The fifth grade, the second volume, Chinese Unit 8 Composition

You can take a composition book and copy an article. "This exercise is not limited in content and scope. No matter what you see, feel or imagine, you can write whatever you want." Copy whatever you want.

It's a free composition! It's simple! You can write anything!

Like a song in my heart.

Das Lied in Mir

Some people compare teachers to diligent gardeners, cultivating the flowers of the motherland; Some people compare the teacher to an amiable mother, and carefully educate the children; Others compare the teacher to a red candle, which burns itself but illuminates us. However, even the best words and sentences can't express my respect for the teacher. ...

Time is like the water of a small river, which flows away with a long laugh. Time flies, but it can't dilute my feelings for Miss Huang. I want to sing a song in my heart.

She, a pair of eyes like black grapes, long black hair and a straight nose set off her round face. She is my teacher-Miss Huang.

The voice of Mr. Huang's lecture is high and low, like a mountain spring flowing slowly. Her analysis of the text is so clear. In Miss Huang's class, I am always influenced by her feelings. She is not an actress, but her mood changes subtly like spring and summer. Once, I was upset by endorsement. Teacher Huang came over gently, patted me on the shoulder and asked with a smile, "Are you tired?" I looked up and felt my face burning. Teacher Huang told me gently: "Your spirit of studying hard is commendable, but you should also pay attention to the effect!" Rote memorization has little effect and no feeling. You should read well first, read with emotion and practice reciting repeatedly. "I listened with a grain of salt." Will this work? "I looked at the teacher doubtfully. She said confidently: "This method is very useful, and you will gradually taste the sweetness. "A week later, I won the second prize for reciting ancient poems. All my classmates cast envious eyes, but only I know that this is all due to Mr. Huang ... How much effort Mr. Huang has paid for this competition, but her name was not left on the certificate. Yes, our teachers have worked hard for the growth of students, but their names are little known. They are not like the unknown grass, "no flowers and no trees", but they cover the vast land.

Gratitude, a familiar word, is not a hot topic. I thank my parents for giving birth to me and raising me, and giving me the warmth of my family; I thank my teacher for educating me, tutoring me and giving me profound knowledge. Thank everyone around me for giving me true feelings, friendship and affection. Gratitude is the warm sunshine in spring, melting the frost of the earth; Gratitude is the summer breeze, refreshing; Gratitude is the fruit of autumn, which shows the beauty of life; Gratitude is hot tea in winter, which warms the world. ...

The spring in the motherland is so beautiful that the teacher is the sower on the fertile soil of spring. I want to sing an ode to my teacher and all the sowers. ...

A letter to Confucius

Dear Grandpa Confucius:

Hello! I am a middle school student in 2 1 century. Although you are a stranger to me, I admire you very much because I am studying your thoughts.

Do you know that?/You know what? Modern people have made up many songs to praise you. Let me introduce you to a man from China. . . . . . Confucius' words are becoming more and more international. . . . . . Confucius' words make the world submit! "

Do you know that?/You know what? Modern people have made many documentaries to praise you. I'll tell you a Confucius: "Then you personally recorded your life, and your name is a household name! You were born in a peasant family in Luqiaoyi. You are dissatisfied with the government's teaching: there is a difference between the rich and the poor. You started private school teaching and advocated the theory of "teaching students in accordance with their aptitude" and "benevolence". For this reason, you said, "Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you"! You enroll students. You have more than 3000 students, and they have more than 70 excellent students.

Do you know that?/You know what? Modern people tell many disrespectful jokes to "insult" you. I'll tell you a popular one on the Internet recently: "Confucius and Mencius didn't make any contribution to mankind, but just sat and realized some truths, such as:' Eating too many oranges and accidentally eating a peach, saying,' Oranges are more delicious than peaches!'"

Through time and space, Qin Shihuang once "burned books to bury Confucianism" (that was persecuting your school); Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty once "ousted a hundred schools of thought and respected Confucianism alone" (that was a school that praised you).

You have trained talents for the Chinese nation, but what you have done is also wrong. The most famous thing is that you advocate the "golden mean", which makes people retreat if they don't advance, belittles people and makes society unable to develop faster.

Your contribution is like a stone, knocking out a single spark;

Your contribution is like fire, lighting the extinguished lamp;

Your dedication is like a lamp, illuminating the dark road;

Your contribution is like a road leading the prosperity of the Chinese nation!

I am here to convey

welcome

2 1 generation of a middle school student: xxx.

20 1 1

Good memories are like dazzling pearls, no matter how long time passes, their luster can't be washed away. Open the brocade box and touch the precious pearls one by one, and then my thoughts will disperse. ...

Inadvertently, I saw swallows flying to a corner of the city with new mud in their mouths, and carefully cutting silky willows by the way. The spring breeze blew gently, and the lake gave her a cheerful smile. Her smile, as bright as this spring, has never forgotten her smile. On that cold spring morning, facing the forked test paper, I wanted to cry and sat blankly ... "Hey, this is just an exam! Failure is the mother of success, and this failure will certainly breed success! " She patted me on the cheek with a smile and said, "Come on, go out for a walk." Looking at the tall buildings in the distance and listening to the warm words, I feel much better. Since then, I can often see her shallow smile. Her smile always makes my chill disappear, and I feel the warmth of spring.

I have been wondering why cicadas sing so enthusiastically that even the rolling heat wave can't stop their play. Trees grow wildly, holding up green "big umbrellas". The wind blew feebly and seemed exhausted. But we didn't care about this hot summer, playing "enemies", playing badminton, stones, cloth, scissors ... her naughty face made people feel very cute. It's also because she is naughty. With her, we always sing "happy old songs".

Through the soaked forest, I saw the wild geese returning to the south, stepping on yellow leaves, and it was autumn. The autumn wind, which often blows the leaves all over the ground, can't help but make people feel chilly. "Why is this?" In the face of others' indifference and indifference, she muttered to me. Just because you kindly remind others not to read other people's notes casually, you are considered not to be friends enough. "Am I wrong?" She looked at me silently, full of doubts and incomprehension. There was no longer the previous smile on her face, only a touch of sadness.

It's snowing. Tiny snowflakes cover the earth quietly. I was shocked by her anger. In the face of unfair comments from others, she seemed indignant and pointed out the wrong things with a very serious attitude, without a trace of cowardice and tolerance.

She is an ordinary student, but also has an extraordinary inner world. She makes me feel optimistic, beautiful and upright ... as crystal clear as this pearl.

Although I haven't seen her for a long time, I still remember the past clearly.

The pearl sealed in the heart will never fade.