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I don’t know how long I have been sitting in front of the window. I only know that the sun has set and the moon has risen. I had no time to take care of this and was still thinking about this exam. When the teacher read out the scores, my heart beat loudly. The more I feared, the more unavoidable it was. I didn't dare to look into the teacher's bloodshot eyes, didn't dare to look at the pitiful score, and couldn't believe that this was the result of my hard work for many days, but I had to believe that that pitiful score was on my In front of me, I failed.

The moonlight was pale, like running water, flowing quietly on the table, making my face turn pale. I thought of my parents, who may still be working hard at this time; I thought of my parents who got up early and worked late at night, so thin and small; I thought of my parents' faces that were tanned by the sun, and the ruthless years carved stripes on their foreheads. wrinkles, and those chapped hands; she thought of her parents’ caring words and expectant legs before leaving every time; she thought of all the people who cared about her. Now...I feel ashamed of their concern.

Outside the window, the moon has risen very high; inside the window, it remains the same. The painful memories make me feel too tired. I raised my head, trying to stretch my brain. Suddenly, a tall and straight figure broke into my eyes. I looked carefully and saw that it was the poplar tree outside the window. The poplar tree had survived many storms and snowstorms. It was taller and straighter than before. I suddenly thought of Madame Curie, Edison, and General Wellington... A cold wind blew and the leaves rustled, interrupting my thoughts. I shivered and my mind became much clearer: No, I must not retreat. , I want to take back the number one that once belonged to me. Failure can only mean yesterday, it can only mean the past. Everything in the past can only be reduced to zero. I have to start over, face failure with a new attitude, and meet the next challenge.

The tears on my face turned into a magical force and poured into my body. I turned on the light and the dormitory became much warmer. I looked at the test paper soaked with tears, wiped away my tears, picked up the pen, and began to summarize seriously, looking for the reasons for the failure... I want this failure to be my motivation to move forward.

Outside the window, the bright moonlight poured out, and the stars came out at some point, blinking their naughty eyes, and a bright smile appeared on my face. 2. Please continue writing the article

Chen Ming and I are very close to each other. Every day we go to school, go home, and review our lessons together. We became inseparable good friends.

One day, an unpleasant thing happened. After we reviewed our homework, we took out the small wooden boat we made in the craft group to play with. Chen Ming saw that my work was very delicate, so he held it in his hand, turned it over and looked at it, and couldn't bear to put it down. Unexpectedly, he missed and the small wooden boat fell to the ground with a "pop" and broke. When I saw it, the little wooden boat, which contained countless wisdom and hard work, had been smashed into pieces. I became anxious and cried for compensation. Chen Ming blushed and defended, "I didn't mean it." I said angrily, "Who told you to be careless? You have to pay for it!" and pushed him hard. Chen Ming stepped back and stepped on the small wooden boat, breaking it into pieces. Looking at the small wooden boat that was trampled by him, I was so angry that I couldn't speak. I grabbed his small wooden boat, threw it to the ground, and crushed it with my feet. I grabbed my schoolbag and turned around without looking back. Come back and leave. Our friendship fell apart.

A few months passed in the blink of an eye. One day when I came home from school, I was walking in front and Chen Ming was walking behind. I glanced back at him secretly, and he was looking at me. His right hand was in his pocket. His trouser pocket was bulging, and he didn't know what he was holding. Suddenly, he caught up with me in a few steps and took out an exquisite little wooden boat from his trouser pocket. I looked at him in surprise. His face turned red and he said excitedly: "It was my fault that time. I shouldn't have broken your boat. My family will move tomorrow, so I made this boat for you as a souvenir!" Then, he put the small wooden boat into my hand. Thinking about what happened that day, it was originally my fault. I looked into his passionate eyes and couldn't say a word, I just held his hand tightly.

Chen Ming moved out of town with his parents.

After that day, we never saw each other again. I hid the little wooden boat he gave me in the drawer. As soon as I saw this exquisite wooden boat, I seemed to see Chen Ming standing in front of me.

I don’t want a small wooden boat. Chen Ming and I are very close to each other. Every day we go to school, go home, and review our lessons together. We became inseparable good friends.

One day, an unpleasant thing happened. After we reviewed our homework, we took out the small wooden boat we made in the craft group to play with. Chen Ming saw that my work was very delicate, so he held it in his hand, turned it over and looked at it, and couldn't bear to put it down. Unexpectedly, he missed and the small wooden boat fell to the ground with a "pop" and broke. When I saw it, the little wooden boat, which contained countless wisdom and hard work, had been smashed into pieces. I became anxious and cried for compensation. Chen Ming blushed and argued, "I didn't mean it." I said angrily, "Who told you to be careless? You have to pay for it!" and pushed him hard. Chen Ming stepped back and stepped on the small wooden boat, breaking it into pieces. Looking at the small wooden boat that was trampled by him, I was so angry that I couldn't speak. I grabbed his small wooden boat, threw it to the ground, and crushed it with my feet. I grabbed my schoolbag and turned around without looking back. Come back and leave. Our friendship fell apart.

A few months passed in the blink of an eye. One day when I came home from school, I was walking in front and Chen Ming was walking behind. I glanced back at him secretly, and he was looking at me. His right hand was in his pocket. His trouser pocket was bulging, and he didn't know what he was holding. Suddenly, he caught up with me in a few steps and took out an exquisite little wooden boat from his trouser pocket. I looked at him in surprise. His face turned red and he said excitedly: "It was my fault that time. I shouldn't have broken your boat. My family will move tomorrow, so I made this boat for you as a souvenir!" Then, he put the small wooden boat into my hand. Thinking about what happened that day, it was originally my fault. I looked into his passionate eyes and couldn't say a word, I just held his hand tightly.

Chen Ming moved out of town with his parents. After that day, we never saw each other again. I hid the little wooden boat he gave me in the drawer. As soon as I saw this exquisite wooden boat, I seemed to see Chen Ming standing in front of me.

I don’t want a small wooden boat, I want Chen Ming! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! 3. Continue writing the article

When the disaster struck, the mother bird used her body to protect her baby. This reminded me of Wenchuan Land Affairs.

At that moment, The earth shook and the mountains shook; at that moment, life and death depended on each other.

When the earthquake struck, the mother built the greatest shelter for her children with her arms, giving birth to seemingly impossible miracles of life;

Because of love, mothers Forget yourself; because of love, mother wrote the greatest legend in the world, praising the greatness of life, the dignity of death, the longevity of love, and the eternity of love with her actions and even her life...

Mother - —That is a touching name

Before her death, she left a text message for her child

When the rescue team found her at noon on May 13, she was no longer breathing. . Through the gap between a pile of rubble, you can see her kneeling on her knees, her entire upper body crawling forward, supporting her body with her hands on the ground... The rescue team reached in through the gap, confirmed that she was dead, and shouted loudly at the ruins. , no response. This is Beichuan County after the earthquake. There are still many people waiting for rescue. As the rescue team walked towards the next ruins, the captain seemed to realize something and suddenly turned around and ran back. He struggled to put his hand under her body and groped around, shouting, "There is a child, still alive!"

After a lot of hard work, people finally rescued the child. He was lying on a small quilt with red background and yellow flowers. He was about three or four months old. Because of the protection of his mother's body, the child was unharmed.

The accompanying doctor came over to prepare for some examinations on the child and found a mobile phone stuffed under the quilt. The doctor subconsciously looked at the screen of the mobile phone and found a text message that had been written on the screen: "Dear Baby, if you can live, you must remember that I love you.

"The doctor who was used to seeing separation between life and death shed tears at this moment; as the text message was passed on by mobile phone, everyone who saw it shed tears...

Must remember that I love you

Mom, you gave me life and transformed from a baby into a lady

Mom, true love is your only promise for a lifetime

Now, I know that the most beloved person in the world is not as good as Mother's Love

I know that perfect maternal love will eventually leave one day

Finally, we must say goodbye

"Goodbye" is the most sentimental word I have ever heard.

"Goodbye" This is the last time I hug you

One day, you will say "goodbye" and I will cry

Listen My heart breaks when you say "goodbye"

Mom, you gave me true love and transformed from a girl into a woman

Mom, all I want is that you promise to love me forever

Because I know that the greatest love in the world is not as good as mother's love

Mother's love is so strong but it will fade away one day

It's really heartbreaking, we have to say goodbye

"Goodbye" is the most sentimental word I have ever heard

"Goodbye" is the last time I hug you

One day, you will say "goodbye" , and I will cry

It will break my heart to hear you say "goodbye"

But the love you give will last forever

I When I fall, you always support me

What you give me is the greatest love in the world

I am fragile, but you make me strong

I will Love you forever, until eternity

I will accompany you when you need me

I will accompany you, for your whole life

I will accompany you, Walking through the lonely years

In the darkest night, I am your navigation light

In the difficult journey, I am your guiding wings

I am your safe haven in stormy times

I will love you forever, until eternity

"Goodbye" is the most sentimental word I have ever heard

"Goodbye" "This is the last time I hug you

One day, you will say "goodbye", and I will cry

I will understand when I hear you say "goodbye" Broken

We will meet again, but we must meet again 4. Help write another article

Final statement

The loneliness of a person, the loneliness of a group of people Loneliness. It’s so interesting that the last loneliness on earth is me. I heard the unforgettable knock on the door in the space where I was alone. I didn’t believe it, so I opened it...

I saw it, the gas in the star suddenly It spurted out, forming countless large and small golden rings around the planet. The thin hydrogen and helium quickly eroded the empty space of the universe, and the star became a cherry in the center of the huge cream cake. I got it, ate the cake and said, "I'm not alone, I'm very excited." I saw that the silent black hole suddenly expanded its territory, extending its invisible giant arms into the boundless space, surrounding everything it could. obtained substance. I thought, I am the best, I understand black holes, I understand the world. I saw that the bright white moonlight instantly illuminated the ground into daylight, dividing it into infinite colors. Everything seemed to have been soaked in a rainbow. All the people have lost their bodies, all the immortals have lost their bodies, and all consciousness is only consciousness. I widened my eyes and said: "I am left on the earth. The earth is still spinning, but I can still see the beauty." The moonlight, all the colors are there, and the consciousness will remain. "I walked out of the room to find that I was not alone, I was not afraid, and I understood. However, all this is wrong. That knock on the door is just my consciousness. The earth...the clouds and fog cleared, and I stepped into the end of the world. I told the end that the earth does not belong to individuals. Can it allow us to live forever! I bind loneliness, and I declare that everyone's star will last forever.

At the end of this world, the stars light up.

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Continuation of the previous article: The old man returned home at night and knew that the little sparrow was gone. I wrote one after another on leaves, all with the same sentence written on them: Little sparrow, come back soon. Then, while the old woman is sleeping, ask the white dove postman to distribute it to every corner of the forest. A few days later, a seagull came to the old man's window and knocked a few times with its long beak. The old man quickly got up and opened the window, "I saw a little sparrow next to the sea of ??memories in the forest. No." Do you know?" "Really?" The old man was very happy. "Take me there quickly!" After walking and walking, the old man finally found the little sparrow under a camphor tree. "Little sparrow, it's all my fault that made you suffer." The old man looked at the little sparrow and cried. "Chirp, woo..." "Oh, look, I forgot. Come on, open your mouth." The old man saw the little sparrow opening its mouth, and quickly put the pill in, "Grandpa, thank you." From then on, the old man and The little sparrow lives a happy life in the memory of the sea.

(I was in a bit of a hurry and only wrote this, sorry) 6. Continuation of the essay of about 500 words

After the teacher finished speaking, the whole classroom seemed quieter.

The teacher’s words, “She comes from the earthquake-stricken Beichuan County, and her parents are separated,” seemed to suddenly echo in every corner of the classroom and echo in our ears. Although we have never experienced an earthquake, we also know what it means when parents are separated during an earthquake. For those of us who sit in spacious classrooms and grow up in a carefree environment, this earthquake will make us know how to cherish every person and every happiness in our lives more.

When this classmate comes, our classmates will treat her as a friend and let her know that no matter what difficulties we face, the Chinese are actually one family. I just want to use my warm applause to represent my inner welcome to the compatriots in Beichuan. I believe that with our joint efforts, we can rebuild a better home! (The content can be modified according to your own situation). 7. Continuation of the essay

Continuation of "Chen Ming and I are good friends"

Chen Ming and I are inseparable good friends.

One day during the handicraft class, we each made a small wooden boat. We took out the small wooden boat to play with. Chen Ming thought the small wooden boat I made was very delicate and beautiful, and he couldn't bear to put it down. He looked carefully and accidentally broke the wooden boat. I was very angry and grabbed his little wooden boat. He stepped forward to grab it, and he happened to step on my little wooden boat again. When I got angry, I broke his little wooden boat and we almost got into a fight. After being persuaded by my classmates, I glared at him and returned to my seat.

After school, I didn’t go home with Chen Ming, and he didn’t come to see me either. I returned home and sat at my desk thinking: Chen Ming must have done it on purpose. He saw that I was doing a good job, so he deliberately broke my wooden boat! I will never pay attention to him!

That night, I was playing in the community and happened to meet Chen Ming. I waved to him and immediately let him go. He smiled back at me, but the smile immediately disappeared. Obviously, obviously we all still remember what happened in the morning, and it was very uncomfortable to meet each other. He accidentally tripped over the steps, and I hurriedly ran over and helped him up, "Are you okay?" "It's okay, I accidentally fell." I turned to leave, but Chen Ming stopped me, I asked: "What's wrong?" "Come with me." He took me to his house. He went into the room and brought out an exquisite little wooden boat. I looked at the small wooden boat and he said: "I did this yesterday, and I'm going to pay you for it. I just made a mistake before, so don't be angry, okay? I..." "Actually, I wasn't right either, and I shouldn't have hurt you. The boat broke and I was so excited." He punched me lightly, and I "reciprocated" him politely. Let’s forget about it with a smile

The next morning, the doorbell rang, and Chen Ming came to go to school with me. A good friend is a good friend, and no small thing will affect the friendship! 8. Continuation of the essay

As a result, I wrote down the names of some people and found that I didn’t remember the last names of the people I was close to, so I was used to calling them names.

There are also some simple words that I have forgotten how to write, and some even write out other people’s nicknames. The classmates are so close that I have even forgotten their names.

There are also many typos. Chinese characters have many homophones for "Broad and Profound", so it is normal to make mistakes, but we should remember the charm of respect for the people around us, otherwise we will make jokes. A salesman once said Such an example. His job was to attract customers for Johnson & Johnson, one of which was a drugstore.

Every time he goes to this store, he always greets the salesperson at the counter before going to see the owner. One day, he went to this store, and the owner suddenly told him that he didn't have to come here again. He didn't want to buy Johnson & Johnson products anymore, because many of Johnson & Johnson's activities were designed for food markets and cheap stores, and for small medicines and groceries. The store is no good.

The salesman had to leave the store. He drove around the town for a long time and finally decided to go back to the store and explain the situation clearly.

When he walked into the store, he greeted the salesperson at the counter as usual, and then went inside to meet the store owner. The shopkeeper was happy to see him, welcomed him back with a smile, and ordered twice as much as usual.

The salesman was very surprised and didn't understand what happened after he left the store. The shop owner pointed to a boy selling drinks on the counter and said: "After you left the store, the boy selling drinks came over and told me that you were the only salesman who came to the store and greeted him.

He told me that if there is anyone worth doing business with, it should be you." From then on, the store owner became the salesman's best customer.

The salesman said: "I will never forget that caring and respecting everyone are qualities we must have." Caring for and respecting others requires noble sentiments and an open mind.

When you use your sincere heart to make the other person feel emotionally warm and happy, and spiritually enriched and satisfied, you will experience a beautiful and harmonious interpersonal relationship, and you will have many friends and achieve ultimate success. Human Anatomy Class This is a human anatomy class. A group of newly admitted college students came to a fresh specimen under the guidance of the professor.

The specimen is an old man who recently died. Before his death, he voluntarily donated his body to the medical school. Although some of his children objected, the old man's attitude was very firm.

In the end they had no choice but to comply with the old man's wishes. The glass cover was gently opened and the scalpel was in his hand. The old professor suddenly stopped and said to the students: "Let us mourn for three minutes of silence for this strange deceased!" The students were stunned for a moment. , and then took off the hats and scarves on their heads in unison.

Three minutes later, the old professor said: "Although this specimen was voluntarily donated by him, we have damaged his body after all, so we want to apologize to him!" The students quietly Listen, this anatomy class gave them two baptisms in life: one was the respect that the pure specimen gave them, and the other was the respect that the old professor gave them for respecting a body. The Dignity of a Beggar My friend Jim once told me a story that happened to him.

Every person living in this world has dignity, which is the spiritual pillar for them to live, even beggars are no exception. Jim once met a beggar in an underground passage where homeless people gathered.

That was a young man in his twenties. He was dressed in shabby clothes, holding a faded old guitar, and singing sad songs.

Scenes like this can be seen every day in this city. "People who can support themselves are here begging for charity from others. Why don't they feel blushing?" Thinking of this, Jim quickened his pace and walked forward.

Jim didn’t want to pay anything for such a person. The sad song was still ringing in Jim's ears, but Jim was in no mood to stop.

"Sir, please wait a moment.

"When Jim walked up the steps, a voice stopped Jim. Jim knew it was the beggar.

"It's okay if others don't give you money, but you still have to catch up and ask for money! I will never give money to such a person. Thinking of this, Jim said to him angrily: "I'm sorry, I don't have money to give you. I'm very busy now, please don't disturb me." "

"You misunderstood. I want to ask if this is your thing? "When Jim saw the wallet in his hand, he realized that it was his own wallet with a full ten thousand dollars in it. If the money was lost, Jim's work would be over. In an instant, Jim felt ashamed. , he misunderstood the beggar.

He was not asking Jim for anything, but to return Jim's lost wallet. Jim took the wallet very excitedly, and took it from the wallet to express his gratitude. He picked up a $10 bill and said to the beggar: “To express your gratitude, please accept a piece of my heart! "Sir, I need money, but I have my own principles." "

The young beggar said, "I hope you are in a good mood today and be careful next time. Goodbye, sir. ”

After saying that, he returned to the original place and continued to play the old guitar. The sound of the guitar, which he didn’t think was much at first, suddenly became so human. Jim stood there and felt that the surroundings were quiet. , only the sweet sound of the guitar lingers in my ears.

This is the dignity of a beggar. Respect cannot be bought by money. A rich man is very rich, but he does not get the respect of others. He was troubled and thought about how to gain the respect of everyone every day.

One day when he was walking on the street, he saw a ragged beggar on the street. A shiny gold coin was dropped from the broken bowl. Unexpectedly, the beggar was still busy catching lice without raising his head. The rich man couldn't help but get angry: "Are you blind? Didn't you see that what I gave you was a gold coin? The beggar still didn't look at him and replied, "It's up to you whether to give it to you or not. If you don't like it, you can take it back." "

The rich man was furious and got angry. He threw another ten gold coins into the beggar's bowl, thinking that this time he would lie down and thank him. Unexpectedly, the beggar still ignored him.

The rich man almost jumped up: "I will give you ten gold coins. You see clearly that I am a rich man. At least you should respect me. You can't even say thank you." " The beggar replied lazily: . 9. Continuation of the essay

I raised my head and glanced at him, then lay down on the table and ignored him.

"Huh? "His concerned words rang in my ears again. I said impatiently: "It has nothing to do with you? "He said aggrievedly: "Me.

I'm just concerned about you. What's wrong with you? "I ignored him. Tears were waiting impatiently in my eyes and flowed down unsatisfactorily.

What's wrong with me? Why do everyone misunderstand me? Where did I go wrong? Why did I Sister, why do you want to ignore me? Why did you use his little power to bully me? Didn’t you agree to exchange your heart for your heart? Why can I only get pieces of my own heart? Have I been reduced to this? To be comforted by someone who is ignored and despised by others, who is obviously more pitiful than me?