400 words of news composition for children falling from buildings.

Title: There are always memorable days in our lives, and it is this day that enriches our lives. "This day" may be so extraordinary from early morning to dusk, or it may be a moment that makes "this day" extraordinary. Please write an article of about 600 words on the topic of "Remember this day". 1, I remember "pa" on this day. As soon as I entered the alley, I heard the sound of throwing cups all the way, and my heart tightened and I hurried home. I met my neighbor head-on, and I knew from her eyes that something must have happened to my family again! When I arrived at the door, I heard the reverberation from the room, followed by my mother's crying. "Oh my God! Hand in hand! " I hurried into the house, only to find that my mother was covered with tears, her hair was unkempt, her coat was tattered, and her father's image was similar, showing that the two sides were evenly matched, but "men don't flick when they have tears." "I've had enough of this day, divorce! Divorce! " Mom's soprano almost pierced my eardrum. I looked at my mother and then at my father. Mom looks like she's going to break the fishing net, but dad is still old-fashioned: he takes things too seriously but can't end them, and looks like a warm soup. "Is it not playing mahjong? What happened to playing mahjong? Is it illegal? Do the police want you to take care of it? " Although my mother's education is not high, the quarrel is unambiguous, and the rhetorical question seems to be a barrage. At this time, dad had to listen. I am stupefied, it is for beating hemp pulp again! Mom and dad argued about it more than once. Alas! What do you think our ancestors invented? Why did they invent this thing? I don't know how many families were hurt. "Dad, mom, you stop arguing. I am hungry, and I have to review my lessons after dinner. " I look for opportunities to change the subject. As soon as my mother heard this, she stopped crying slowly, and I lost no time in handing out tissues. "You wait, I'll cook." Mother dried her tears and prepared to go to the kitchen. I thought to myself, it seems that this trick is quite useful. "Leave!" My mother was about to call a truce when my father hardened his attitude. A thunderous roar startled me. The muscles on his face are shaking violently and he looks really angry. I quickly dozen circle field: "dad, you have to think clearly: it doesn't matter if you leave, what can I do?" There is less than a month before the senior high school entrance examination. Do me a favor and wait until I finish my exams before getting divorced, okay? "At this time, the room was surprisingly quiet. For a long time, I heard my father sigh heavily. My mother looked at me guiltily, glanced at my father in fear, stood up silently, wiped her tears with the back of her hand, smoothed her messy hair and walked to the kitchen. Dad also silently picked up the broom and began to clean the battlefield. According to past experience, I know that the dawn of peace has finally arrived! I am proud of my excellent peacekeeping mission. After a while, the kitchen smelled of food and the floor was clean. Nothing seems to have happened at home except the messy clothes on both sides. While eating, I helped my parents with food and said sadly, "I love you, and no one can lose you." "I hope this is your last fight. Please remember this day and never forget it. " Mom and dad looked at each other and nodded at me hard. From their eyes, I believe that "war" will never come again. Comments: 1, the beginning of the article is fascinating and fascinating. 2. There are many language descriptions in the full text, which vividly shows this family storm. 2. I remember this bleak autumn night, outside the door, a vague figure accompanied by a knock at the door ... "Excuse me, can you turn down the volume?" Dad bowed his head and said to his neighbor on the fourth floor. "er ... ok!" Before he finished, his father interrupted him again. "My child is doing his homework. Your voice is ... a little loud. " "bang!" With the sound of closing the door, my father turned around, sighed and frowned lightly. Suddenly, the air around him seems to be trapped, only full of faint sadness and helplessness. This is an ordinary "landscape", which is familiar to residents of Building 6. Because, almost every day at this time, my father on the fifth floor will come over and ask my neighbors not to make any noise to influence me-a student who "struggles" for the senior high school entrance examination. But, who knows, there is no reason not to make a sound? Not to mention the buzzing sound from Aunt Zhang's washing machine on the sixth floor, even the rock music played by Xiao Wu on the fourth floor is enough to make me unable to do my homework with peace of mind. "Well, too influential! Say it again today! " Dad didn't wait for the "movement" to start playing, but wanted to say to his neighbor, "Dad, don't go. Why do people listen to you? " When I heard my father's complaint in the room, I felt like a walnut was suddenly knocked open, and the cool bitterness welled up in my heart. I can't help but rush out and say to him. "no!" Dad didn't listen to my persuasion at all and rushed out of the house. I lie prone in front of the window and can't bear to watch this moment: a father who is over half a year old is going to pay dignity for his daughter! One hand was raised, and just as I was about to "enjoy" the noise for a few minutes, suddenly, the sound disappeared! My father's hand "trying to knock on the door to stop" was instantly stiff. At this moment, Building 6 has returned to the scene of "All is silent". On this day, my heart was deeply shocked. I can't forget my father's love, but the silence of my neighbors moved me even more. Has the "scenery" disappeared? No, the once "scenery" is gradually sneaking into the night. Now, the silence of that day continues as always, and I keep this day in my heart. Remember this day, remember that moment, and remember the love of everyone around you. Because this day contains the love of my father, the understanding and concern of my neighbors, and my careful interpretation of the word "love"! Comment: 1, the theme of this article is love: father's love, neighbor's love, focusing on what my father and neighbors have done for me. Behind the "vague figure" and "knocking at the door" at the beginning of the article is the father's love. Second, in 2007, Jinan City, Shandong Province wrote a composition with the theme of "Eternal Beauty". 3. Beautiful Butterfly Life is short, but the beauty of life is eternal. The shower gradually stopped, and I went out of the stuffy room to get some air. My eyes suddenly lit up, ah! A colorful butterfly! Blue skirt, white ribbon, butterflies flying like fairies. Not far away, it is such a gorgeous flower that presents a different kind of beauty in the washing of rain. Butterflies are flying among the flowers, which disturbs my vision. Suddenly it flew again and landed on the trunk of a big tree next to me. Is it showing off its beauty to me? I stopped to watch. "poof!" The butterfly was hit by a raindrop and fell into a puddle under the tree. I froze. I don't know if I should hold it. My weak wings flapped feebly in the water. I suddenly found that my breathing was shortness of breath. Gradually, gradually, a miracle appeared. It climbed up to a small flower in a puddle bit by bit, erected its wet wings and trembled slightly in the wind. My heart is full of joy. The tenacious life finally overcame the bad luck. Suddenly a breeze blew and countless raindrops fell on the trees. The butterfly was unfortunately hit again and fell miserably. My heart aches. There are shallow ripples on the water, and this little life is still struggling. It's alive! I seem to feel the throb of powerful life! Pick it up carefully at once. The trembling wings closed slightly, and my heart fell with them. Weak butterfly, can you survive? Another gust of wind blew, the sky cleared up and a rainbow hung in the sky. That brave butterfly, after several attempts, finally jumped out of my hand and flew to Ran Ran ... I stood quietly watching. Respectable butterfly, for the sake of beauty, break the shackles of silk cocoon, for the sake of beauty, overcome the hardships of wind and rain, isn't it explaining to me the eternal beauty of life? Comments: 1, the central word: beauty, the beauty of life. Grasp the central word and the theme of the article. 2. The inscription and the ending echo from beginning to end, profoundly pointing out the theme of the article. Third, in 2007, Qingdao, Shandong Province, got full marks in the composition. Filial piety is the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation. "Xunzi Outline" points out: "The proprietors are respected by the nobles, and the elders are filial." "The Doctrine of the Mean" also said: "Filial piety is good at following people's aspirations and telling people things." Filial piety means being kind to parents, serving them wholeheartedly, obeying them, respecting them and caring for them. From this perspective, filial piety is the duty of children and the obligation of younger generations. Please write an article of about 600 words with the topic of "filial piety" and your own topic and style (except poetry and drama). The real school name and person's name shall not appear in the text. When the gift came home from school, my father was lying on the ground knitting a straw mat. When he saw me, he immediately stopped his work and looked at me transfixed. The surprise of reunion after such a long separation clearly flashed in his deep eyes. I quickly stepped forward to help him sit down and couldn't wait to report the good news I brought back: "Dad, I won the first place in the midterm exam!" " "Father nodded excitedly, revealing a face of excitement and joy:" ... aye! All right! ..... ""Dad! Tomorrow is your fifty-third birthday. I bought you a cigarette with a scholarship. "I dug out his birthday present from my bag with passion and presented it respectfully. Smoking is my father's greatest hobby in his life. Smoke has a strange magic that can keep him away from fatigue. Every time my father is tired in the field, he takes out a cheap and inferior cigarette from his pocket and lights it leisurely. In a concentrated and comfortable expression, he took a rest with a cigarette after working in the field. Finally, his physical strength seemed to have completely recovered, so he picked up farm tools and worked harder ... at this time, his father stayed behind and didn't pick it up. He stood up slowly and left the wooden bench. The expression on his face suddenly became complicated and his lips began to move violently, but no sound was made. " Dad! More than three yuan a pack of good cigarettes! "My father just stretched out his hand and shook his cigarette. I want to cry at the sight of his blue hands-my mother has long gone. For more than ten years, he has been running the house and the house alone, and he has to provide me with a study. People age quickly. I can't bear to see it. When I received the admission notice from the city's key middle school six months ago, I asked my father to give up his studies and help him. But he flatly refused, so he borrowed from the east and borrowed from the west to gather together 1200 yuan and sent me to the station: "Go and study hard. Everything will be fine after reading the book. After the holidays, I will go home to visit my relatives and bring my father two packs of good cigarettes, and my father will be satisfied. "When the bus was about to leave, my father rushed up again, struggled to climb up the window and told me," If you need money, just call your neighbor. Dad can help! " I nodded viciously with tears in my eyes ... at this time, I wanted my father to open the cigarette case at once, take out one and light it comfortably after being tired as usual. However, I can't. Father just held the cigarette in front of his eyes and stared at it emotionally. He looked at the cigarette and then at me. His eyes were full of tears. For a long time, he put down his cigarette carefully and said calmly, "I quit smoking." "Dad ..." I threw myself into my father's warm arms and sobbed. " Silly boy, why are you crying? You buy cigarettes with a scholarship, which is the best gift you can give your father! "Hearing this, I can't cry anymore. I let my father's rough hand fondle my head lovingly ... Comments: The characters are vivid and vivid, and the skills are: language+action, expression. Fourth, the title of the perfect composition in Changsha, Hunan Province in 2007: 1. Leave some gratitude in your heart. 2. I want to be _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ 2. Style is not limited, not less than 600 words; 3. There must be no real name, school name or place name in the text; 4. The surface of the roller is neat and clear. 5. Keep some gratitude in your heart. When the first ray of sunshine shines on the earth, it gives the warmest love to mankind; When the first ray of sunshine from the Yin Hui of the moon shines on the earth, it gives humanity the softest love; When my mother brought a cup of hot milk, it was my mother's greatest love for her family. -Inscription I once saw an advertisement. A little boy came up with a basin of water in his hand and said to his mother in a gentle voice, "mom, wash your feet!" "Looking at my mother's happy smile in the photo, I couldn't help crying. Yes, love, it's that simple. After entering middle school, a dull and inexplicable worry replaced the happiness and innocence of childhood. Before, my parents were the gods in my heart, but now, I have learned to talk back to them. That day, because my father's fried food didn't agree with my appetite, I made a scene and annoyed my mother who was in a good mood. Mother scowled and scolded, "As long as there is food, you are still so picky. "You always say that I don't give you face. Have you ever given me a good face?" Mother's pent-up anger erupted. As soon as I broke the bowl, I rushed into the room and slammed the door and sat there, letting tears flow everywhere. Soon, my father came in with a towel. He stroked my long hair, put a towel on my shoulder and simply said, "Go to sleep!" " "At this time, my father always appeared in front of me. However, I am disgusted. A man, like a full-time nanny, can hardly see his masculinity. I ignored my father and shouted, "I don't need your pity." "But dad didn't seem to care about my words, and still picked up a towel to wipe the tears on my face. Then he helped me make a quilt and gently helped me lie down. Dad went out, but I was lying in bed, unable to sleep. Late at night, mom and dad came in gently, and I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to sleep. " You are so worried, why did you curse so hard in the first place? "Dad said softly." You are not ignorant, I am impatient. "My mother explained," look at her crying so much, how can I feel at ease as a mother? But she always can't understand our pains! " "As soon as I heard this, my nose ached, tears rolled down and dripped down, soaking the pillow and melting the resentment in my heart. The rest is just silent gratitude. Love doesn't need to be deliberately arranged, as long as you feel it with your heart, it will quietly appear around you and me. Comment: 1, what are you grateful for? Appreciate father's love for mother's love. 2. The main body of this paper has written three contents: A, I am not sensible and often "talk back to them", starting from the opposite direction; B, describe dad's action language, and highlight fatherly love; C, describe the mother's action language, highlighting maternal love. Six, Zhengzhou City, Henan Province, in 2007, I was _ _ _ _ _ _ _ (happy, guilty, inspired) choose one of the three words in brackets, fill in the line, complete the topic, and then write. Requirements: ① Write a complete topic first. (2) Except poetry, the style is not limited; About 600 words. At that time, I was very happy that the first week of school was Sunday, so I had to finish an assignment: washing my mother's feet. "What have no, determined to wash feet? Even if I have to do the laundry, I will do it all day! " I've been mumbling. It's not that I don't want to wash it, I'm a little embarrassed, and my mother, she can't agree, she just wants me to study hard. No way, who makes me want to be a good student? Good students have to listen to their teachers, so I decided to say hello to my mother first when I go home on Saturday to prepare her mentally! "Mom, our teacher said, ... then ... then let's ..." I faltered quietly. "Let's do something, you'd better say it quickly. Don't talk like you borrowed books last time. Fortunately, you borrowed it, otherwise it will not affect your study? " My mother suddenly stopped talking and stared at me intently, not forgetting to nag. I dealt with it casually twice, but I just didn't say anything. I thought, isn't it just washing the basin twice? What's there? Clearly comfort yourself, I still can't sleep at night. After all, what else can we do? The night in the country is quiet and peaceful, and everything has entered a sweet dream. Only the lights in my mother's room are still shining brightly. I crept curiously near the door to hear what was going on inside. I haven't seen the sound for a long time, and I'm getting ready to get up. I vaguely heard: "What does her teacher want? Why didn't she say anything? " Suddenly, my eyes were moist. In the dead of night, only my mother was puzzled by my unfinished sentence. I also want to smell the sunshine in my bed. In order to let me go home and have a good sleep, my mother has been hanging, worried that I have something unhappy. I can no longer hold back my feelings, and I have never been embarrassed. I gently carried a basin of water, took a towel and knocked on my mother's door. "Mom, I haven't slept. Will you open the door for me? " I whispered with infinite gratitude and deep guilt. "Why did you sleep so late? Is it uncomfortable? " Mom's surprised expression made me feel guilty again. "No, mom, you haven't slept so late. Let me wash your feet, so that you will be more comfortable. You can have a good rest! " I said with a smile, holding back my tears, and took the basin of water as I spoke. "No, no, you are still doing your homework tomorrow. Go back to your room and sleep. I washed my feet early. Besides, you said today ... ""Mom, sit down and I'll tell you while washing. " Mother sat down in some confusion. "Mom, our teacher said let's study hard and repay our mother when we grow up." While rubbing my mother's feet seriously, I had an intimate conversation with her with tears hidden. That time, I was very happy. I found myself growing up overnight. At that time, I found my self-esteem. I will never forget the "old-fashioned" coronation ceremony held by my English teacher. On that day, the English teacher came to teach us in western fashion with a smile on her feet. Her leather shoes rattled back and forth on the teacher. Suddenly, "Kaka" paused, and she stopped in front of me in surprise. "Whose smelly shoes are these? Take them off in the aisle?" It turned out to be my shoes. I have beriberi and have the habit of taking off my shoes. I sat on the edge of the aisle again, and I don't know when my shoes ran to the middle of the aisle. "Sorry, teacher, it's mine." I said. "It's yours-look at your dress, you old-fashioned, you don't pay attention to appearance at all!" The eyes of my classmates fell on me like daggers, and I had to throw away my self-esteem and accept the laurel of "old-fashioned". I have to listen to my father's instruction: "If you lose your self-esteem, lose it." . Just don't neglect the teacher, don't offend the classmates, and learn to bow and keep your eyebrows down ... "So, when someone says," Old-fashioned, give me duty today! " I said, "All right, all right! " ; When someone says, "antique, do my English practice!" " I said, "All right, all right! " ; When the teacher says "old-fashioned, sit in the back, it will affect the class capacity here!" " "I said," All right, all right! " ..... I want to laugh with my head held high, like a chivalrous man who laughs after drinking a jar of wine in a movie. But I opened my mouth, but I couldn't remember the technical essentials of laughing at the moment. At this time, our head teacher rushed into the class. "Tell you a good news, the composition of AA students in our class has come out," I am an old country without dignity ",which is very touching!" "AA- old school?" "Old school-AA?" Finally, my classmates gave me another look. I cried with a "wow", but it was the baby's cry. I held my head high in that English class, but later the English teacher bowed his head and finished the class. Haha, find the feeling of self-esteem, cool! Eight, in 2007, Jiaxing City, Zhejiang Province, got full marks for the composition topic: I am proud of my school and my class; I am proud of my parents and my friends; I am very proud because of my struggle and success ... Please write a short article entitled "I am proud of _ _ _ _ _ _ _". Requirements: (1) Fill in a word on the horizontal line to make the topic complete. (2) the style is not limited; (3) No less than 600 words (no less than 20 lines of poetry); (4) no plagiarism; (5) There should be no real place names, school names and names in the text. 8. I am proud of my friend. I'm used to having your comfort when I'm sad and your encouragement when I'm depressed. I idolize you, laugh with me, cry with me and be crazy with me, Yu Zi (pen name). You know, I have always been proud of you. Remember the scene when we first met? You smile at me, your beautiful eyes shine with charming light, and I smile at you. From then on, we became good friends. Since then, you have cared about me, encouraged me, tolerated me and taught me a lot. That time, there was a little too much homework and I didn't finish it. I want to borrow your copy. Never angry. You are angry with me. You said, "How could you do that? Do you want to cheat the teacher and yourself? Do you know what the consequences will be? I am so disappointed in you. " That time, I was criticized by the teacher for not finishing my homework. I was so angry that I ignored you for a long time. Later, you apologized to me. However, Yu Zi, I am the one who really should apologize! Remember that time? I quarreled with my parents, and I ran out of the house crying. It was raining hard, so I ran hard and let the rain hit my face. Look, you take me home and put on your clothes for me. "Cry if you want, don't hold back." Watching me hold back my tears, you said to me while wiping the tears and rain on my face. I hugged you and cried. "Why don't you ask me what happened?" I sobbed. "What you want to say will naturally be said." "I quarreled with my mother ..." I choked up. You didn't say anything, so you got up and poured me a cup of hot tea: "Warm up, don't catch a cold." "Thank you, that's very kind of you. My mother is not as good as you. " "Really? Just a bowl of hot tea is like this, but you know that your mother has paid so much for you, don't you feel anything? " "Remember that feature film that the teacher told us in Chinese class?" You smiled at me. "You mean that girl, who ran away from home, was grateful to meet an old man who helped her, and was later moved by the old man's words!" "Well, remember. I remember that time you talked about your feelings and moved us all, but now everything falls on you. Why are you so irrational? " I was silent. After a while, I rushed home in the rain and burst into tears at my parents. Thank you, Yu Zi! You gave me help, comfort and encouragement. Now that I am graduating, I really can't bear to leave you. Perhaps, time will dilute many things, but no matter what, it can't dilute our friendship or my memory of you. Yu Zi, I will always be proud of you. 9. I am proud of my father. My father is an ordinary teacher. He didn't do anything great, and he didn't have many glorious titles. He is not tall, handsome and has no beautiful voice, but he makes me proud of him. I am proud of his dedication and selfless dedication; I am proud because he works hard; I am proud because he has the courage to explore and keep making progress. But what makes me more proud is his conscious responsibility. It was an evening when my father took me home from school. I sat in my father's back seat, chatting with my father about interesting things at school like a sparrow. The wind whizzed past my ears, and my father's face turned back from time to time was full of spoil. At this time, I feel that I am the happiest child in the world. Suddenly, I flung myself on my father's back. Dad turned his head, touched my head with a generous hand, and raised an apologetic smile at the corner of his mouth. "Don't worry? Red light! " Dad pointed to the red warning light that was on in front. I looked around and there were almost no people. Not far from the roadside is an endless field, so quiet that I can almost hear frogs. I pushed my father away and said coquetry, "Dad, let's go! Nobody saw it anyway! There should be no danger in such a remote place. " Dad didn't speak, just shook his head for a long time, until the light changed from red to green, and he looked at both sides again before he pushed forward with confidence. The road is still clear, but my father's breath is getting more and more dignified. Looking at the back of my father's head, it feels like a century. Finally, my father said, "It's our duty and responsibility to obey the traffic laws, whether there is anyone here or not. This is to respect your own life, but also to respect the lives of others! Learn to be patient, don't hate it because of a small step! " I was shocked and suddenly felt two fires burning on my cheeks. A kind of shame, a kind of respect, a kind of remorse, grows from my heart. Dad added, "Sometimes, at the crossroads of life, you have to learn to wait …" Finally, we are home! It's the first time I feel that it's such a long way home. I jumped out of the car and my father pushed the cart into the shed. For the first time, I feel that my father's back is so high. I think this is a kind of personality strength. Greatness often appears in the ordinary, and the unknown greatness in the ordinary may be the real greatness. Do not seek worldly fame, but a clear conscience. From then on, whenever I walk at the crossroads, in real life or on the road of life, when the red light flashes relentlessly, I always think of my father and his words. I began to learn to wait patiently. At the moment when the light changed from red to green, I was full of self-confidence and pride, and walked on the road to the distance with a calm and calm ... Whenever this time, I would say: I am proud because I have an ordinary but great father. 9. What is the happiness of Jinhua City in Zhejiang Province in 2007? Happiness is sometimes a kind of possession, sometimes a kind of waiting, sometimes a kind of touching. Harvest is a kind of happiness, and giving is also a kind of happiness; Success is happiness, and indifference to tranquility is also happiness ... In fact, happiness is around us, in every bit of our life, in every footprint on our growth path. Please write a composition on the topic "This is happiness". 10, this is happiness. Speaking of winter vacation, we are the happiest. Look, isn't that light light blue! Look at those big "learned" glasses and you will know how talented this person should be. Strangely, after the holiday, she, who has always had a strong personality, was able to "yield" to her mother and raised her long hair with great ambition for five years. With a click, she lost it instantly and forced herself into a tomboy. We asked her how she was willing to give up, and she said, "Little girl can bend and stretch! Nothing. " As he spoke, he shook his neat short hair. Hey, we almost fainted! "Well, let's go and play today." Ding Meng, who always likes reading, but doesn't like playing, came today. "Hey, the sun is coming out in the west." "Well, let's play badminton today. It is the most popular now. " "Then let's go!" Under the blue speech, we in running all the way. When we came to a good place, we said we would start from scratch. First of all, it was kicked by light light blue. She is really good at talking. When she kicked 10, a scud appeared in front of us, and the super 2 1 century martial arts action was completed. This will make us happy and make us uneasy. However, she always thinks that her technology is first-class. Hands crossed, mouth twisted, only heard "look at me", which was an eye-opener ...100,1kloc-0/... until 120, we all looked at each other. Ingenious Yingying spoke, and she said, "Let's take turns to play." "Be, be, I agree with both hands and feet. This is a famous specialty! " "Come, come, let's get started. Tell you what, Sister Light Light, you kick first. Your skills are unusual. " Actually, I'm already laughing internally. "You, I'll take me first and look at me." I saw an unexpected guest flying towards me. Before I could reflect, I saw two other "wow" sounds. I looked back, and the shuttlecock was behind me. "Nothing, now; It's my turn to kick, see how you laugh at me again, get ready! " "Hey, why didn't it listen to me today?" "Hey, how can your shuttlecock be kicked down?" Yingying looked miserable and snickered. "Bang-"I played well, but Yingying couldn't catch it. It's my turn to laugh this time. "Ha ha, you guys really lose face, look at me!" Before she could kick, we had already reached out our fists to chase. "Stop …" "Help, ah …" Happiness rippled above our heads. Such happiness, who can say that this is not happiness? The rest can't be lost. Let me give you a website.