Write a composition on what was once.

1. My first choice is to write an essay on "Once"

God, what should I do? I found five books lost for more than half a year in my good friend's house!

Last winter, I, who always liked pop songs, took great pains to borrow five pop songs from a classmate. I want to take it home and enjoy it. Unexpectedly, all five books are gone. To this end, I paid a heavy price, not only lost my book, apologized and was scolded, but also got the title of "forgetfulness". Alas! What bad luck. I was depressed about it for a long time.

However, yesterday morning, at my friend's house, there were five books on the bottom shelf. I have looked for them many times and asked them many times! ..... No, that's impossible! Yes, it must be wrong. How can she steal my book? We are like sisters! However, this book is so familiar that it makes me uncomfortable ... scotch tape, blood, blood ... Yes, this is indeed a book I borrowed. I remember very clearly that I accidentally tore a page of the book that day, and when I cut the tape, I accidentally cut my hand and blood dripped on the book. ..... Oh, my God! I hardly have the courage to watch any more. I just feel that blood seems to have turned into a ferocious devil, with his mouth open, devouring our pure friendship. Everything seems to have disappeared, and my mood suddenly fell into the abyss of the trough. Walk out of her house in a daze. Tears have flowed out. I can't believe it, but I have to accept this terrible reality.

What shall we do? There are only two ways before me now: one is to ask for books. But in that case, we will definitely turn against each other and have no friendship at all. If you let your classmates know, your friend's reputation will plummet from now on! Second, don't make a reservation. Although this is good, it can avoid a lot of troubles, everyone is good, friendship can be maintained, and her reputation is good, but the anger in her heart is hard to calm down. Besides, although there is friendship, it is no longer a simple feeling, but a superficial perfunctory. What is even more frightening is that she doesn't want to repent and then develop. . Alas! Asking for a book is not, nor is it. This really puts me in a dilemma!

After much deliberation, I decided to talk to her about the book quietly. Not only five books, but also the purity of friendship! Posted on: Junior High School Entrance Examination _ Exam Big

2. Write a composition on the topic of the past. It is urgent. God is unfair. People are divided into beauty and ugliness, dignity and poverty. However, for everyone, life is only once, and God is so fair.

Life is only once, how should we treat it? Cherish it and let it shine! Cherish it, because our life not only exists for ourselves, but also carries the heavy love of others, especially parents. Let it shine and charm, because life itself has its meaning. Everyone's life is never a passive and mediocre life.

/kloc-pregnant in 0/0, giving birth once, how painful is my mother? I can't help myself. I'm always thinking about us. Touching my mother's bulging belly, my father's face was filled with a happy smile. After work, he is responsible for all the housework. After finishing this and picking that, he ran around, sweating like a pig, and his whole body seemed to be full of vitality. In his mind, there is a vision, a vision for a better future. When we were born, we won the eternal love in the true sense; How many parents in the whole world should be so excited that tears will come to their eyes and thank God when we shout loudly to announce our birth? Under the care of our parents, we thrive: nursing in infancy, babbling, toddlering, going to school, learning words, and presenting a greeting card full of blessings on our parents' birthdays. When we grow up, we are sensible and our parents' love becomes deep and broad. They let go of our hands, let us walk out of the warm embrace and fell down. They stopped to help us. For us, my parents were haggard by the years, and let the wind and frost climb to the temple, breaking my heart and trying their best. We are all their lives! There are few things in the world that don't ask for something in return, but parents' love for their children is definitely an exception. If you ask parents all over the world what they want their children to do for them. I think, nine times out of ten, they can't answer, maybe they haven't thought about such a question at all. Once, I put my arm around my mother's neck and asked her what her greatest wish was. She paused for a moment, and then told me seriously that she hoped my sister and I would be healthy and safe all our lives and happy forever ... I was deeply moved, and tears poured out at once, blurring my eyes ... My mother's greatest wish was not what she wanted, but the happiness of her children first. What a great love it is. What selfless love? I finally know that we live not only for ourselves, but also for our parents, so we should not only live, but also live well; Our life is not only our own life, but also the extension of our parents' life and the source of their happiness. Therefore, in this life, in the dark, I have assumed an unshirkable responsibility. Therefore, we should cherish life and be kind to ourselves.

The true meaning of life lies in dedication. There is only one life, and how short is this time? It is right to keep pursuing and add luster to your life. It is because of dedication that life has the noblest meaning! Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the country. The motherland is at the forefront of changes in the times. Grasp the economy, engage in construction, seek development, innovation, reform and opening up, and keep pace with the times ... The prosperity of the motherland is a big project and a common cause of the people of the whole country, which requires the dedication of each of us. In this way, our life will consciously or unconsciously assume a responsibility for the motherland. This responsibility is very heavy, and everyone who is patriotic, enterprising and enthusiastic will think so. In fact, to be conscientious, conscientious and do every job in a down-to-earth manner in your ordinary post is to realize the value of life. You can't shine the hero's light, but you can ignite the spark of mortals! Because of this, life is equal, regardless of rank. In the great cause of the motherland, everyone's life plays a role. Although it can't be the leading role, how can you sing a good play without a supporting role? No one's life is doomed to mediocrity. Whoever has worked hard, struggled, struggled and contributed, his life will shine like gold! Cherish life, be kind to yourself, the motherland needs you!

This week is traffic safety publicity week, and the school held an essay activity of "Traffic safety is in my heart". The boss asked us officers to try it, and we were ready to move and want to show our hands. Last semester, a girl in senior three died in a car accident because she violated traffic regulations when she was young. This kind of life has a beautiful pattern. If you fall, you will fall, just like a meteor across the sky, and the brilliant brilliance will be fleeting. In this regard, I deeply feel that life is impermanent. I also heard the tragic situation that his parents were heartbroken and wanted to go with them. For life, I actually have another understanding-our responsibility to our parents. Writing, inadvertently, I glanced out of the window, but when I saw the avenue stretching to the sky, the long bridge across the river, the towering buildings and the speeding cars, I couldn't help but admire the greatness of manpower and suddenly thought of our lifelong responsibility to the motherland.

Maybe I don't have enough skills to talk about such a heavy and serious topic as talking about life. I have written to express my feelings. I am very modest. If I can give you some inspiration, I will be really satisfied.

Finally, once again, there is only one life. Please cherish life and be kind to yourself.

3. What did you do for your first composition? It's sunny today for the first time to wash dishes. When I came home from school, I saw my mother with backache. My heart aches. My mother is tired all day, so I want to lighten her burden.

So I said to my mother, "Mom, I'll do the dishes today!" " "My tired mother agreed to my request. After dinner, I jumped into the kitchen, put on plastic gloves, tied an apron around my waist, walked to the table with a basin and a rag, put the bowls in the basin one by one, and then swept the dirty things on the table into the trash can with a rag.

I started washing dishes. I went to the pool and put the bowls in it one by one. I picked up greasy flowers, dirty bowls and gently turned on the tap. Water is sprayed from the inside, and the flow rate is almost the same. I turned off the tap, squeezed a few drops of detergent and gently stirred it in the water with a rag. Many small bubbles appeared on the water immediately. I blew it gently with my mouth, and the bubbles flew as if dancing. I picked up a bowl in my left hand and a rag in my right hand. I wiped it hard along the inside of the bowl with the rag, then turned the bowl over and wiped it back and forth on the outside of the bowl with the rag, without letting go of any stains. Wash it twice with clear water, it becomes shiny, and then put the bowl back in my home-cupboard.

The bowl is washed like this. Looking at his clean bowl, my heart is full of joy, as sweet as drinking honey.

At this time, my mother came in, saw me and said that I was a capable boy. My hands are dirty, and I am tired when I wash the dishes. I think it's really hard for my mother to do this every day. I must help my mother do more housework and cook noodles for the first time in the future. It smells good! "My parents are not at home today. My mother called me and said that I cooked noodles myself, so I tried to cook noodles.

I went to the kitchen, washed the pot, put some water and boiled it. Before I came to the refrigerator, I took out an egg, then a tomato.

I beat the eggs in a bowl and stirred them with chopsticks. Because I am not good at mixing eggs, I either fly out some egg whites or mix them unevenly. I cut the tomato in half, and then cut it into four and a half pieces. The size of the tomatoes I cut is not uniform at all, some are too small and some are too big.

At this time, the water boiled, so I poured the boiled water into the bowl of noodles and let the boiled water soak the noodles. After the noodles are cooked, I pour the noodles into the pot, turn on the induction cooker, adjust the fire to 1400, and slowly stir the noodles to prevent them from sticking to the pot.

While stirring, I picked up peanut oil and poured a little into the pot. Peanut oil floated to the surface in an instant. After cooking for a while, I poured the tomatoes in, and the tomatoes immediately pressed the noodles down.

The noodles are almost cooked, so I poured the eggs in. The egg sinks quickly and then condenses into pieces. When the water is boiling, I quickly turn off the induction cooker and a bowl of delicious noodles is ready! Homemade noodles are delicious! .

4. A composition about what is the first time. Without the first life, it is like a pool of stagnant water, losing the next horizon; Life without the first time is like a sleeping grave, without courage and fresh nourishment.

The first time I set foot in the "Peach Blossom Garden" of poetry was about three years old. Grandpa put the cane chair on the bed and shook it gently, reading poems to me. "Flying flowers are as light as dreams at home, and the rain is as fine as sorrow." "The bright moon is in the sky, asking for wine from heaven." Sometimes magnificent, sometimes eager for wine. Sometimes the pen is beautiful, and sometimes the mouth is fragrant. Like fragrant tea, after several years, the charm still exists. Although I am young, I can't tell you why, but from every sentence, I vaguely feel the sorrow of a thousand years and the heart of ten thousand years.

The first time may not be full of laughter, but that unusual feeling is printed in the photo album of memory, and it will be memorable when you look at it in your spare time.

The first time I saw flowers blooming and falling was when I was four years old. There is no habit of growing flowers at home. Someone gave daffodils and carved a pot that year. At first, I mistakenly thought it was "garlic in water", and then I took out a bright green bud. It was not until the eve of the Spring Festival that the leaves were flourishing and there were flowers and bones gradually that I knew it was a flower. The flowers that want to bloom are locked in a very thin "film", which looks as haggard as Lin Daiyu in a dream of red mansions, and is cared for like glass products. There are many flowers in the later period, and the house is full of fragrance, which is refreshing. Snow-white daffodil petals protect the yellow core in the middle, petite and exquisite, as if holding up a bright lamp. When I was in fashion, I didn't know the philosophy of life, such as "watching flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, clouds rolling and clouds relaxing" and "overlooking the complexity of the world". I only feel sorry for the withered flowers-I am ashamed to let them wither, and I hide a smile for their beauty; Because they are absolutely beautiful, because they are silent.

I also saw the clouds for the first time, tasted the coffee for the first time, walked forward for the first time, smiled for the first time ... whether I succeeded or failed, I was still happy, and the road I took for the first time was a period worth cherishing.

Seize the first time, cherish the first time, and blaze new trails ... One day, you will tell yourself how long and meaningful this journey is.

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5. A composition on the topic of choice is not a memory. One day, I will stand on the crack of time and miss my luxurious and bright childhood, and I will burst into tears.

-Inscription: Five-year-old me, five-year-old me. Now, are you shivering in kindergarten, looking at the cloudy sky, and listening to the teacher say that if you lie on the table incorrectly, you will be taken away by ghosts, and your breathing will become soft, thinking that this should be more terrible than being numb and colliding with another person, but being rolled on the ground by tightly wrapped handwriting. Shake your elephant's head quickly but slightly, and then move on.

I think what a simple child you are! You have to wait for your father to pick you up. You always wait until the sun goes down and let the afterglow reflect your petite figure. Occasionally, I will stretch out two small hands to look out, but I will always be disappointed. You once escaped from the school gate, violated the school rules and were caught by the teacher who came here.

When they went home together, they found that their father had come back but forgot to pick up their experiences, which made them feel a little sad. Your life is colorful or happy.

You played chicken with your classmates, but you fell down and smiled with a big bag on your head. You will recite the children's songs taught by the teacher to your mother to win her affirmation of yourself.

You will lie in your little bed, look at the stars all over the sky, think that tomorrow will be very sweet, turn over and go to sleep with a smile. I envy your life, so relaxed and carefree. I would also like to be a child who looks up at the sky like you, happily looking at the blue sky, white clouds and bright stars in the dark night sky, and then happily living a pure life without any impurities.

From: thirteen-year-old me to: nine-year-old me. I think maybe you are happy to have your best friend at this time. I also want to tell you that after four years, my good friend is still him and has never changed.

At this time, you have shed the coat of a once simple and quiet good boy and become cheerful and lively. You will laugh and cry with your friends, and then feel the world quietly, so colorful and changeable.

Sometimes you play tricks on your deskmate and your best friend. You will laugh at him for wearing a down jacket and wrapping it like a steamed stuffed bun.

You will suddenly pretend to cry when you quarrel with him. Look at his helpless and anxious expression. In the afternoon, you will accompany him to think about his thoughts quietly, but often he can't stand the loneliness. His train of thought was interrupted and he kept laughing.

You will also look at his serious appearance in class, look at his smooth skin, and can't help but reach out and pinch his face, but you are forced back by the teacher's eyes. Time flies, I want to tell you again that he has changed, become complicated and unpredictable, and become so big that I can never see the shadow of my childhood from him again.

I hope you can cherish your purest friendship at this time, and don't feel sorry for the story that happened to you like me. From: 13-year-old me to: 12-year-old me, like many people, you have become obsessed with all kinds of stars and posted their photos and posters everywhere.

You won't study hard every day like other students. I hope you will get excellent grades in graduation and the entrance examination of Baoyi No.1 Middle School. You will still give up those difficult problems and go out to play until nine o'clock to get home. Parents' nagging is inevitable, but it always goes in one ear and out the other, and they still go their own way and keep their good behavior style.

In fact, you have been worried about your grades, because your grades are always lower than others, because you fell to the 37th place in the only ranking in the school, and then silently put your grades in the drawer with a sigh, because you saw the excited and ostentatious face of the classmate with excellent grades, and you turned around in frustration and left. Daily life is still going on step by step, and the class teacher always takes pains to divide all the students into grades according to their grades.

You will always get used to all this indifferently, just like getting used to it. Every day, teachers in all subjects will send out four or five papers as homework. Maybe you are eager not to grow up, but this gorgeous robe full of lice in life has made you experience many unbearable realities. You are still growing, and you never stop growing.

From: 13-year-old me to: 12-and-a-half-year-old me, when you just graduated and stood in front of the primary school gate again, when you looked at the cheerful smiling faces of the pupils who filed out, and when you were holding hands with your friends and tears were about to fall, you ran away in a hurry, you knew that this school that once contained all your memories in six years would never be found again. When you stand timidly at the window to buy food, but when you pass by your classmates who used to get along with each other day and night, you know those tears and laughter will never look back.

You always live religiously and believe that you can find happiness one day, but happiness is like a light on the horizon, which warms your eyes and makes you run forward, but it will never arrive. You always expect to return to that carefree life, just as you expect the sky to turn completely blue.

So, when you happen to see graduation photo, who is brimming with classmates' smiling faces, attending a class reunion, you actually smiled like the child standing in the sun with your deskmate, and you felt extremely warm and happy inside. You still play the role of a good student in the new school, writing quietly, reading quietly, walking quietly through the campus and watching everything, smiling quietly.

And you gradually learned to disguise yourself, looking at old friends who are no longer naive and simple, just shaking your head habitually. Because you know, when you are happiest, there is a biting pain in your heart that is difficult to heal.

May you be free ... from: 13-year-old me: those who recall us will eventually forget something. The door of memory will not stay forever at the moment of birth, nor will it let us remember all the pain.

The vows once made, the tears once shed, and the pain once endured will all become looming fish in the long river of time, and eventually leave, disappear, wither and die. Those memories are actually beautiful.

The first time I can remember, I knew how to lose

6. Borrow bowls again and again.

"You don't study hard when you go back to school, and you give me trouble every day. You are a disgrace and useless! " I just went out and went to class happily, but her reprimand ruined the good mood of the day. What a nuisance! She is my new neighbor. On the first day, she probably didn't have all the household items, so she kept borrowing them from our house. It is said that it is borrowed, but once it is borrowed, it will not be returned for three to five days. She borrowed countless bowls, pots and barrels. Since then, our home has become her best "borrowing office", but our furniture has been "stolen". I get angry at the thought of her.

One day, I said impatiently to my mother, "This neighbor is really troublesome. He is good at stealing from others. My beloved doll bowl will never be lent to her again! " Mother smiled: "Neighbors should take care of each other and borrow something. Besides, it's not easy for her to educate her son so patiently every day and go to work so far away! " I'm a little angry at my mother's words. ...

"Bell, bell, bell ..." The ringing sound of * * * rang, and I grabbed my schoolbag and rushed out of the classroom and went straight home. I thought it was my parents' smiling faces that opened the door, but I didn't expect to let "Iron General" open the door for me. When I entered the room, I turned on the TV, and then I suddenly lay on the comfortable sofa and watched my favorite TV programs with relish. Unconsciously, the night falls, the lights are green, and the stomach is playing naughtily. I realized that I was hungry, and it was time to eat something to fill my stomach. But I rummaged around and couldn't find anything to eat. Besides, I can't cook, and my mother hasn't come back yet. ...

"Ding-dong, Ding-dong ..." The doorbell rang, and I excitedly opened the door, thinking it was my mother, but I didn't expect it to be that annoying neighbor. "lend me a bowl!" I gave her a white look and went in to copy the bowl, but I only copied my beloved bowl and gave it to her eagerly. Unfortunately, I lent it to her again.

"Ding-dong, Ding-dong ..." My parents must have come back. I rushed to open the door. In front of me is a bowl of steaming delicious noodles. I was shocked. It's her-our neighbor! I see. She borrowed my bowl to cook noodles for me.

"Here, you are hungry." She looked at me with a big smile.

I slowly took the bowl of noodles, but said nothing. This bowl of noodles is really fragrant, very fragrant ... I can't say what flavor it contains.

7. Please write a composition on the topic of "Once". After that, my attitude towards wine was very clear. If I can avoid it, I will avoid it. Therefore, when several colleagues sat around a round dining table, only the translucent glass in front of me was given a cold shoulder. Several other people, you come to me for more than a dozen rounds, and two bottles of 40-degree Anhui wine bottomed out. Seeing that the third bottle was half drunk, the old leaf sitting next to me was even in the same place. His voice is getting louder and louder, and his breathing is becoming more and more unclear. His mouth spilled irregularly. Seeing this, I lost my appetite for food and seized the opportunity to have a few drinks. Who knows that the cup is fine, but it never stops when one end is lifted, and it takes turns to stand up and drink. After coming out of the restaurant, I don't know if I am drunk. Anyway, it's funny to watch other guys, especially Lao Ye, singing and dancing on the roadside. The limelight is a little bit, but it is only seen as a joke. I sent Lao Ye back, and it was already midnight when I went out from his dormitory. This meal is really difficult to quantify. I finally pulled myself together, finished washing, lay flat on the bed and began to fantasize. As a man, a lonely man, dreaming in the middle of the night, I'm afraid I can only think about women. That's what happened. That's what I thought. I think I am an intellectual after all. I dare not say that I stand out from the crowd and look like Pan An. At least I am a good-looking person with good features. But why do people have beautiful women singing with them every night, and I can only bear endless loneliness alone? This makes no sense at all. I think what I lack is opportunity. Even if I'm not the kind of prodigal son who shows mercy everywhere, at least I should have the favor and favor of one or two women! Although I am already taken, the society has long regarded the relationship between men and women as extremely dull, but those romantic accidents have never patronized me. I haven't traveled for several years. I've been in Hedong for 30 years, so it's my turn. ...

8. Writing a topic composition with a topic should pay attention to the following points: First, grasping the style topic composition is often not limited to style, so that candidates can play freely.

However, unlimited style does not mean no style. The "unlimited style" of topic composition is actually not limited to one style, so that students have the freedom to choose a style.

When you choose a style, you must write according to the characteristics of this style. Some students have strong observation ability and rich life accumulation, so they might as well extract the wonderful fragments of life and write vivid and touching narratives; Some students are imaginative and good at writing stories. They might as well write fairy tales, fables or science fiction. Some students have strong logical thinking ability and are good at reasoning, so they might as well write an argumentative essay with sufficient reasons; Some students have delicate and rich feelings, so they might as well write a beautiful essay to express their feelings, which will be excellent.

Second, narrow the topic composition only provides the topic of writing, and there are no restrictions on center, material, structure, style and language. It gives candidates a relatively open space for thinking, allowing candidates to give full play to their imagination and creativity. However, if we don't pay attention to the topic and narrow the gap in writing, there will be a problem of "writing thousands of words and pulling Wan Li".

Therefore, no matter how broad the topic is, we should be good at narrowing the "encirclement circle" and choosing small groups, such as one thing, one person, one thing, one feeling, one opinion and so on. Concentrate on the breakthrough, write the topic of your choice in detail and thoroughly, and achieve "seeing the big from the small". Third, the title of the proposed topic is the "eyes" of the article.

As the saying goes, "A good composition is half the battle". Topic composition allows us to draw up a topic, so we should strive to improve the preparation level of the topic, and strive to make the topic we draw up accurate, concise, implicit and novel, so that the marking teacher will fall in love at first sight.

4. Being good at associative topic composition is an open composition form, which requires candidates to let go of their hands and feet, gallop freely in the imaginary space, and be good at multi-directional association, thus producing colorful ideas. For example, on the topic of "wind", you can think of natural winds: breeze, gale, gale, hurricane, tornado and so on; You can also think of social atmosphere: flattery, gifts and so on; You can think of a fashion like the wind: Jin Yong fever, Han Han fever and so on; You can even think if you are the wind, if you meet the wind and so on.

Since writing a new topic composition is an exam-oriented composition, we should always give the marking teacher a good feeling and get a good score. So it is very important to write characteristics and new ideas.

When writing, you should be good at "finding another way", that is, you should have a special feeling in your mind, not in the fog; Have a unique vision in the selection of materials, and don't talk about old sayings; It is necessary to be original in thinking, unstable and unique in tone, and not to generalize. Skills of writing questions.

In recent years, writing for materials has become an important way. However, due to the lack of exercise at ordinary times, many students can't draw up a composition topic in the examination room, so they can't write a successful article.

So, how can we draw up the exam composition questions? Besides reading more and practicing more, it is also important to master some skills and methods of writing topics by yourself. Here are five simple methods: borrowing, imitating, spelling, drawing and substituting.

"Borrowing" means borrowing ready-made topics from ancient and modern Chinese and foreign masterpieces or from the life around you, and skillfully applying them to articles that meet your own requirements. For example, Gorky's Mother and Lu Xun's Hometown have been used before and after.

You borrow, I borrow. The more you borrow, the better. It can be said that the same topic is different and the charm is unique. This method is best used when the examination room is tense.

"Imitation" means copying a composition topic that meets your own needs according to the topic format used by others. For example, remembering mom can be parodied as remembering junior high school life, and thinking and doing can be parodied as learning and thinking.

"Spelling" means putting together the effective components in several related topics to produce a new composition topic. There are some spelling meanings, some spelling words and some spelling usages.

For example, in the 1990 college entrance examination, some people put forward "thorns", while others put forward "thorns association" on this basis, which can be described as icing on the cake. "Extraction" is to extract keywords or short sentences from a given material as a composition topic.

For example, 1990 college entrance examination composition, someone extracted three words from the given materials and drew up a very literary and attractive composition entitled "flowers, thorns and girls" "Generation" means that when time is tight and you can't draw up a satisfactory topic, you can draw up a body double first, and then decide after the full text is written, or suddenly come up with a good topic because of inspiration from generate in the writing process.

Such as "talking about …", "recalling …" and "introducing …". Of course, the above five methods are often not used alone in the examination room, but often used together, which will be faster and better.

What is the topic composition 1? What's the topic? The so-called topic is the center, content and beginning of the conversation. 2. What is a topic composition? An article written around a given topic, that is, around a given conversation center, conversation content and conversation beginning, is a topic composition.

3, such as a, trees, trees accompanied by humans, all kinds of trees; A tangible tree, an intangible tree. Some people plant trees, others destroy them.

People praise and sigh for trees. Trees hold the ardent hopes of mankind; Trees are rich in human feelings.

When it comes to trees, there will be endless topics and fantasies of flying freely ... Please write an article of about 600 words on the topic of "trees", which can be described, described, discussed and lyrical; Style is not limited, except poetry. In the above example, the "tree" is the center of the conversation, the content of the conversation and the beginning of the conversation. As long as the composition written by the candidates is related to the "tree", it is relevant.

Look at the following example again: B. There is a fable. When writers, scientists, entrepreneurs and philosophers get together, it is proposed to describe and praise the world in one sentence. The writer praised: the world is really beautiful! The scientist said seriously.