the boy with his back to me? Why is his back so familiar? When he slowly turned around, I finally saw that he was me when I was a child. The boy plunged into the water again, and the ripples on the lake blurred my vision.

I rubbed my eyes, but I still saw my ceiling. It turns out that the water in my hometown is flowing through my dream. I sat up, opened the curtain, looked at the flowing Tianshui, and a shallow smile appeared on my mouth. Hometown, why do I remember that you always have such a aftertaste?

The arrival of spring makes everything full of vitality for you. The branches of weeping willows by the lake fluttered in the wind. At this time, the lake is still cold, and some children by the lake are discussing something. Finally, they turned their eyes to the nearby mountains. Yes, this is the Herbal Garden where I stayed when I was a child. Set foot on a brisk pace, grab a handful of dirt, exude intoxicating fragrance, grab a butterfly and fly it gently. The songs in the mountains are always mixed with the fragrance of wild flowers, and the distant sky is always echoed with naive laughter.

Hometown, you are like a kind mother, watching us play quietly. In your arms, we are like the lilies of Shan Ye, bathed in the purest sunshine and growing without whitewashing; We are in your arms, feeling like tall and straight bamboo in the rain, covered with branches and leaves.

Hometown, you often remind me of your tranquility in this noisy city; Hometown, you often remind me of your shade in this steel forest; Hometown, you often remind me of your blue sky when I look up at the haze in the sky.

Please write a narrative that let me enter the flower season. Although mature, there are still storms waiting, and setbacks must be borne. Today's achievements are also accumulated by past setbacks, and that is only because of growth. I remember choosing to learn guzheng as a child, which also means that there will be many setbacks waiting for me. We have to learn music theory in Grade 8, but folk music is really difficult for us to learn, and we can hardly understand it in class. At that time, my father was sitting outside the classroom, listening to the class with me, and then teaching me at home, and during that time, his eyes could not see the blackboard clearly, which was very difficult. Attend classes twice a day, pay more than others, but get nothing in return. Once, the teacher asked us to take an exam, and my score failed at all, which was the countdown. At that time, the teacher was marking the papers, and I almost didn't listen. I can't stop thinking about scores. How can you get into TEM-8 with such a result? I'm sure I can't pass. Alas ... when I got home, I sat alone in my room in a daze. The score was like a needle, which stung me deeply ... Tears blurred my vision, and before I knew it, I fell asleep at my desk. After waking up, I washed my face and went back to my room. My father sat on the bed and watched me come in. Let me sit next to him and tell me a story: there are three people. The first one who went to the reformatory after taking drugs was paralyzed by the music craze in Hong Kong. The second person was kicked out of the office three times and often slept until noon; The third person usually doesn't make any mistakes and lives a simple life. If one of these three people can achieve something, there is no doubt that almost everyone thinks that this person who can achieve something is the third person. However, the opposite is true. The first man was the American President-Roosevelt, the second man was the British Prime Minister-Churchill, and the third man was a fascist who killed countless people. Dad said that there are many disappointments in life, and setbacks are everywhere, but they are not terrible. The terrible thing is that you don't have the courage to face setbacks. Come on, kid! Then he left me to think and went to work by himself. So I regained my confidence, studied harder and came back to do the problem every day. Finally, I got eight more grades with "excellent" and turned to ten! Yes, on the road of growth, it is inevitable to fall. My knee is swollen. Rub it, stand up and walk on. Don't be afraid. What is the pain in this storm? Dry your tears, at least we still have a dream. Growth is cruel, the content of the previous chapter is unforgettable, but the information of the latter chapter is unknown to us. Growing up in challenges, every minute of life is full of the idea of fighting for ideals. Grow up in setbacks, succeed in growth, and reach the peak in success. In the sun, the grass is tall and vigorous, and it is still elegant in the wind and rain. The sun reappears and the dust is still flying. Frustration, let me grow!

Please write a 600-word narrative on the topic "I am eager for ……". I am eager for understanding.

Open the lock of memory and turn over a page of memory. Have I ever been understood? Everything is so helpless.

I long to be understood. I have the pressure to study. My grades fluctuate greatly. Why does nobody understand me? Why do my parents always think that I wander around every day? I'm trying. Who doesn't want to succeed It's just a matter of time and mood swings.

I long to be understood. I wish I had a blue sky. I wish I were a carefree bird. I live in the contradiction between being loved and not being loved. I don't want anything, but I hope you can let me go, let me fly and let me chase. But who has ever understood my helplessness?

I long to be understood. I wrote a wonderful composition, and a lot of good words and sentences are my own accumulated results. Why do people around me cast strange eyes, doubt me and ridicule me when I write a big composition?

I long to be understood. There is always my sweat on the runway, and all the honorary certificates are condensed with my blood and tears. After crying, I always face it bravely. Why do I get the care of my elders and scold me? Don't support me. My heart gets cold again and again. Did you ask?

I am eager to understand. Every time I talk to you, you are listening to my statement. Do you understand my meaning? I want to find a bosom friend, but why is every friend so faithless? Everyone is so disrespectful, but I am ignored. I don't understand. Who can give me an answer?

I long for warmth, love and happiness, but I am more eager for the understanding of my parents, teachers and classmates. I want to say, "not everyone doesn't need to understand, not everyone doesn't want to understand, but no one is more eager to understand than me."

It is a kind of happiness that a person can be understood by others. When you think of someone who knows you in despair and believe that you will have a chance to recover, you will be happier!

Please write a narrative of about 600 words, telling something that fascinates me. Reading really fascinates me.

The world is like a kaleidoscope of colors, and all kinds of things are fascinating. Friend, when you step into this world, is there anything that fascinates you? Yes, there are many things that fascinate me. I can tell you loudly that I am crazy about reading. Some people think, what is a book? This book is a piece of waste paper. I don't think so. It has its own real interests. This really fascinates me

I don't know when I started, but I fell in love with reading. From learning "123" in grade one to "the sun, the moon and the mountains", I became more literate and curious. Reading really fascinates me.

From comic books to thick novels, books have witnessed my fascination. These different books have brought me different interests, including intriguing fairy tales, martial arts novels by atrix and jokes that make me laugh. Among them, I like reading detective stories best.

Once, I bought a detective novel, a thick one. I sat on the bed and watched intently, wondering why his face changed color. It didn't take me long to know that it was wearing a transparent mask. Under the reflection of different lights, it also changed with the color of lights, which really made people feel very happy. Just then, the door suddenly opened, and my mother came back from work and asked me if you had eaten, so I thought of me.

On another occasion, my cousin showed me some detective novels, and I couldn't finish reading them all in one day, so I took them to the classroom. In math class, when the teacher was explaining positive and negative numbers, I was reading the detective novel The Story of Jintian Teenager. Why can I reconnect them at the broken bridge, but I can do it with one hand?

When the teacher asked me a question, I suddenly shouted, "Ah! I see, why didn't I think of it? " The students shouted loudly and they laughed loudly. Someone said, "Teacher, this big fool who loves reading detective stories is stupid again." The teacher came to my seat and said, "Come and see me after class." I sighed in my heart that "again" would be scolded. ...

If one day I stop reading detective stories, I may be crazy, I may be crazy. I can't imagine. Ah! I really like reading. Reading really fascinates me!

Please write a narrative about what will happen after primary school.

Everyone has his own friendship, that kind of pure and beautiful friendship. Friendship is an indispensable emotion in childhood. Friendship is no less important than money in people's minds. In the hearts of children under ten, friendship is the source of happiness. In the minds of teenagers under twenty, friendship is a guardian angel. Friendship is the best memory in the hearts of people under fifty.

Even though friendship is so important in our life, how many people really understand friendship and its true meaning?

Everyone who knows the true meaning of friendship does not understand the importance and true meaning of friendship until he sacrifices or loses a friendship. I didn't know the true meaning of friendship until I lost four precious and pure friendships.

My good friend Guo Jingwen suddenly transferred to our school when I was in the fourth grade. She was too timid to talk to anyone at that time. Of course, she doesn't have any good friends Later the teacher transferred her to be my deskmate next to me. Slowly, I became good friends with her, and the relationship was very close. We often sit back-to-back together on the green grass in the school to bask in the sun. We often go to the candy house at the school gate to buy those colorful lollipops. She will hand me a cup of milk tea when I am unhappy, and then lean on my back to tell me jokes or keep silent, but every time her lovely behavior will drive away all the unhappiness in my heart. I really cherish this friendship, but after that day, everything changed. Because of a little contradiction with her, I broke up on the grass. From then on.

I regret it. Why did you say something that hurt her so much? I destroyed not only her heart, but also the purest friendship. I am not used to the days without her laughter. If God gives me another chance, I will cherish this friendship.

Now I have transferred to another school, leaving a lasting regret, and my yearning has gradually turned into nostalgia. If you never appeared in my world, would I be happier? My world has become gloomy.

You copy down the beginning and the end and turn it into your own business.

Please write a 550-word narrative with the person who makes me xx the most. Someone who has been touched for a lifetime. I am no exception. But the person who moved me was my grandfather.

He used to be a teacher. His mother said that once the headmaster gave him the worst class in town. The students in that class were lazy, but my grandfather worked hard to teach, "Work is not suitable for him." In a final math exam, that class won the first place in the town for the first time. (Grandpa teaches math) When teaching that class, Grandpa was most worried about the worst students in that class. Grandpa taught that classmate well and got up early every day for two months. Finally, the students became the whole town. This time, the headmaster gave up his position to him before he retired. Since grandpa became the principal, his students have done well. Of course, grandpa is more and more strict with his mother. Grandpa is still a member.

You have to retire when you are old. Soon, my grandfather retired. At first, my grandfather said that he would study in his later years. "You will know when you are old." However, after a few days, grandpa began to "regret". He started working again. He opened a "Blue Sky Kindergarten" at home. He started to hand in kindergarten, and he also paid close attention to every minute of his work. During the summer vacation or winter vacation, he also invited four teachers from Jiangxi to open a "primary school remedial class". Grandpa said that the remedial classes are mainly held by my cousin who graduated from Grade Three, but it is not cost-effective for two people to invite four teachers. It is necessary to open a remedial class.

Now, mom and dad are still urging grandpa to stop working and spend his old age well. But grandpa raised the next generation. ...

This is my good grandfather!

Please write a 600-word narrative with the theme "What makes the light shine". Honesty is gold and silver. With honesty, you will have unlimited wealth.

Honesty is balance. With honesty, we have the standard of code of conduct.

Honesty is sunshine. With honesty, you will have a dazzling light.

Honesty and trustworthiness are the foundation of people and the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation. Honesty means loyalty.

Honest, consistent with words and deeds; Keeping promise means keeping your word when you talk and do things, and keeping your word. Keep one's promise/promise

This is a sign of honesty. For thousands of years, people have emphasized and respected honesty.

Mencius said: "Honest people, heaven is also; I sincerely believe that the way of people is also. " What I want to say is

People should pay attention to honesty. Throughout history, there are countless examples of honesty: Sun Wulian.

Soldiers, tears cut ladies-in-waiting, trained a warrior iron army for the prince of Wu, and finally achieved something.

Overlooking; Shang Yang's political reform established a powerful Qin Dynasty, which was later unified.

The world has laid a solid foundation; Ji Bu is honest and trustworthy, leaving "two thousand gold, not as good as.

This is a good story of winning the promise of the season-they show a promise to future generations with their own practical actions.

A profound truth is that only honest and trustworthy people can gain the respect of others.

Can make a difference. Words must be believed, actions must bear fruit, people will stand without faith, countries will be strong without faith, and people will

If you don't believe, you don't know what it is. From this perspective, honesty and trustworthiness is not a kind of wisdom.

What about a kind of wealth?

Perhaps these stories have become commonplace. After the erosion of history and time, the market has become popular.

Noisy and neon shadows have quietly drowned the brilliance of human nature. In recent years, credit default

The rules of events are endless. A domestic newspaper has made an investigation, and the credit crisis ranks among corruption.

Later, it became the second biggest factor that hindered China's economic development. Under the impact of market economy,

Honesty is fading, money worship is growing, interest replaces virtue, and honesty gives way to fraud.

The business world is like a battlefield. As a result, two pounds were missing, the bad one was good, and the black one was rice.

Selling oil against old rice, gutter oil and so on can be seen everywhere. Advertisements are flying all over the sky, and fraud is fake.

The good virtue of honesty and trustworthiness is drifting away from us. I must be interested in Sanlu milk powder.

I still remember it. Isn't this a heavy and painful lesson? Imagine if

Without honesty between people, what will happen to our life and our society?

Like what? If the tree is not straight, it will become a pillar. If a person loses his integrity, who else will be around?

Are you willing to believe him? If a company loses its integrity, which customer will be willing to buy it?

Its products? Honesty is not only the behavior and state of a country and society.

Degree, but also a kind of spirit, a kind of loyalty to the country and a childlike heart to society, is a kind of

The immortal soul of the nation.

Life is too short to be honest. No matter how clever a person is, he will only

You can fool people for decades, and then all the camouflage and deception will shrink under the washing of time.

One bad joke after another, notorious. Only adhere to the principle of honesty and trustworthiness, Tan.

Be full of heart and soul, be high-spirited, and be a real person with a sincere heart, even if we are not rich.

Expensive, but also because of their true beauty and brilliant life. Honesty and trustworthiness are everywhere.

Now it is full of the light of reason and wisdom.

Tagore said: "Learn to love others, and others will love you." . I thought the same thing.

If there is more honesty and trust between people, we will love more.

A little more happiness.

You come from snow-capped mountains, and spring tides are your style; I run to the future, and honesty is mine.

Declaration. Be an honest man and a wise man. On the road of life, may we

Walk hand in hand with integrity. I firmly believe that honesty will be a bright light on our life path, and I

Children can be used to dispel the darkness and welcome the light!

Please use "My _ _?" Write an 800-word narrative for the title, you warm my sight.

I stood at the height of history and looked at the mountains and rivers in the distance. The river passes by and spreads to the east of hope. The setting sun shines on the ancient land and breeds the life of this land. It is the brilliance of great men and their lives that warm my sight.

Living in seclusion in the country, you warmed my sight with an open mind.

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Seeing the darkness of the officialdom and experiencing the ups and downs of the official sea, you broke the cocoon into a butterfly and chose to retire to Nanshan, farm and graze, and return to Dai Yue. Pick chrysanthemums under the east fence, get drunk and climb high to write new poems. Your life is like a song. You have nowhere to set foot in officialdom, but you are "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence"

Under the hedge, you can see Nanshan leisurely. "Let you find the true meaning of life, perhaps it is destiny takes a hand. At the foot of Nanshan, your lonely figure shows us your comfort, your open-minded life and your pursuit."

The butterfly dancing in "The Sage Created daydreaming, Bewitched by Butterflies" is leisurely under the fence. When you bend down to pick chrysanthemums with a leisurely smile, you will become an eternal and open-minded chrysanthemum in my mind.

Illness is like hatred, and you have warmed my sight with persistence.

"Cross!

You turn a pen into a sharp dagger, throw a gun and stab the enemy in the chest. You shout in the endless night, chat in loneliness and comfort the Mercedes-Benz soldier, so that he is not afraid of his predecessors. Deep eyes,

Through thousands of years of history in China, you have lit the light of hope with the candlelight of "endless struggle". You will be full of human righteousness, you will look up at the sky and shout, overlooking the earth, willing to be a Confucian cow. Yi Ni

However, the determined figure made me see the hope of China.

Great love and selflessness, you warmed my sight with calmness.

You light up your life with songs, you sow the seeds of love to the world, and your dream is "everyone"

Give a little love and make the world a warm world. "Every act of kindness you do is to help the children in the disaster area. You gave every penny to your child, and you never forgot your child until the last moment of your life.

Children's lives, you are also afraid of disappointing your parents' hopes. The green side of your heart is always ready to hold up a piece of coolness for others, but you forget that you also need to put down your tired steps and try to cool down. You left calm to

Others keep the heat and danger to themselves until the day they disappear. Cong Fei, a resounding name and a selfless love, made my heart surge and tears filled my eyes.

Miao daughter, you have warmed my sight with persistence.

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A barefoot doctor wandering in the mountains never had a chance to put on a white coat, but she lit up Miao township with the spirit of helping others. A bamboo building with airy walls has since become the warmest hospital in the world; A pair of thin shoulders, shoulders

The health of ten miles and eight townships. As the only doctor in Miao township, you take life as a responsibility, and you prove the meaning of doctors by paying-saving lives. Li, you are not a migratory bird, you are a bright light that illuminates Miao township.

The moon. It was your persistence that made me understand the meaning of life more.

Looking at the light ahead, my heart is infinitely warm. It is precisely because of this spirit and this openness that every inch of land they go is full of light. It is the most beautiful thing in life to ignite hope with life and let the light shine on the earth. At this moment, my eyes stopped there, and my sight was warm.

Please write a 600-word narrative about the customs of your hometown.

Plums are ripe, and the steps of the Dragon Boat Festival are coming step by step. "She comes from the south of the Yangtze River, where the flowers are bright and the rain is as dark as silk, from the dream of smoke covering the willow, and from my affectionate gaze." This is the contemporary poet Fenghua's praise for the Dragon Boat Festival.

My hometown is in the mountainous area in the northeast. The village is surrounded by rolling mountains, which are "beautiful and misty". A clear stream overflowed in the towering mountain stream and flowed through the village surrounded by kitchen smoke and crowing of chickens and dogs. For thousands of years, simple and peaceful villages have been lying quietly in the arms of mountains, absorbing the aura of the earth and bathing in the brilliance of the sun.

Soon after the wild rhododendron blooms, it is the Dragon Boat Festival. So, I was in a foreign country and recalled the Dragon Boat Festival in my hometown.

During the Dragon Boat Festival in my hometown, many customs tied hundreds of ropes like other places. At three or four o'clock in the morning the night before the Dragon Boat Festival, my mother got up and tied a five-color thread around the child's hand and neck. The rope faded and got wet, which made her wrist red and blue. Very interesting.

After the Dragon Boat Festival, when the first rain fell, my mother quietly untied her voice and threw it into the water to be washed away by the rain.

Fold it with colored paper and hang it on the lintel, symbolizing a bumper harvest of the year.

What I remember most is the Dragon Boat Festival when I was eight years old. That year, somehow, I got a big, purple and swollen pustule, which made me fidget. At this time, my father-in-law Bayi said, "Mao Mao, wait, I'll get some Artemisia." He didn't come back until the afternoon. It is said that this thing can cure all diseases by boiling in water and bathing in water.

Afterwards, I asked Grandpa Bayi why. He said, "You are lucky. You are lucky to be on the Dragon Boat Festival. Otherwise you can stand it! " I still don't understand what he means. Probably because it coincides with this magical festival in the world!

Dragon Boat Festival wine should also be brewed at home. After the first rain in spring, every household put the Dragon Boat Festival wine into the ground for deep fermentation. There are six things in it, namely: jujube, lychee, medlar, olive, longan and almond. The Dragon Boat Festival wine is fragrant at the entrance, which can be described as a "spring wine bottle". Dragon Boat Festival wine can also make people live forever! Today, my mother is doing the same thing. The material is the same, but it tastes different after eating. I reminded my mother: "You use the wine here, not the wine brewed in your hometown!" "

My mother and I have been away from my hometown for many years, but the mountains, rivers and customs of my hometown can never be erased from my mind. This year's Dragon Boat Festival is over, so I want to ask: Dear folks, have you brewed Dragon Boat Festival wine again?

Write a 600-word narrative with traces as the topic.

Wild geese leave their voices, while people leave their names. The sound and the name are traces. In fact, everything is like this. -inscription

Spring silkworms died, but they left gorgeous feathers; That feather coat is the trace of silkworm. Xia He was disabled, but left Qingxin; That fragrance is the trace of lotus. Autumn chrysanthemum withered, but left the sadness that "people are thinner than yellow flowers"; That sadness is the trace of chrysanthemum. The winter plum has fallen, but it has left the character of "jade snow is the bone and ice is the soul", which is the trace of plum.

When snowflakes are flying all over the sky; When clouds roll in the air; When the sea rises and falls; Flowers bloom and fall in front of the court; Nature explains changes to us with four seasons, day and night, so that everything leaves its own traces, big or small, more or less. Among them, the most striking is the trace of human beings.

Speaking of human traces, we will naturally think of a series of glorious names and achievements, just like the stars in the blue sky, dazzling and gorgeous.

Qu Yuan "died in Miluo White Wall"; The sad and thoughtful Li Sao is his trace. The grief and indignation of "I am alone when the world is turbid, and everyone is drunk and I am alone" is also his trace. The trace of his literature is also the trace of his noble character of not colluding with the common customs.

Du Fu died of poverty on a boat in Xiangjiang River. He cried piteously: "a spacious building with thousands of rooms" is his trace, as is his concern for himself and others: "I am a neighbor in front of the hall, with no food, no children and no daughters". The traces of his poems and poems are the traces of his concern for the people, loyalty to the monarch and patriotism.

Hamlet is the trace of Shakespeare; A Dream of Red Mansions is the trace of Cao Xueqin; The Last Supper is the trace of Leonardo da Vinci; The oasis in the Gobi is a high trace. ...

High-rise buildings are the traces of architects; The clothes in the crown are the traces of the tailor; Saving lives is the trail of angels in white. ...

I can't help thinking, what are my traces? Compared with this vast world, Dun feels very small and insignificant. But I believe that I also have traces, which belong to me. The first falling tooth is a trace of growth; For the first time, 18 years old was filled in the age column, which was the trace of an adult; Taking the first step towards the ivory tower is a sign of success. When you go to work, you will leave new marks.