Excerpts of 500 words of beautiful articles

Excerpts of 500-word essays (1) Nameless Pain

The soft moonlight faintly shines on the dark clouds, showing a strange beauty. The empty campus seemed very dull, and the sound of reading filled the campus. At this moment, I was sitting in the classroom, with books piled on the table, looking out the window, and I was fascinated by the charming night scene.

There is a nameless pain in my heart, a kind of heartache that is obviously very painful but I can’t describe the feeling. Tears will flow out inadvertently, but I don’t, I just hold it in my heart, it’s just heartache. For a long time. I always feel that I am always alone, crying alone, laughing alone, crying alone at night, no one knows. What was it like to experience loneliness for the first time? It even makes me feel unable to breathe. Maybe this world is originally so lonely. I feel so tired, so tired, and I feel like I never belonged to this world, like I am superfluous.

The moonlight shines gently through the window, reflecting on my face, or shining on my heart. Pain is a kind of nameless pain, and it is a kind of heartache that is obviously very painful but cannot be described. The memory in my mind appears in front of my eyes, and the memory gradually changes from clear to blurry until it disappears. What does it feel like? It's just a nameless pain.

I’ve never known what it’s like to lose, I’ve never known what it’s like to be alone, I’m just used to being alone, so why bother anymore? The nameless pain in my heart slowly appeared, pain? So what, life is still going on as usual, just get used to all this.

The moonlight shines into my heart, and the pain in my heart slowly subsides. Just get used to it.

Excerpt of a 500-word essay (2) Summer

The passionate summer has arrived, and the scenery of my hometown has also changed somewhat.

Look! Look, the lake has changed, becoming clear and bright. The blue sky in the lake is as blue as if it was dyed with paint. The ever-changing white clouds rose from the east to the west, like naughty children. The red father-in-law Sun seemed to be drunk, his face became redder and redder.

Look, there are countless butterflies and birds flying in the sky, as if a grand party is being held. Sometimes in a circle, sometimes in lines, the flying birds seem to be singing, listen! How beautiful, how sweet. "Chirp... chirp..." It's like asking us to play together!

Look, the wind girl is no longer serving in heaven, she has come to the earth. "Huhu..." a long sound, caressing the trees and stepping across the houses, "rustling..." as if to accompany it, the trees are all dancing, how refreshing! The children also felt cool and said, "The wind has become so refreshing!"

Look, the small bridge on the small lake has become so busy. In the early morning, people crossing the river crowded across the small bridge. At noon, the scorching sun was in the sky. The farmers had to water the crops, and the small bridge had to endure some hardships. In the afternoon, the scenery was beautiful, and the sunset was dazzling red. Everyone Why not go and take a look? Look, there are so many lotus flowers on the lake. In the morning, the flowers opened their pink petals and floated on the lake, like a round boat. The huge stamens spread their fragrance all over the village with the help of the summer wind. There is nothing good about just those "little sharp corners", just waiting to bloom, but the clusters of lotus flowers attract many dragonflies. That poem is so well said! "The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it!"

Everything changes with the seasons and becomes so beautiful! I hope you will also visit my hometown next year.

Excerpts of 500-word essays (3) Walking in the woods

In the morning, I got up extra early. At that time, the sun was still hiding in the mountains in the east.

After I finished washing, I went for a walk in the bamboo forest behind my house. On the road, dragonflies stood on the grass, small bamboos, and sticks beside the road. There were so many that I was dazzled, so many that I couldn't even count them. I couldn't help but catch one with my hands. Its transparent wings and two big eyes made me couldn't help but let it go.

Emerald green bamboo, green leaves, and thick branches constitute a tall bamboo. I walked in the bamboo forest, shuttling between the gaps between bamboos, like a child, Innocently catching butterflies and dragonflies.

After a while, a ray of sunlight shined into the bamboo forest. I don’t know what kind of moment it was. Thousands of rays of sunlight penetrated into the bamboo forest, penetrating the bamboo forest and making the bamboo forest full of life. and vitality.

As I walked, I came to a cluster of flowers. There were many flowers on it, some in full bloom, some in bud... The flowers in full bloom showed their grace to the world. The buds are just waiting to bloom, like a shy girl.

I walked in the bamboo forest, shuttled between the bamboo forests, strolling, searching, searching for the world... Excerpts of 500-word high school essays

1. Looking up, the end of the park path , a tree with almost only branches, under which I have only memories in my mind.

2. I just want a glass of boiled water, because it is transparent, because it is clear, because it is tasteless.

3. Trying to accept a new environment, new classmates, new teachers, and even a new self is also a kind of growth and training. The trees on the way to school were dazzlingly green, the sky was deep blue, and I was thinking: High school, I'm coming!

4. In fact, those who seem to be fine on the surface are more miserable because they dare not reveal their emotions too much. It’s not that they don’t want to cry, it’s just that they don’t want to make the people who cherish them uncomfortable. . You don't know how much they long for someone to come up to them, bend down, touch their hair, hug them, and say softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here." But these words, this No one said anything about the slight concern, even I forgot about it.

6. Would you like to give me a glass of boiled water?

7. Transparent makes people forget, clear makes people ignore, and tasteless makes people heartache.

8. On this day, I opened my hazy sleepy eyes and watched the raindrops dance happily on the window, listened to the angry roar of Father Lei, and felt the terrifying eyes of Grandma Dian. It is conveying an unfathomable message.

10. I really want to be willful and not think about my own mistakes, and then deceive myself and tell myself that I am not wrong, it is just something. I think everyone would laugh at me for this childish behavior! Because even I would laugh unconsciously first. Why? You have to wait until things become memories before you regret them in your memory. Is that what is called growth? Because there is growth, is there the vicissitudes of time and the choice between right and wrong?

11. Although my childhood was happy, it was inevitably a bit bitter at times. Some things can't help but leave a shadow in my heart. This once again threw me into confusion. Similarly, by accident, I read the book Gorky's Childhood. His childhood was so miserable. In his childhood, there were only beatings and scoldings without warmth, but he was able to survive such adversity. , which has made a lot of difference, it’s really impressive! I began to reflect: What are the difficulties I encountered? I should be optimistic and as strong as a rock. I trained myself amidst uncertain factors. Since then, my mental outlook has taken on a new look: I have become confident in life, I am happy every day, and a bright smile often appears on my face.

12. The moon sets and the stars sink, and day replaces night. The morning sun showed circles of blush at the end of the sky, accompanied by the clear sound of the alarm clock, and the lazy breeze gently brushed my face through the window. I slowly opened my eyes, sat up suddenly, and then I really realized that I, a girl who is about to turn 15, will soon become a high school student preparing for the college entrance examination. And all this seems so incredible to me!

13. For the last time, the factor of spiritual sustenance was eliminated. In the process of time, the untouched dawn no longer gave me a chance.

To lose faith is to forget it, and then indulge your innocence for the last time. In those long years, let the vicissitudes of life cover the young cheeks, and then the passage of life leads to a farther future.

14. Perhaps, there will still be parting, it will still be those months in autumn, and our sadness will not change with time, still strong and never faded. We hope that the days when we will be evergreen together will always wither. Go, I only wish that I can turn into fallen leaves and memories, and meet my thoughts at this time every year...

15. Without a nap, in the cloudy weather, accompanied by the late autumn and early winter north wind, I Strolling around in the small Yancheng, there were very few people on the street. The store employees yawned again and again, and lazily arrived at the park, stepping on the golden carpet paved all the way, taking advantage of it being thick and dense enough, and the wind was not strong enough. Anxious, I strolled here to my heart's content, opening my past diaries in my mind, and the just-right atmosphere sketched out memories of autumn.

16. I really didn’t want to say goodbye, so I didn’t send myself away when no one left during the holiday. It felt like saying goodbye alone. It felt like the failed confession of a secret crush. It was bitter and embarrassing. I couldn’t stand it. I want to remember you. Be willing to deceive yourself not to tell me that I have lost you. Even if it's autumn, as long as you don't tell the big tree that it's autumn and you don't give it the autumn wind, it will still give it warmth, and it will be evergreen like the autumn trees in the South.

17. Books are the golden key to open the door to human wisdom; books are the ladder of human progress; books are good medicine when people fail and are depressed.

18. Some things may not succeed even if you work hard, but you will definitely not succeed if you don’t work hard. Some words may be nonsense, but if you say them, you won't regret it. Some people don't have to be her, but she is the only one. I remember that I used to ask others what happiness is, and others also asked me. I can't always explain it, but I recently saw a very interesting and heart-warming sentence. What is happiness? Happiness is when dogs eat meat, cats eat fish, and Ultraman fights little monsters. For me, happiness is very simple, as simple as a glass of boiled water. I used to be sad for someone’s departure or the failure of something, but not anymore, because at least I still have someone worth missing. Someone worth crying for. At least I did it and I don't regret it.

19. I don’t want to do this, but I can’t. What I have been pursuing is just a gust of wind in autumn. I know clearly that it is a figure that I cannot chase, but I still foolishly search for it all over the mountains and fields. Maybe I am really stupid, but who knows that it is everything to me? Even if it's stupid, I'm willing to do it. In fact, we are all the same, and we keep making mistakes for some obsession in our hearts, but we are not wrong, it is just that things are wrong, right? But it is undeniable that we have been escaping and escaping from our supposed trajectory.

20. It seems that the life and memories of the three years of junior high school are too familiar and too profound for me. We cried together, went crazy, and made trouble together. There were joys, sorrows, unforgettable friendships, and the shyness of adolescence. It seems that "go to junior high school and study with classmates" is such an unshakable theorem that it has even penetrated into the bone marrow. Even during military training, I never thought that one day I would leave the familiar environment and go to a strange place to start my new study life, or that I was running away from something. But now, the reality is so nakedly in front of me, and I feel inexplicable panic.

21. We were nervously preparing for exams back then. Now we can laugh at them as much as we want. At that time, our buddies who laughed and laughed all day long are now hard to see their voices and smiles. High school love turned into a long-distance relationship, getting together or breaking up, and my head suddenly became empty. The more we laugh, the heavier our hearts become... We are going to college.

24. Only after experiencing some things do you know what is right and what is wrong, what should be done and what should not be done, what is worthy and what is not worthy. Whenever I see others walking the same path as me, I often can't help but meddle in their own business, but what I get in return is: What do you know, you are not me. yes! I'm not you, but you're not me either, so how do you know that I don't understand.

25. I think about the girl I liked for a long time in high school, and then in my third year of high school I met a fat guy who was even worse than me when looking at it from the other side. I think about the first time we fought and it turned out to be a verbal dispute. I think about the teacher in high school who was... My classmates are very angry or I am very angry. I think of the teacher who fought with me and wanted him to die. Now I feel relieved. I remember more of my good friends, good buddies, and a few people with whom I have good relationships. Good girl, you have done a lot of crazy things, and you may never do them again in this life.

26. Books give people a lifetime of insights. Books make the prodigal son come back. Books are healing medicine for wounds.

27. Suddenly, I realized that I can no longer escape from things because I have a lot of youth. Youth is actually very short, so short that it is fleeting. I must use my short youth to pave a bright road for my future and set sail to chase my dreams. As someone said: A person who has never left footprints on the road with his own feet will not find a road that truly belongs to him. Really, there is no such thing as invincibility. In the face of time and distance, they were defeated early on and fled. I don’t want my future self to regret for my current inaction.

28. I was suddenly shocked: I have to go to school to get my transcript today. When I came to school, I was holding a piece of white paper in my trembling hands. I couldn't help but feel shocked. I didn't do well in the exam. I returned home disappointed and was interrogated by three courts. In recent days, I have been crying. I thought: It’s all the exam’s fault! I came to the study room and was suddenly attracted by a book: How Steel Was Tempered. Opening the book and reading it, I suddenly realized: How can I get the fragrance of plum blossoms without going through a bone-chilling cold? Thinking about it, I am full of confidence and will meet future challenges with full enthusiasm. Sure enough, hard work paid off and I was at the top of the class with excellent results. I was overjoyed.

29. We have spent different times in different times, and then we have left many different stories in the flow of time. In the stories, we can choose ourselves at will. role.

30. Indeed, books have benefited me a lot.

34. Sometimes I have to think this way again. Many things have to be traced over the years to realize that the wind will leave shadows everywhere, and so will people. I don’t know if I’m too sad or it’s just the way things are. Many things are not so absolute in the beginning. Looking back on my face of determination at the time, it seems so ridiculous now. A 500-word excerpt of a beautiful essay in the first grade of junior high school

A 500-word excerpt of a beautiful essay in the first grade of junior high school (1) Memory

In the Chinese textbook of the second grade of junior high school, there is an article by Mr. Wang Zengqi titled "Scream". Simple but interesting, it vividly reproduces the sound characteristics of old Beijing hutongs. The interesting description of the shouts made my mind wander. I wanted to dive into the textbook, enter another colorful world, and try every snack. Therefore, sometimes I will dig out my memories, sort them out one by one, and carefully search for the images of shouting and snacks in my mind. However, my writing is limited and I can only express one or two of them, which makes me feel sad. .

The first sound in my memory is the sound of popsicles being sold on the streets in summer. When I was sweating profusely from playing in the yard, I felt extremely excited when I heard the sound of popsicles. The manager asked for a dime and ran to spend it. The hawkers are usually from other villages, riding a big bicycle, with a white box on the iron frame behind it, covered tightly by a thick quilt. I clutched the small dime tightly, looking forward to the cool world under the quilt. The moment the box was opened, a popsicle jumped out. In just a moment, the vendor quickly took out a popsicle and closed the box. This process must be short-lived, because if it is delayed for a long time, the heat can turn the ice cubes into ice water like crazy. They usually ride their bicycles through the villages and alleys, shouting again and again, "popsicle---popsicle---". This sound is relatively slow. After a pause of two to three seconds, the word "ice" is followed by the word "stick". Only then will he slowly appear with his son Huayun. There is also a crispy fish seller, a middle-aged uncle with dark skin, who also rides an old bicycle and is as dark as him.

His voice was that kind of bass, and it felt like the voice was rising from his chest and then being suppressed by his throat. He could only shout out in a low voice, "Suyu ai... Suyu ai", which gave him an inexplicable sense of vicissitudes of life. The crispy fish he makes can be summed up in one word: salty. If it's salty, you have to eat some steamed buns and flatbreads. It is precisely because of the saltiness that he can sell crispy fish in the summer, otherwise the crispy fish would have turned into smelly fish. At that time, one dollar could buy a lot. We ate part of it and gave the other part to the cats. The crispy fish is very small and thin, slightly larger in size, and has a lot of spines, so after people's conditions improved, it almost became a stunt in the countryside. The popsicle went into the refrigerator in the supermarket. I wonder if the salty crispy fish has found its place.

There is only one hawking sound on the street in winter: candied haws. There was a large board made of sorghum poles in front of the car, which looked similar to the windshield in front of the car today. There are many shiny candied haws on it, which looks very beautiful. The hawker couldn't pronounce his words clearly, and he always said "the sugar is mushy". People laughed at him, and the sugar was mushy. Can you still eat this candied haws? He still yelled like that, and he didn't change it until he disappeared. There are many kinds of shouts on the street, and of course they don't happen every day. The scattered sounds add a bit of excitement to the street. When I was a child, conditions in the countryside were not good. Even if there was a market every five days, it was not always possible to buy what I needed at the market. In this way, street vendors use their bicycles to give people more choices.

Excerpts of 500 words from the first grade essay (2) Goodbye! Seventh grade!

Time is like a trickling stream. In the blink of an eye, it carries me through another spring and autumn. Waving my hand, I have said goodbye to the first grade of junior high school; waving my hand, I have also welcomed the second grade of junior high school. There is too much reluctance in my heart. I have laughed, cried, and been crazy. I will never forget it...

In seventh grade, we still have childlike innocence, struggling to escape from the empty and boring days, and want to explore the world outside the wall. When we climbed to the top of the wall, we found that the world outside the wall was still the same. We like the continuous sunshine in the afternoon, lying on the green grass like a moldy sock to bask in the sun, letting the breeze blow through our hair and our cheeks. The feet of time are as soft as the gust of wind, passing through our bodies and sad years. In my heart, there is only too much love left, for those unknown memories that are exclusive to us.

We in the seventh grade were so strong and wanted to save face. After failure and collapse, we rushed out of the house in the rain like crazy beasts. Thin raindrops were densely woven diagonally in the sky, dotted with into a hazy net. Although the wind is not that biting, it is still a bit cool. Walking quietly on the deserted road, it seems that the whole world is so gray and wants to give up on me. Tears poured out uncontrollably as I hesitated. Suddenly, the rain stopped. When I raised my head, a pure umbrella bloomed on top of my head like a summer jade lotus that emerged from the mud and remained unstained. in my heart. Laughed, cried, hugged each other tightly.

In seventh grade, we have vibrant dreams. The bell rings every morning as expected, and one dash of graceful figures passes by, following the light melody, facing the fiery morning sun, flying into the distance, heading all the way to the destination. On the playground, Class 83, we formed a colorful picture, slowly spreading over time, so beautiful yet so vigorous. Time seems to have stood still. An eternal moment...

We in seventh grade are a big family filled with happiness and joy. We once felt guilty for slamming the door because of a teacher; we also laughed loudly because of a classmate's joke; we also shouted loudly together for our hard work in the sports meeting... Time is like a butchered pig. Knives, knives make people grow old. We in the eighth grade will join hands and run towards the future and towards our passionate dreams. I believe that those tiny moments cannot flow through my fingers after all, and will be held tightly in the palm of my hand.

Excerpts of 500-word essays on the first day of junior high school (3) Wind

The wind blows quietly, rolling the thin fallen leaves in the air, up and down, scaring the fallen leaves to scatter everywhere; The wind was playing everywhere on the river again, and the water was rippled.

The wind seems to be everywhere, and no one can escape its traces, just like it chases the invisible waves in the middle of the river bank. The wind seems to understand, comfort, and pour simple feelings.

I listened to the breeze, smelled the fragrance of the colorful flowers, and looked at the natural scene. The wind swayed the big trees and soothed me with the harmonious and pleasant sound. It touches me, nourishes my soul, allows me to swim in the natural world, leaves those grudges behind, and lets my brain enjoy simplicity.

An old man wearing reading glasses and holding a cane stopped there, his eyes shining with wisdom, using his sensitive ears to feel the wind's talk and comfort, Let the wind blow away the noise and vulgar words on the street and let the old man indulge in its embrace.

A disappointed worker was holding a low-quality cigarette in his mouth, exhaling black smoke, frowning, eyes closed, and he was thinking for a long time. I saw the gusts of breeze blowing away the black smoke without a trace, gently soothing the closed eyes, slowly relaxing the frowning brows, and letting the worker reveal a rare smile. , slowly purifying one's disappointment in the breeze...

The wind purifies the grudges in the world. Under the blowing of the wind, the lovely child gradually falls asleep... The wind quietly lingers in the room. , blowing the soft lullaby, letting the child fall asleep in that warm embrace, dreaming of beautiful dreams. The wind uses its simple scenery to allow people to swim in nature and recall in their minds, allowing us to slowly purify in this breeze... 500-word excerpts of junior high school essays

500-word excerpts of junior high school essays ( 1) Books

Books are the golden key that opens the door to human wisdom; books are the ladder of human progress; books are good medicine when people fail and are depressed.

Indeed, books have benefited me a lot.

On this day, I opened my hazy sleepy eyes and watched the raindrops dance happily on the window, listened to the angry roar of Father Lei, and felt the terrifying eyes of Grandma Electric, which seemed to convey... with an unfathomable message.

I was suddenly shocked: I had to go to school to get my transcript today. When I came to school, I was holding a piece of white paper in my trembling hands. I couldn't help but feel shocked. I didn't do well in the exam. I returned home disappointed and was interrogated by three courts. In recent days, I have been crying. I thought: It’s all the exam’s fault! I came to the study room and was suddenly attracted by a book: How Steel Was Tempered. Opening the book and reading it, I suddenly realized: How can I get the fragrance of plum blossoms without going through a bone-chilling cold? Thinking about it, I am full of confidence and will meet future challenges with full enthusiasm. Sure enough, hard work paid off and I was at the top of the class with excellent results. I was overjoyed.

In my childhood, although I was happy, it was inevitably a bit bitter at times. Some things inevitably leave a shadow in my heart. This once again threw me into a confusing area of ??doubt. Similarly, by accident, I read the book Gorky's Childhood. His childhood was so miserable. In his childhood, there were only beatings and scoldings without warmth, but he was able to survive such adversity. , which has made a lot of difference, it’s really impressive! I began to reflect: What are the difficulties I encountered? I should be optimistic and as strong as a rock. I trained myself amidst the uncertain factors. Since then, my mental outlook has taken on a new look: I have become confident in life, I am happy every day, and a bright smile often appears on my face.

Books make people realize a lifetime. Books make the prodigal son come back. Books are healing medicine for wounds.

Excerpts of 500 words from junior high school essays (2) Confidence

Chairman Mao has a very good poem: "If you are confident in your life of two hundred years, you will be able to swim three thousand miles into the water." This poem Although it is about swimming, it reveals the poet's confidence and heroism in life.

Confidence means believing in yourself and enriching yourself. Having self-confidence can turn haze into sunshine. Losing self-confidence can turn sunshine into haze.

When a new day comes, are you running for your ideals? When the sun rises from the east, can you grasp the slightest ray of sunshine? Only people with ideals and self-confidence can still feel the warmth of the sun and the colorful life despite their busy schedule.

Life is originally a bumpy road, full of challenges and setbacks; just like sailing on the sea, it can't be smooth sailing, there will be magnificent waves, and there will be big waves; there will be sunshine and thunderstorms along the way.

In life, if we cannot change the environment, we must learn to adapt to the environment; if we cannot change others, we must change ourselves; if we cannot change things, we must try to change our views on things. Many times, attitude can determine the height, and self-confidence can determine the length and change your life.

Only when people learn to be confident, learn to manage themselves, not give up or abandon easily, never give up until the last moment, work hard to abide by the rules of good life, and believe in themselves, can they make themselves better. Always in an invincible position.

A successful life is inseparable from self-confidence. Perhaps only those who have self-confidence dare to say that as wide as a person's vision is, his ideal will be big. Each one is different.

In fact, when people live in the world, they must constantly enrich themselves and refine themselves. Only by working hard can you have your own place. Only by giving up can you take responsibility, and only by giving up can you gain. Failure is not your original intention. , success is no accident.

No matter how hard you work, you can only find gold by blowing all the sand." The porcelain plate is too simple. Six knives can make a tool, and it will be spat on and trampled on for a lifetime; there are countless things to do to make a Buddha statue. It takes thousands of cuts and thousands of hammers to achieve perfection, and finally it is respected and worshiped by thousands of people. It is also like the Buddha who has to go through many hardships and hardships to achieve his true goal.

People should not live too simply. They must become humane tomorrow and then start their own way of life. Believe in yourself, keep pursuing, work hard to strengthen your connotation, achieve self-confidence in life, rule the world, and love to work hard. Will win.

500 words excerpt from junior high school essays (3) Happiness

Some people ask, what is the taste of happiness? This is a good question, but most people think it is too difficult. , some people can't explain it all their lives, and some people just draw conclusions at the beginning of their lives. Yes, this is a question worth studying, and the answers are different. Someone once told me:

Happiness is very simple. Being able to do what you want to do and do it well

Yes, the tree is very happy. He has stayed silent for a hundred years and watched the flowers bloom and fall, which also adds luster to the world. He can be himself. It should do it. It has no regrets when it falls, because it finally gets happiness. Happiness is so ordinary and simple to it, and it spends its life to complete this eternal watch.

The wind is happy. It can go wherever it wants to go in life. The wind is the messenger of the four seasons. The spring breeze blows the green earth, the autumn wind brings the heat, the summer wind brings vitality, and the winter wind can travel around the world. It works hard. Spreading beauty to the world must be a happy thing, and there is nothing happier than sharing happiness with others.

Those who work hard are happy, because those who work hard have their own happiness. Goal, work hard for this goal, this process may be very difficult. When you achieve success, you will have a sense of accomplishment and happiness when you reflect on the ups and downs of your efforts. People's feelings are rich, and those who work hard will definitely. If you can do what you want to do, you will also be happy.

There are many theories about happiness since ancient times. People's feelings are different and everyone has different feelings. There is an answer to happiness in your own heart. When you experience happiness, you will definitely not think of all smooth experiences, because it will not be easy to do what you want to do. Success becomes more valuable when you have overcome setbacks, and happiness after setbacks is more comfortable.

Being able to do what you want to do is happiness, and happiness after overcoming setbacks is even more beautiful. Dazzling.

Use your own heart to quietly feel a wonderful flow, dripping into your heart and rippling. This is the taste of happiness.