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Network Synthesis-Shanghai Senior High School Entrance Examination

20 10 Shanghai senior high school entrance examination composition: memories on the blackboard

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -inscription

As the old saying goes, teachers are like silkworms, and wax torches turn to ashes. They devote their life to adding a little more brocade and splendor to our future road and less gloom. But I still can't feel the teacher's love for us Sometimes they criticize me, and sometimes they are very demanding of me. I was punished for being late, but that day, my opinion changed completely. That day, the teacher gave us a blackboard with crooked words, a blackboard with memories and a blackboard with heavy love. ...

Before the mid-term exam in the third grade, the biting cold wind was like a knife, and it felt like "the north wind rolled the white grass." The cold wind penetrated into my mind and woke me up from a state of being half awake and half asleep. We waited shivering for the morning class.

After a while, the door of the classroom slowly opened and Miss Chinese appeared in our field of vision. "What happened to Miss Wang?" "Huh?"

There is always an expression of disbelief on the students' faces. Teacher Wang is different from usual. The red light on his face is often replaced by pale white, and his steps are vain, as if he would fall at any time. He also brought a silver thermos. There is no doubt that Mr. Wang is very ill. She sat in front of the platform and said in a hoarse voice, "Today, we have ... Well, lesson 20, open the book ..." Those Chinese characters seem to have been forcibly pushed out, although they are light, but they can be heard. Distressed feelings mingled with chill hit our hearts. The teacher began to write on the blackboard. The teacher stood up slowly, holding the table with his left hand, and his right hand began to jump and slide feebly on the blackboard. Gradually, there appeared a few words on the blackboard that lacked strength like an old woman, and her always delicate words disappeared. In order to make us see clearly, the teacher wrote a little harder, and his left hand kept shaking on the table. At this point, there seems to be something in my heart. I've never felt this way before. Kind of ... like a mother's love. ...

After class, the teacher said to us in a vague accent, "I wish you all good grades in the exam, goodbye to the students ..." Then the teacher stepped out of the classroom.

There is still silence in the classroom. Looking at the crooked but legible words on the blackboard, we were speechless. The teacher left, but left the words on the blackboard. After a long time, no one got up to clean the blackboard as usual, and everyone sat quietly. They symbolize nothing but heavy teacher love! Although the words on this blackboard can be erased, the memory on this blackboard will always exist in our hearts and will never be erased!

In the examination room, we all work hard, and our motivation is nothing more than the memory on the blackboard, which shines on us like a bright pearl, dozens of times warmer than the warm sunshine!

Network synthesis-Chongqing senior high school entrance examination

20 10 Chongqing senior high school entrance examination composition topic:

Requirements: ① The content is specific and has true feelings; (2) Except poetry, the style is not limited; (3) Not less than 500 words; Where people's names, school names and place names are involved, they are all replaced by English capital letters such as A, B and C; (4) Do not copy.

A child, because of expectation, becomes a golden flower, which makes his mother live warmer; An ugly duckling, because of expectation, turned into a white swan, blooming with the beauty of life; A spring rain, because of expectation, became the messenger of spring and deeply blessed the children. ...

Please write an article on the topic "Because of expectation".

Because of expectations.

A gentle collision will make a pleasant sound, and every sound can give people spiritual comfort. This is the messenger of wind chimes, music and expectation.

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"pa!" Dad flew into a rage when he read my report card. "How did I give birth to such a slacker? I'm not ashamed of losing so many points in the exam. What book did you study? "

I am speechless. I don't think there is anything to argue about. Will the sky fall if you fail an exam? Maybe I'm naive. In the face of disappointing results, the kind father disappeared and was replaced by a dignified and angry father. He gave me a ticket: from now on, you are not allowed to step out of this room except for eating until you reach the top ten in the next exam. But I don't want to lose my freedom and stay away from my beloved basketball. Facing his angry father, he said flatly, "No!"

"What? You ..... "Father was angry, and he didn't want his" obedient "son to contradict him like this. "pa!" Before I came to my senses, my father's big hand fell on my face. Suddenly, a burning feeling came to my mind. Dad gave me a hard look and walked out the door quickly. I slammed into the door and the wind chimes jingled by the window. I fell headlong on the bed and let my tears gush out. In the misty eyes, I only heard the string of wind chimes jingling, as if laughing at my ignorance and willfulness. I was so angry that I picked up a book beside me and smashed it. Unfortunately, I missed it. That wind chime is singing its melodious song regardless of "life danger", which is getting more and more crisp.

I walked up to it angrily and tried to smash it, but when I raised my hand, reason finally overcame my emotional impulse: I can't!

This string of wind chimes is a birthday present from my mother 10. I vaguely remember that at that time, my mother warned me earnestly in my ear: Look at this wind chime, how beautiful it is, it keeps polishing itself while bringing wonderful sounds to others. We hope that you, like a wind chime, will constantly polish yourself in the sound of books and make yourself a useful person to society. Although I don't fully understand the truth at the age of ten, I know that this is what my elders taught me and what my parents expected of me. I nodded seriously. From then on, this string of wind chimes accompanied me for five years and became my best friend. But now I'm going to destroy it. I, how did I become like this! I looked at this string of wind chimes and blamed myself.

My parents sighed outside the door, and I held my breath, thinking that they didn't even give me dinner. I looked at the wind chimes and suddenly thought that my parents' expectations were pinned on the wind chimes. I am eager to grow up and polish myself into fine products. I just refuted my father. Isn't it like breaking this precious wind chime in your parents' hearts?

I took off the wind chimes and studied and thought carefully. I hugged them tightly and turned to the door. ...

Network Synthesis-Guangdong Senior High School Entrance Examination

20 10 Guangdong senior high school entrance examination perfect score composition: the best reward

"Ah, it's the second brother!"

"Everyone's life is quite good ... Oh, don't bother, the children are very grateful ... Well, you should rest quickly, make a phone call when you come, and I'll help you ..."

Needless to guess, just listening to my father's tone, my dear uncle must have brought delicious food. Dad's here.

"Daughters, you two" heard that you were going to finish the exam and specially sent you a big pear. It is also said that the best pears are given to the best students. Efforts can comfort this little glutton! "

"Yes!" I nodded, and then went to the ocean of problems. ...

The pears sent by Bo Er are really great. Although the skin is a little thick, the pears inside are white, tender and juicy, which makes people linger. Fight for my pear!

Finally, on this day, Bo Er panted and moved three boxes of pears. I went over and gave the pears to my brother and sister. The pear was so big that they all cheered.

Now there is only the small box left. Small ones are the essence. I made great progress this time. The best pear belongs to me

Sure enough, Bo Er praised me a few words greatly, and sent the pear to me in earnest. Can't wait, try it quickly. ...

I was blindsided when I opened it. How ... how are all small and broken pears! Pick up one and try it. It's too sour to compliment.

I think this is the best pear. After losing it, I still don't understand.

"Is this pear sour? Haha, my teeth are soft! " These two uncles are still gloating, which really annoys me.

Say, Bo Er took the pear in my hand, took a big bite and said, "Sweet is delicious, but how much can people remember?" Sour pear meat brings a bitter taste that people can't forget for a long time. Only those who have tasted acid know the value of sweetness. Think about it! "Say that finish, cunningly twisted my ear.

It suddenly dawned on me. Bo Er wants me to remember that success is hard-won, and the tall buildings built by hard work and sweat will not be easily destroyed!

Although Bo Er has no culture, he is still engaged in orchards. This must be his unique skill.

Yes, eat sweet and sour! But this pear ... is too sour!

Pears are sour, but they are the best reward!

Network synthesis-Gansu senior high school entrance examination

20 10 the title of the full-mark composition of Lanzhou senior high school entrance examination in Gansu province: _ _ _ _ _ _ _ makes me intoxicated.

Requirements: (1) Complete the topic; (2) The style is not limited (except poetry);

(3) the number of words is not less than 600 words; (4) The name of the school or the names of teachers and students shall not appear in the composition.

Autumn in my hometown intoxicated me.

As the saying goes, "There is heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below." I am very lucky. I grew up in Suzhou, a beautiful and full of aura. My hometown Xishan is a paradise in heaven.

Autumn in my hometown, like a colorful oil painting, unfolds slowly before my eyes. The colors are so bright and the lines are so smooth. And the charm flowing in it, how intoxicated I am.

Autumn in my hometown is the harvest season, look! Large tracts of golden rice, shining yellow in the sun, almost hit my eyes. Under the breeze, heavy ears of rice are like waves, one after another, which is really beautiful. The orange trees all over the mountain are covered with heavy fruits, which bend the branches. Golden oranges are more gorgeous against the green leaves, which makes people drool. I can't wait to have a bite. The specialty of my hometown is not only oranges, but also ginkgo and chestnut, which are very famous at home and abroad.

Autumn in my hometown is a beautiful season. Autumn is crisp and sunny. Standing on the hillside and looking up, it is a blue sky; Looking around, it is a beautiful and exquisite Xishan; Overlooking the foot, there is the endless Taihu Lake, which is really eye-opening and refreshing. The grass on the hillside has withered and yellow, as if to put a golden coat on the mountain; At this time, the red leaves are the most lush. They are full of passion and energy. They seem to be burning, which is really icing on the cake. The winding path is full of golden Ao Shuang autumn chrysanthemums, which adds vitality to this mountain.

The night in my hometown is quiet. Autumn in October, sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance. The bright moon in the sky reminds me of the poem "I miss my relatives twice during the festive season". When I think of many friends who are away from home, I will definitely be like me. Every time I go home, I will take a walk in the country road, touch the curved bridge and kiss the long river. How comfortable it feels!

Ah! Autumn in my hometown is full of fruit fragrance, poetry and deep attachment. How can all this not make me intoxicated?

Network synthesis-Guangdong senior high school entrance examination questions

2009 Guangdong Meizhou Senior High School Entrance Examination Full Score Composition Topic: "Overcoming Yourself"

Full score composition 1:

Conquer oneself

Often struggling on the edge of dreams and reality, relying on the balance of thoughts to the left and right; Often wandering in the sunshine and rain dew area, holding the heavy rain on his head in the scorching sun; I often wander at the junction of the wide road and the wooden bridge, flying around like a shadow with my eyes.

I love the leisure of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely", but I have no choice but to be in the cruel world of "three lights and five chickens"; I love the heroic spirit of "the good wind sent me to Qingyun", but I have no choice but to wander alone in the sad years of "flowers blooming and flowers flying all over the sky"; I love the nobility of "coming from afar, unmoved by the autumn wind", but I have no choice but to "spoil my eyebrows and serve the dignitaries" that reality cannot avoid.

I think this is the reality and can't be changed!

A breeze blew across my face, accompanied by wisps of sunshine pouring in from the window, and I seemed to hear birds singing. At this moment, I want to grow a pair of wings to fly with them, but my feet are bound by this piece of white paper, and my heart …

Another clear bird song, my thoughts came to an abrupt end. It seems to clear up with the fading south wind. ...

How can you be so selfish and depressed? Don't you remember the top gun? Have you forgotten the efforts of teachers and the expectations of parents in these three years? Are you willing to be a free aquatic plant and go with the flow?

Don't! Don't! Don't!

I shook my head hard and tried my best to get rid of those annoying thoughts.

Looking at the sky, the blue is clear and simple. I think, yes, I'm just that runaway wild horse, a lost lamb, who lost himself under the bondage of habit and lost his way in a short trip. I still remember my pursuit, my ideal, and firmly believe that without their bondage, I still can't bury my yearning …

Time flies and the past is like a song. At this moment, I seem to see the woman who spread her wings like a phoenix meet me 800 years ago. Her tender shoulders are faintly visible, but the firmness in her eyes reveals the pride and strength of "90,000 Li Fengpeng lifts and Pengzhou blows away three mountains"!

Missing from left to right, the scorching sun overhead, the stupidity of holding a rainstorm, and the wandering eyes are all one stop on the long road to growth. Now, I am riding a persistent speeding train and heading for my spiritual home to overcome myself!

Comments:

The article is ingenious in conception and complete in structure, and puts "thinking from left to right" to the fullest, bringing the famous sentences learned to the extreme. At the beginning, I write my own helplessness to reality through two parallel paragraphs, and then I draw my own ideological struggle through environmental description: I can't forget my parents' efforts and teachers' expectations, and I can't go with the flow. Finally, the topic is pointed out-riding a persistent speeding train and heading for a spiritual home to overcome yourself!

2009 Guangdong Meizhou Senior High School Entrance Examination Full Score Composition Topic: "Overcoming Yourself"

Full score composition 2:

Conquer oneself

He is a traveler. His dream is to travel around the world, but he is afraid that others will laugh at his dream. So I buried my ideal in my heart and dared not reveal it to the outside. A friend said that what you lack is a heart to overcome yourself, and you don't need other people's eyes to realize your ideal.

Thinking about his friends, he was tired, so he leaned against a tree, closed his eyes slowly and fell asleep. In the dream, he played the rhapsody of life. ...

He found himself standing on the Great Wall of Wan Li, overlooking the miracle of this masonry building; Standing on the top of the Oriental Pearl, he stood on tiptoe with his hands open, with a little domineering and a little gorgeous; He stood under the Eiffel Tower in France, looking up to greatness; He came to the foot of Mount Fuji in Japan and enjoyed the cherry blossoms. He walked on the Wall Street in new york, enjoying the real lavender fragrance, and he felt the sacredness of the Statue of Liberty. ...

He thinks he can fly. Fly over the Pacific Ocean, the Himalayas and wherever he wants to go. He can't forget the white hada and rich butter tea on the grassland; He saw the windmill in Holland turning; He visited Venice, an Italian water city, by boat. He wants to find the magic of Harry Potter in London.

My father and I took the dirt road.

How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?

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Life is growing up in the process of constantly facing and overcoming setbacks. On the road of life, only by leaving solid footprints step by step can we reflect the value of life, which was inspired when my father and I walked together on the dirt road.

When the results of the competition came out, I learned that I had existed in Sun Shan in name only, and my mood was as gloomy as the weather at that time, covered with a layer of gloom, and I couldn't calm down for a long time.

When I got home, after dinner, my father saw that I was depressed and said that he would take me for a walk in the fields after I got home. I listlessly agreed. As it has just rained, the air is fresh, and the surrounding ears of rice and Shan Ye have experienced the baptism of wind and rain, which makes them look full of vitality. I looked at the vibrant scene and relaxed a little. At this time, my father said, "Can you find the footprints when we came?" I looked down at the ground and soon found it, showing it to my father. The father asked again, "Can you find these footprints on a sunny day?" I answered no at once, and my father asked me why. I said, "Because of the rain, the land became muddy, so it left traces." As he walked, his father said, "Isn't this like life?" "Life?" I suddenly realized, yes, only after experiencing the baptism of wind and rain can we leave traces on the road of life and realize the value of life. I watched my father's firm steps and thought carefully about the wisdom gained in the process.

Frustration is the storm on the road of life. After the baptism of wind and rain, we can leave traces of life, create the value of life and write the meaning of life.

I am full of energy and fighting spirit. I will never forget the wisdom I gained when I walked with my father on a dirt road. I will come out one by one, show my value, and write a road to success for myself with actions.

Comments:

There are two points in this paper that are worth learning: first, from a small point of view, the case of "taking the dirt road" in this paper is very common in life, and it is commendable that the author can get a profound philosophy of life from it; Second, the idea is ingenious. The author does not directly write the process of "taking the dirt road", but expresses it through emotional changes, such as "I can't be calm for a long time", "I am a little relaxed" and "I am full of fighting spirit", thus avoiding the "rigidity" of the narrative.

The enlightenment to students' writing is that they should pay more attention to the people and things around them (especially those common and ordinary people and things), and write their own feelings when writing, which can make the article profound; Thinking from different aspects and writing from different angles when conceiving may lead to something new.

Network synthesis-Guangdong senior high school entrance examination questions

2009 Guangdong Meizhou Senior High School Entrance Examination Full Score Composition Topic: "Overcoming Yourself"

Full score composition 1:

Conquer oneself

Often struggling on the edge of dreams and reality, relying on the balance of thoughts to the left and right; Often wandering in the sunshine and rain dew area, holding the heavy rain on his head in the scorching sun; I often wander at the junction of the wide road and the wooden bridge, flying around like a shadow with my eyes.

I love the leisure of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely", but I have no choice but to be in the cruel world of "three lights and five chickens"; I love the heroic spirit of "the good wind sent me to Qingyun", but I have no choice but to wander alone in the sad years of "flowers blooming and flowers flying all over the sky"; I love the nobility of "coming from afar, unmoved by the autumn wind", but I have no choice but to "spoil my eyebrows and serve the dignitaries" that reality cannot avoid.

I think this is the reality and can't be changed!

A breeze blew across my face, accompanied by wisps of sunshine pouring in from the window, and I seemed to hear birds singing. At this moment, I want to grow a pair of wings to fly with them, but my feet are bound by this piece of white paper, and my heart …

Another clear bird song, my thoughts came to an abrupt end. It seems to clear up with the fading south wind. ...

How can you be so selfish and depressed? Don't you remember the top gun? Have you forgotten the efforts of teachers and the expectations of parents in these three years? Are you willing to be a free aquatic plant and go with the flow?

Don't! Don't! Don't!

I shook my head hard and tried my best to get rid of those annoying thoughts.

Looking at the sky, the blue is clear and simple. I think, yes, I'm just that runaway wild horse, a lost lamb, who lost himself under the bondage of habit and lost his way in a short trip. I still remember my pursuit, my ideal, and firmly believe that without their bondage, I still can't bury my yearning …

Time flies, and the past is like a song. At this moment, I seem to see the woman who spread her wings like a phoenix meet me 800 years ago. Her tender shoulders are faintly visible, but the firmness in her eyes reveals the pride and strength of "90,000 Li Fengpeng lifts and Pengzhou blows away three mountains"!

Missing from left to right, the scorching sun overhead, the stupidity of holding a rainstorm, and the wandering eyes are all one stop on the long road to growth. Now, I am riding a persistent speeding train and heading for my spiritual home to overcome myself!

Comments:

The article is ingenious in conception and complete in structure, and puts "thinking from left to right" to the fullest, bringing the famous sentences learned to the extreme. At the beginning, I write my own helplessness to reality through two parallel paragraphs, and then I draw my own ideological struggle through environmental description: I can't forget my parents' efforts and teachers' expectations, and I can't go with the flow. Finally, the topic is pointed out-riding a persistent speeding train and heading for a spiritual home to overcome yourself!

2009 Guangdong Meizhou Senior High School Entrance Examination Full Score Composition Topic: "Overcoming Yourself"

Full score composition 2:

Conquer oneself

He is a traveler. His dream is to travel around the world, but he is afraid that others will laugh at his dream. So I buried my ideal in my heart and dared not reveal it to the outside. A friend said that what you lack is a heart to overcome yourself, and you don't need other people's eyes to realize your ideal.

Thinking about his friends, he was tired, so he leaned against a tree, closed his eyes slowly and fell asleep. In the dream, he played the rhapsody of life. ...

He found himself standing on the Great Wall of Wan Li, overlooking the miracle of this masonry building; Standing on the top of the Oriental Pearl, he stood on tiptoe with his hands open, with a little domineering and a little gorgeous; He stood under the Eiffel Tower in France, looking up to greatness; He came to the foot of Mount Fuji in Japan and enjoyed the cherry blossoms. He walked on the Wall Street in new york, enjoying the real lavender fragrance, and he felt the sacredness of the Statue of Liberty. ...

He thinks he can fly. Fly over the Pacific Ocean, the Himalayas and wherever he wants to go. He can't forget the white hada and rich butter tea on the grassland; He saw the windmill in Holland turning; He visited Venice, an Italian water city, by boat. He wants to find the magic of Harry Potter in London.