Write a composition on the theme of "awakening"

Write a composition about conscience with the theme of "awakening"

The ancients said: "At the beginning of life, human nature is good." Perhaps in their idea, everyone came into the world, and the God of Life gave us a conscience. However, we are saddened to see that in today's complex and busy society, the basic nature of human beings-conscience-is quietly degenerating and facing unprecedented challenges.

Today's life is full of the copper smell of money everywhere. Even a new generation of successors look down on the children who scavenge for a living in Dashan Bao. They also have girls' dreams and princes' dreams, but for some reason, they have to make a living by picking up bottles, which is the only way to support themselves at their age. But some people joke about their self-esteem and life safety. The so-called "big brothers and sisters" listen to the children's childish voices every day, and then hang the beverage bottle outside the window 2 meters from the ground, so that the thin children can try their best to catch it. They didn't expect that in order to get the bottle, one of the children actually bent down as a ladder and a little girl stood on his back trying to reach for it. I think such a joke is painful for you?

If our society is full of such "big bosses", does this society still have a conscience? Those children also like to drink drinks, but they haven't drunk them, so they can only suck the drinks left at the bottom of the bottle.

Is the quality of college students so low now? If so, I'd rather not go to college, because I want to keep my only conscience.

Those so-called "big bosses", do you deserve that title? Are you heartless to bully such a lovely child? Or is your conscience taken away by the dog?

However, some people really admire Guo, a resounding name, an iron man and a man with a conscience! He is not only a descendant of Lei Feng, but also a descendant of Dragon.

He is just an ordinary laborer, but he straightened your back, let his heart stand on the highland, and shouted for conscience in this indifferent world; He doesn't have a suit and tie, but he has a fiery conscience under beige overalls; He didn't live in a spacious three-bedroom apartment, but he built thousands of luxury houses for people in need with his conscience. When I saw the tearful face on the screen, my heart could no longer be calm. I have seen a noble soul with a sense of social responsibility. I want to express my respect to him with my gorgeous words, but I am afraid that vulgar words will desecrate his sacred contribution. He is not a billionaire, so he can't sign expensive checks for people in need, but every coin he gives up and every drop of blood is boiling hot. He said: "Money is spent on people who need it, and you can sleep soundly at night." He always sees others, what else he needs, and always asks himself what else he can do. His heart is printed with the joys and sorrows of ordinary people, but he is doing extraordinary things. He moved China, moved me.

I hope our society can show more care and conscience! Give hope to those who still have a good life, and don't let the conscience of society die!

This morning, I got up a little late because I went to bed late. I grabbed a few mouthfuls of rice and hurried to school. Halfway to a food stall, I saw a chubby woman with a child shopping in front of the stall. "I want two fried sausages, please." The peddler quickly picked up two sausages and fried them. The woman glanced at it and found that she had made a slip of the tongue. It turned out that she wanted ham and was accidentally called sausage. After the sausage was fried, the woman complained to the vendor. She said, your ears are not working. I just ordered ham. What's the matter with you? ""You just knew ... the wanted ... sausage. " The peddler stammered a little. The woman said irrationally, "Who said that? I obviously want to fry ham. " "We are a small business, you'd better buy it. Besides, no one will buy this sausage when it is fried. "The peddler pleaded." That won't do. I want ham. "The woman was obviously unmoved. At this moment, the child next to him spoke: "Mom, you just said sausage, not ham." The woman's face suddenly became terrible. She stared at the child ruthlessly, as if to say, "What are you talking about? Just shut up. "The child shut up in fear." Seeing that he couldn't beat others, the peddler put the sausage aside and picked up the ham to fry. Seeing this scene, I feel indignant for the unreasonable troubles of women and sad for the experience of vendors. At this moment, I looked down and saw the time on my watch. "Oh, I'm going to be late." I hurried to school, but I kept thinking: What would the world look like if everyone was so selfish ... "

Writing a composition with New Year's Day as the theme, the waiting time on the Internet is like a long river of memory, which flows in a hurry and quietly, and ushered in a new year in a blink of an eye. Today is the beginning of a new year-New Year's Day. Although the sky is not beautiful these days on New Year's Day, the biting cold wind makes people feel chilly, coupled with sporadic drizzle, people are shivering with cold, but the streets are still crowded with people. People are bathed in the spring breeze of reform and opening up and fully enjoy their leisure time. The streets are full of goods from all directions, and vendors are selling them. Taking advantage of this festive festival, they engaged in various promotional activities: a young man who bought a sweater posted a brand of "genuine and genuine, good quality and low price, one for fake" and won the trust of customers; The uncle who sells Hong Kong-style jackets wrote seven conspicuous characters: "Sale at a loss", and passers-by flocked ... These witty vendors all showed their housekeeping skills and discounted sales. Some even make up their own advertising words to fascinate passers-by. Everyone wants to buy cheap things. There was a heated argument between suppliers and customers. Customers haggle desperately, vendors refuse desperately, and bargaining is noisy as a bee. An aunt who bought a small cotton-padded jacket said to the stall owner, "It's cheaper. Please give a good sign for the Chinese New Year holiday. 16 yuan count me in. " The stall owner frowned and said, "No, that's how I support my family. If I don't add more, it will be 18 yuan! Send-send, everyone! How about it? " "Ok, deal!" Aunt happily paid the money and put the warm little cotton-padded jacket in the bag ―― perhaps the warm and happy appearance of her lovely child wearing this warm cotton-padded jacket is emerging in front of her eyes. There are many fake flowers on the booth, and the colorful fake flowers are wonderful; Many passers-by stopped to admire the fake and bought one or two bundles. Children are the happiest. They wandered around. When I saw the big round candied haws or balloons with cartoon characters printed on them, I took adults' hands and clamored for them. If you don't meet them, you will pull a long face. Adults have no choice but to put money into the hands of vendors. The children are so happy with it in their hands and in their mouths! The square is decorated with colorful lights and a sea of people. People are wandering around the square carrying big bags and small bags, singing one after another. There are all kinds of snacks in the square, which makes people salivate. Sell some. People's laughter shows the festive atmosphere. Under the guidance of the party's good policy of running a well-off society, the people have lived a good life. We should cherish the happy life in front of us, serve the motherland when we grow up and make more contributions to the construction of the motherland. How festive, lively and happy New Year's Day is! I firmly believe that under the leadership of * * *, our days must be "every day has today, and the years are like today"!

At the crossroads, the traffic is endless; People come and go, bustling.

"Hey, man, are you ready? We can't let the fat sheep run away this time, okay? Otherwise, I won't spare you! Hey, hey, why did you hit your head, idiot? Look ahead!

Wow, here we go! Look, over there, over there, it's really fierce. You are the boss of Mercedes-Benz, the king of cars. As the name implies, the car is real enough! Go, go, go. Yes, red light! Hey, that boy, why are you suddenly stupid? Don't stop. Oh, what a pity! Do you know why so many ordinary people can't achieve great things? It's because of this indecisive turtle! Listen, listen, the brakes are too harsh. It is precisely because of this unscrupulous driver that he does whatever he wants, drives too fast and constantly creates urban pollution. Hey!

Wow, this way, BMW. Here it comes, here it comes! Rush, yes, that's it. Don't slow down. Come on, yeah, yeah, okay. Oh, you idiot, adjust the camera. Hey, what are you doing? Really! Leave him alone and keep walking. Yes, the red light is coming! Don't stop, yes, rush hard, rush into the darkness and shake the earth! My friend, it's time to show your heroism. Take it!

Hey, old woman, I'm calling you. It's your turn to play, don't you see? Green light, green light. Cross the street. Hey, hey, come on, come on, ouch! (BMW flies away! ) Do you know what procrastination means? Well, this is what the old woman looks like. If you walk slowly, you have to dawdle. If you should go by yourself, you won't go, but you must stand still. Look, her youth and her life are so wasted for her. I bet she won't understand how she wasted her life until she closed her eyes. Pathetic!

Why is that woman's mouth so big? She should get some vaseline to stick together. Bored, tell the children about traffic and a street. Thank her for being so nagging but reluctant to be reborn as a cicada and coming to the world to bring disaster to the country and the people. This is how children's curiosity and adventurous spirit are stifled. Well, this is a flower that destroys the motherland. Look at that kid. He is dull and glassy-eyed. He must be spoiled. Flowers in the greenhouse, ah, no * * *! Little guy, you really should learn to run, learn to rampage and learn to be unscrupulous; Instead of abandoning childhood and going to an incomplete depth, everything is empty and fake! Hey, don't count on you. If you are willing to get rid of this shackles, I will give you 1 10,000!

Hey, hey, hey, see that blind old man? Good chance! Yes, yes, honey, keep walking and then stop. Very good, very good, with snail's fighting power: I will climb up step by step and fly forward on the highest blade. Yeah! Grandpa, have a good trip to heaven. Bye.

Write a composition about the scenery outside the window. I have a beautiful window. Studying hard at my desk, I always like to look out of the window in my spare time. Through high and low houses, focus on the junction of water and sky. Whenever there is tacit understanding, someone will walk into the room, hand over a cup of tea, take stock of their own hearts, and then quietly quit. Holding up the teacup, the water vapor blurred the scenery outside the window, adding a deep feeling, and my heart forced by books gradually calmed down. Whenever I stand in front of the window, there is always a pair of hands to close the window at the right time, leaving only the various customs outside the window for me, blocking the coolness from the outside world for me. In the third year of senior high school, I didn't have much leisure to enjoy the scenery outside the window. I just left in a hurry and buried myself in the sea of books. And that person, those hands are still busy for me as always, that is my mother. Whenever I come home from studying at night, I can always find a familiar person looking out the window. Under that same window, I wonder if she and I have the same mood. Did she also find the beauty of that window? Or are you just worried about her daughter? When she dressed her daughter, I wonder if she noticed the coldness of her hands. Did she bear too much bitterness and hardships of life alone in her smile at her daughter? Maybe I will leave this life next summer 17 years of city to pursue my dream and start a new life. The scenery outside this window is still the same, and it is impossible for it to leave with me. But where there are relatives, there is home, and where there is mother, there is the most beautiful scenery in the world. No matter what kind of land I will stand on and what kind of life I will start, as long as I look back, I must have a pair of eyes, a smile and a beautiful window to support me and give me courage. I know that when I am wronged, my mother's arms are my last harbor; When I sigh when I am confused, my mother's hands convey an eternal power. Maybe I will be in this world many years later, but my mother's heart will still be curled up warily, ready to jump up and shelter her daughter from the sudden wind and rain. I finally understand that the scenery outside the window can be so beautiful because there is such a beautiful room behind me.

Write a composition with rules and emotions as the main topic. When rules meet feelings.

If you don't obey the rules, you can't do Fiona Fang. You must abide by the rules and regulations. However, rules are made to make people live a better life. If you destroy this beauty in order to stick to the rules, then the existence of the rules is suspicious. When human nature meets rules, should we put human nature first and pay more attention to people?

Candidates are 2 minutes late and cannot enter the examination room. The examinee's mother begged, and the examinee almost made excessive behavior. In the end, the candidate failed to pass the exam. Some people think that the college entrance examination is related to the fate of candidates. Give him an examination room, grasp the flexibility of some rules, be more humane and accommodating, and the problem is not big. Some citizens may feel that this is unfair to other candidates and may also affect the normal examination order.

Brilliance and wisdom are cast in the rules. Undeniably, the prosperity of The Three Kingdoms is inseparable from the cold rules; The heyday of the Tang Dynasty and the feat of "Zhenguan rule" were also inseparable from strict rules. History also tells us that the degradation of rules is doomed to failure, and the profligacy of "taking all of them and using them as sediment" has been introduced, but the tears of the Qin Dynasty have been remembered as "the Chu people were razed to the ground". However, the rules are also made by flesh and blood with emotion and wisdom; The shining light in the rules is also stepped out by people. It is cold, severe and sacred ... but it can't dry up "love" and devour its true self.

Breaking the shackles of rules, we can not only see the cold prism, but also find the best arc among them-it reflects extraordinary light. It is human feelings that soften it, and that light is the amazing power bred in the rules containing true feelings. People need to have the courage to go out of the box, weave a passionate cage, experience the cold world, warm and cold human feelings, find the perfect picture line in confusion and make extraordinary achievements. King Gavin performed Zhouyi, Zhong You wrote Spring and Autumn Annals, Qu Yuan exiled Li Sao, Zuo Qiu became blind, and Mandarin became available ... All these surprises spread out on the arc of the rules, giving the saints a chance to breathe and filling the failure in the ruthlessness of the rules. "Lonely, ask the vast earth, who is in charge of ups and downs?" It's ourselves. Only by sticking to the most perfect line in your heart in the face of ruthless rules can you build the Garden of Eden of life. Just as Founder's rules need to contain a gentle arc-the simplest human touch. Although short-lived, it is like a vitamin in the rules, giving beautiful life to the surrounding air; Although plain, it is like a toner in the rules, giving a colorful background to black and white life.

Kant said that man is not a tool of others, everyone is a unique work of art and should be loved and respected; Montesquieu also said that all laws have exceptions. The formulation of laws cannot cover all situations, but laws are dead and people are alive. When human nature meets rules, we should pay more attention to people, people and people. It is beyond reproach to violate the rules without harming the interests of others.

When the rule meets feelings, it is not a deadlock. The key here lies in people. The square can have a garden, and the garden can also accommodate the square. Fiona Fang is a real world, a beautiful world.

Urgent! Write a composition about sympathy and pity. The world is so merciful. Without compassion, compassion has no necessary value. Since God has decided to put compassion in this universe, the existence of compassion is undoubtedly the best sympathy for compassion.

Growing up, I have always felt inexplicably sad for people begging in the street. At first, I didn't know that this kind of emotion was called sympathy, and I didn't know that the original emotion could be defined by words. But anyway, I always give them the money I can. Later, I learned that it was a foolish innocence. Even if you give them charity every time, even if you give them sympathy every time, you don't know whether they deserve your sympathy and your kindness. They used you. Why even children's sympathy is a tool for making a living? Life, I have never been able to control others, but why, my sympathy and the most serious feelings have been deceived by you. Perhaps, where is the dark place, and you begin to enjoy it ... does survival necessarily mean doing whatever it takes, or even hurting people's innocent feelings?

After that, now, even if I walk on the familiar street again, even if I meet the eager face again, even if I have many inexhaustible changes, I will no longer be the original lamb and jump into a pit called compassion. I can be kind, and I can yearn for pure compassion like you, but I have already started thinking. Perhaps this is not the best place to interpret compassion and compassion.

I don't want to get hurt again. Sometimes I think that maybe my sympathy for being cheated by those people is the most worthy of sympathy and pity.

One day on my way home, I saw a scene. A middle-aged woman from other places is selling candied haws, but the city management won't let her sell them. She wants to sell it anyway, and the city management wants to grab the gourd pole in her hand. The middle-aged woman kept whispering that she had done nothing. Urban management said, sell it and sell it. But it's your fault that you're standing in the wrong place. At first, I kept thinking, why should this urban management embarrass a foreign woman with black face and yellow hair? Everyone is living. "You sell it. But if you stand where you shouldn't sell, it's your fault. " This sentence hits the nail on the head. I sympathize with you, but I can't sympathize with a wrong person. What's more, she is not very optimistic about the teaching management of urban management. What about her poor livelihood, what about foreign women, and what about the dark panel? ..

The air reflects my innocent face. I believe the world is beautiful. Compassion, I began to understand that this is not only an emotion of life, but also an understanding of life. Compassion is an attitude towards life.

I don't know why, but I went home by bus at noon one day. When I got off the bus and wanted to change trains, I trotted to a hotel I always wanted to go to. I think, why do people always want to stay in luxury hotels all their lives and always feel that their rooms are cold? No matter how good the house is, no matter how good the hotel is, it is the same building. It's just a building that can stand. It can be your ideal lifestyle. I have been looking at that cold building, holding my head high. I don't know if the people inside are very calm and happy. Maybe you're running for your life. Living here is just a stop on the way. Even if you have stayed in a hotel, you are just a cold building, bearing the ardent hopes of many people. You actually have nothing. In fact, how many people have you lost ... after that, no one will miss you very much, even if they live here. However, no one who has lived here will miss you so much, and they will miss you in this cold building all their lives …

Stupid concept, why are you full of yearning for a building that will never belong to you? There is no warm faith there. Man, please don't yearn for anywhere. Don't look up and pity your house at the same time. No matter how much yearning and sympathy, only your own house can help you bear it. Only it will silently bear all this. Be compassionate, please don't pity your own life. The warmest thing is your own house.

In the pity of others, I understand that I don't think my house is a warm person, but the most sympathetic person in the world. A cold building belongs to a cold world and will not bring you the warmth of life.

Because the definition of compassion is always an open interval from zero to positive infinity, and the value of compassion is a fixed value, no matter whether the definition of compassion takes any real number in the interval, its corresponding value is always the same. Moreover, because the definition of compassion cannot be zero, human compassion cannot be zero or negative. Therefore, human compassion will always exist, and sympathy will always be equal.

Will compassion be more rational? Photos of sympathy look ironic. Is life a peep? Anyway, no one fills it in my heart.

Write a 500-word composition in my previous class. My head teacher is a beautiful, kind and conscientious teacher.

She has the most popular curly hair, sharp eyes and glib mouth. Coupled with a slim figure, it is simply a fairy. All the students in our class are proud of having this beautiful head teacher.

She is a very gentle and humorous person. I remember once in class, a classmate said a word in class, which seriously affected the classroom discipline. My head teacher said calmly at the beginning that this classmate should listen carefully. But after a while, the classmate turned a deaf ear to the teacher's reminder and began to speak unscrupulously again. This time, the teacher got angry and told the classmate to get out of the classroom. We all thought this classmate was going to suffer. Who knows, after a while, when we were discussing the problem, the teacher walked out of the classroom, touched the classmate's head and said something with a smile, and then let the classmate go into the classroom to continue the class. The teacher said, "I can't let the whole class suffer because this classmate made a little mistake carelessly. Let's continue our class!" " However, in view of your good performance, how about telling the teacher a joke to reward you? "My head teacher is such a person. Even if a student makes a mistake, he has to give the student face and tolerate the student.

She is also a teacher who loves her students very much. I remember one morning meeting, Min Yang, a classmate of our class, almost fainted because of her weak constitution. My head teacher was very anxious and immediately sent Yang Min to the health center. Unfortunately, one day the doctor in the health clinic happened to be out. The teacher was very anxious and had to call his parents, who didn't answer the phone, which made the teacher very worried. Sending it back by yourself will delay the study of other students. In desperation, the teacher had to come up with an expedient measure, and asked the vice monitor and I to escort Min Yang home (the teacher said that it would take a few minutes to make it up after school because we both studied very well), and gave us his phone number, asking us to call her as soon as we arrived, but before we arrived, the teacher called to ask about the situation. The teacher is looking around, hoping that we can go back to school as soon as possible and bring the good news that "Min Yang has arrived home safely".

My head teacher is still a kind person. Since she became the head teacher of our class in the third semester of senior three, we have felt a lot of her love, not only teaching us knowledge, but more importantly, teaching us how to be a person. He is always patient, careful and careful with our class even if he only gets a single-digit "eight talents". There is a very special classmate in our class. His mother left him when he was half a year old and his father didn't come back for seven or eight years. He lives with his elderly grandparents, so he has developed the habit of petty theft and doing bad things, and his study is even worse. However, the teacher has always been attached to this classmate and rarely complains. No matter what mistakes he made, it was a kind education. Sometimes some students in our class look down on this classmate, and the teacher will be very angry and say, we should learn to respect, learn to tolerate and learn to be considerate. In short, it gives us the feeling that the teacher pays special attention to this useless and bad classmate in our opinion. Later, we didn't know what happened to this classmate, so we knew the teacher's good intentions.

I also learned to be a modest person from the class teacher. Our head teacher has been in charge for more than a year, and our class has undergone earth-shaking changes, but every time we make achievements, the teacher always says modestly, "You are all too smart and talented, give the teacher face!" Who says you are the most difficult to manage? Why don't I think so? On the contrary, I think you are too sensible, but don't be proud. You must continue to work hard. "Every time we hear such simple words, we are deeply moved.

My head teacher is a person with beautiful appearance and more beautiful heart. Although she is sometimes very strict and occasionally gets angry with us, I think of her tireless teaching, teaching us to sing, teaching us to dance and teaching us to play ball … I am grateful to her from the bottom of my heart and like her.

My head teacher really admires me. I will never forget what she taught me!

What I feel is the theme, writing a composition, and being polite only brings happiness and harmony to society and happiness and warmth to society. Good civilized habits should grasp life, limit people's service, and I should limit my own life and devote myself to limiting people's service-Lei Feng's Lei Jifeng believes that every familiar word is like a spring breeze, and he is willing to contribute, help and strive to be a civilized messenger. First of all, he advocates benevolence and harmony, loyalty and fairness, courtesy and sincerity, respect for wisdom and truth-seeking, honesty and trustworthiness, building people's spirit and soul, and cultivating people's honesty, kindness, diligence, integrity, diligence, loyalty and good quality. The period of traditional culture gave birth to Chinese traditional virtues and enabled the Chinese nation to multiply. Excellent national culture bears the heavy responsibility of inheriting traditional virtues. My sages won the state of etiquette with their ideological wisdom, and our nation is known as a respected teacher, Kong Rong, who made pears respect, look around, respect, humility, humility and unity, and so on. In fact, they are talking about civilization. It is a unique landscape of our school to reciprocate and practice reciprocity. I hope everyone can be polite to everyone around us, respect morality and kindness, restrain their words and deeds, respect morality and kindness, and be upright and upright, so as to be a state of Chinese etiquette. Chinese culture has a long history, and Chinese virtues are passed down from generation to generation, knowing five rites and five shames, cultivating self-cultivation, integrating into society, family virtues, professional ethics and social morality, maintaining a good social atmosphere, nourishing courtesy, honesty and shame, and respecting morality for goodness. Practice hard, be diligent and thrifty; Talk about healthy trees, respect literature, and lead an honest and clean life; Stress honesty, build honesty and trustworthiness, and be honest and open-minded; Stress order, cultivate ethos, and let the harmonious wind obey discipline; Paying attention to dedication, building mutual assistance and friendship, and doing hot volunteer service are related to the rise and fall of families. I am ashamed of honor and disgrace, and I am even more ashamed of honor and disgrace. The boundaries between honor and disgrace, good and evil, beauty and ugliness must not be confused. I want to know that Rong Ming has just made everyone clean, so that everyone has set up a monument-keeping discipline is glorious, violating discipline is shameful, knowing etiquette, knowing honor and disgrace, and I hope that with every positive effort, we can establish a social fashion that is ashamed of courtesy and respects morality.

Write a composition with the theme of "you and me", about 500 words, and send it to you and me.

I have always been very happy, never had any troubles, always been very chic, never felt indebted to anyone, but today, I found out that I owed my mother a lot. .......

I never cared what she did for me, never thought it was a gift for me, never served her a cup of hot tea with gratitude, and never said to her affectionately, "Mom, I love you!" " But today, I have a kind of hug for my mother, crying and shouting "Mom, I love you!" " "impulse ......

I have been extremely keen on Chinese, I have seriously discussed mathematics, I have loved English, and I have devoted myself to science, but I have never read Mother's Love well, but today, I want to sit down and slowly taste the mother's love in coffee. ......

1 year-old, sleeping quietly in his mother's arms.

2 years old, rolling on his mother's back.

3 years old, holding his mother's hand, walking upside down.

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13 years old, she still can't live without her mother.

When a woman is old, her mother will be old eventually, so her mother can't be her daughter's safe haven forever.

When wrinkles slowly climb on the mother's face, when the wind and frost dyed her hair red, when the rain tore her hands, when the years slapped her back, her daughter cried, but her mother smiled, because this grown-up girl was raised by herself.

Yes, my daughter has grown up.

When the daughter grows up, she begins to learn how to get along with others, how to be filial to her parents, and how to behave like a child in her mother's arms. Although her mother is old, her arms are warmer and her breath is stronger than before.

Snuggling in my mother's arms reminds me of a time when my mother was washing clothes. I laboriously moved a small bench to let my mother sit down. Once my mother handed a towel at work. When my mother is ill, I often spend half an hour decocting medicine.

It's just that all this happened in childhood, and those memories are too far away from me now. But today-

Today, I warmed a glass of milk for my mother and handed it to her. My mother smiled pleasantly at first, and then drank the glass of milk little by little. In fact, I know my daughter's mother knows everything, but she tells me in the usual way: pay silently and be moved silently.

What is maternal love? Motherly love is an impenetrable cup of tea, an endless book and a knowledge worth exploring.

Since maternal love is so profound, why must it be thorough and clear? Why not let it always have a unique mystery?

Fortunately, my mother and I both understand this truth, so my mother is still quietly paying, and I am also silently moving and silently returning. ......