Write an essay with the subtitle of "A Tribute to Such People"

1. Write an essay on the topic of "Salute to You"

Soldiers have thousands of emotions in my heart.

They are relatives, heroes, the Great Wall of Steel, and the eternity of the Chinese nation.

The military salute of soldiers is firm and powerful, conveying a belief and a spirit. Every time you see it, your heart will be shocked.

---------Inscription: The disaster came on May 12th. 100,000 troops rushed to the rescue. The elite firefighters and armed policemen of the 15th Army of the People's Liberation Army, the camouflage, sky blue, and navy, shone warmly on the earth. , lit up the classroom, time is life, the People's Liberation Army marched on foot for 21 hours, advancing in heavy rain and aftershocks, 90 kilometers, a distance of two marathons, and immediately went to work in the disaster area after arriving at the disaster area. The elite of the 15th Army wrote a suicide note and parachuted to the rescue in the rain. Our soldiers saved their lives and faced the tragic scene.

With these tearful hands, you have put the dangers behind you and pulled every life back from death. The people thank you and we respect you.

After the earthquake, the shocking scenes of rescue and disaster relief moved every Chinese descendant day and night. I remember that on the morning of 20080513, I saw on the news The disaster area in Beichuan was a mess. On the ruins, a young child with an injured left arm was lying on a stretcher made of simple wooden boards. His immature right hand saluted the eight PLA brothers who were carrying him. At that time, I stared at this photo, with tears in my eyes, and thought for a long time, how could an 8-year-old child behave like this? There is a kind of love in the world, the ultimate love, smeared on the face of the deeply loved person with a strange attitude and unloving makeup, psychologically driving the broadest affection, the deepest concern, and the strongest love. I cherish all things, not to mention our ancient Chinese sons and daughters. The responsibilities of soldiers, self-discipline, love, and selflessness are role models for the Chinese nation. Although we cannot get close to them, we must give them to you in our hearts ----- --The cutest person in this era, salute. 2. An essay on the topic of tribute

Salute

Grandma, dear grandma, are you okay in heaven? Xiaolu is here to see you! I called silently in my heart. Although the heavy rain for days made my shoes full of mud, I didn't mind. At this moment, I just want to pay tribute to you. First of all, you are an amiable old man. Although I was only 5 years old when you passed away, and I only have a vague impression of your voice, face, and smile in my memory, your tenacious spirit of fighting against the disease always encouraged me and allowed me to remain calm in the face of difficulties. Don't back down, move forward courageously. Secondly, you are a strong woman. When you learned that you were in the advanced stage of cancer, you were still able to smile all the time (even though you were forced to smile despite the severe pain) and said to everyone who came to see you: "Don't worry, I'm fine. "Your strength infected everyone, and you passed away peacefully with no regrets. Finally, as a teacher, you are indeed dedicated to your job. I will never be able to experience your glorious teaching journey in person, but not long ago, many students you once taught published traces of your words online, in books, and newspapers, which gave me the experience of standing in front of you. Your majestic appearance when teaching on the podium. I heard from adults that you once insisted on teaching for a Chinese course for a graduating class even though you were pregnant. Unfortunately, you fell on a table corner and had a miscarriage. In addition, one student said that you patiently cultivated his interest in learning Chinese, so that he eventually fell in love with Chinese and graduated with honors. I tasted the tea while drinking it, and thought about the last words of the article: "Chinese is a big garden full of fragrance. Indulge your heart in the sea of ??flowers, and you will feel endless happiness." 3. When someone is laughing at you, "The poorer you get, the poorer you are, and the poorer you are, the poorer you are. This is a vicious circle. These poor mothers who don't have many children in their arms are really sad. I don't think it's worth it." ", I did not agree, even though I have said such words before. But now, such words can never come out of my mouth again.

I know that you have your own frustrations. If you can also enjoy the "minimum social security" provided by the *** like in the city, how can you develop the mentality of "raising children to protect you in old age, and having more children will lead to happiness"? Living deep in the mountains, you have never seen what kind of wonderful world is outside the mountains.

Perhaps in your mind, people's lives are generally similar to yours. Therefore, you think there is no need to complain about this kind of life. You think this is all destiny. You have seen your mother's mother living like this, and by analogy, you think that as a woman, when you reach a certain age, you should marry someone else and become a tool for others to have children. Therefore, you are used to spending every day with the eldest child making noises, the younger child crying, and the third child peeing. It is a matter of course that you have eaten one meal but not the next, and you are always hungry. You regard the lack of harvest in the fields as God's deliberate trick. You always think that if farmers leave the land, what can they rely on to make a living?

If you are not living in a remote mountain, if you have seen the wonderful things outside the mountain, you may wonder why the gap between the rich and the poor is so big under the same blue sky? Why can they live a luxurious and luxurious life, while you are worried about your children's food and clothing? You must think that it must be their good fortune and they are not born to endure hardships like yours. You must also be thinking that maybe their ancestors accumulated good deeds in their previous lives and left abundant property for future generations that is “inexhaustible and inexhaustible”. And your ancestors originally endured humiliation, endured hardships, faced the loess and turned their backs to the sky, and relied on the care of the sky to survive.

If you haven’t read the book, maybe you can’t even write your own name. Looking at your extremely haggard, dark and thin face covered with wrinkles, who would have thought that you are only 39 years old. If you were born in the city, this is the time when you pay attention to maintenance, have no worries about food and clothing, and are well-dressed. It's a pity that you can't read, it's a pity that you are willing to bow to fate, and your steps are imprisoned by the deep mountains. If you have the courage to challenge fate, are not willing to be a tool for others to raise children, and extend your steps outside the mountains to find a land suitable for your own survival, you will not let yourself become such a burden. Maybe fate will Something has changed. Y94 Parent-Child Resource Network Precisely because you live in poverty, you take it for granted that as long as you have more children, one of your children will become successful. As long as your children grow up, you will be able to live a more comfortable life in the second half of your life. Perhaps it is this factor that supports your spirit, so you carry the burden of hard work, raise a child with all kinds of hardships, work from dawn to dusk, hoping to use your thin body and hard-working hands to hold up a blue sky of hope for your child. To be honest, I cried when I saw your face. As a mother, my heart aches. I am thinking from my perspective. If I were living in the mountains, would I have the courage to persevere and would I lose the confidence to continue living in the face of poverty?

Some people are asking: "It's the 21st century, how come there are still people living such a life?" Yes, they living in big cities, how do they know that you, deep in the mountains, are still living a primitive life? Tribal life. Isn’t there a saying that goes like this: “If you are poor in the busy city, no one cares about you; if you are rich in the mountains, you have distant relatives.” If you were a rich relative, there would have been a lot of footsteps coming. It is precisely because you are poor that it is difficult to hear footsteps entering the mountains. If an official comes to visit, your destiny may change slightly. If a family planning committee member could explain to you the pros and cons of "more children, more happiness", you would not insist on having so many children. It's a pity that there are too many ifs in this world. It's a pity that there are too many ifs in this world. If "Mother's Day" hadn't come, who would have thought of taking pictures of you for reporting?

In this era that likes to highlight political achievements, who likes to announce such poverty to the world? Fortunately, a simple mountain man like you doesn't know how to ask for money from ***. Of course, a poor mother like you might not even dare to breathe when meeting an official, so how could she ask for it? But if you hear the slogan "Narrowing the gap between rich and poor" being shouted outside every day, it may cheer you up, thinking that the hard days are finally over, and light is finally shining deep in the mountains.

Maybe, my dear sister, just don't stretch your neck too far, wait slowly, there will always be a day of new life. Finally, let me pay tribute to you for your tireless efforts to struggle at the poverty line and your willingness to endure humiliation and bear the burden and devote yourself to the great motherly love. 4. Write an essay of about 600 words with the title "Salute to You"

Salute to You

Move my sincere heart, remember the bitterness of growing up, and accompany me through the journey. There are you - my teachers.

Autumn is here again. Under the warm sunset, I always think of childhood stories, the years full of childishness, and the unknown teachers around us.

Although the torrent of time has washed away the dust of history over and over again, what remains unchanged is that generations of teachers still work hard to cultivate students one after another. Lead the way to success. The word "teacher" is spoken from the bottom of my heart, how kind it is. Today, I would like to send my most sincere blessings to you, to the teachers who have dedicated their lives to the education field!

Although your faces are full of the vicissitudes of the years, you still leave us a knowing smile; the white chalk dust falls one after another, and it dyes the black hair of many teachers white. , but the green of your youth is set off more intensely; on the podium, at the desk, the cold comes and the summer goes, spring, summer, autumn and winter, you put in a little bit of hard work, thank you, teacher!

Teacher, we will remember your tireless teachings, because that is your most sincere language; Teacher, your encouragement to me, I have been reviewing, because I will not give up success; Teacher , I will always miss the smile you gave me, because we know we want to repay you. Teacher, you have taught me too much, and at the same time, you have also lost too much. Teacher, you have devoted your life to us, how should we repay you? Because of your guidance along the way, I did not lose my way; because of your attention along the way, I gained confidence and courage... You are the engineers of the human soul, and you are engaged in the most glorious career under the sun. Because of this, our motherland You are strong, thank you, teacher!

Some people say that the teacher is a gardener, nurturing the flowers; some say that the teacher is a red candle, illuminating us and sacrificing himself; some say that the teacher is the sun, helping us light the way forward. The road; and I said, the teacher is the selfless rain and dew. In the garden, the flourishing flowers are stained with nectar and blooming brilliantly. The teacher's teachings purified my soul, and the teacher's encouragement gave me a blue sky. How can a seed germinate and why a seedling stand tall and tall? It is because of the expense of you, the teacher. The sweet *** and the delicate flowers are all controlled by time. Only my blessing will not change. Thank you, hard-working teachers.

Students will never forget the dedication of teachers. On the road of life, they ignited the light of hope for me, enriched my soul, and added my wisdom. Sowing seeds with language, cultivating with colored pens, watering with sweat, and nourishing with the soul, this is the noble labor of teachers.

I think that perhaps in every teacher’s heart, what they most want to see is not the flowers surrounding them on Teacher’s Day. What they want to hear most is not the waves of applause, but the waves of applause. I want to see us use our most diligent efforts to repay the teachers with a life of no regrets, and want to hear our happy laughter when we succeed!

There will always be some people in a person’s life. They will appear when we need help the most, when we are most helpless and want to give up. Those people are the angels of sunshine, allowing us to face the situation with confidence. to difficulties. In my heart, teachers are a group of sunshine angels. They have taught me many things. Teacher, maybe I am not your best student, but in my heart, you are all the best teachers!

The days rise and fall, and students come and go. What remains unchanged is your deep love and bright smiles. Bless you, teachers.

Shout out thank you on Teacher's Day, I hope you all receive it! 5. Write a 600 essay on the topic of "Salute"

Yesterday there was a scene of flowers and jade. A prosperous city. A sudden 8.0 magnitude earthquake ruthlessly destroyed the city. Endless ruins as far as the eye can see. Tens of thousands of lives perished in that instant! Everything that was beautiful suddenly turned from heaven to hell. Although the earthquake has passed, the huge losses left by the earthquake continue. The people in the disaster area had no food, no clothing, no shelter. I felt a surge of sadness in my heart unconsciously.

Earthquakes are ruthless, disasters are ruthless, and there is love in the world. When one party is in trouble, support from all directions is provided. The disaster inspired the determination and confidence of compatriots across the country to unite and work together to save lives and heal the wounded, overcome difficulties, rebuild a harmonious life, and rebuild a beautiful home.

On the day after the earthquake broke out, Premier Wen, who was over sixty years old, rushed to the front line of earthquake relief as soon as possible. His enthusiasm in work, his gentleness, and his kindness were always moved. touching the hearts of the people across the country. We all extended a helping hand and donated our hard-earned money to the people in the disaster area. People in all provinces across the country actively asked to join the rescue detachment and risked their lives to go to the disaster area to participate in the rescue work.

Every time I hear the painful cries for help from the people buried under the rubble on TV and see the children who have lost their parents and become orphans just after birth, the pain in my heart comes to me again and again. I came over and wanted to help these poor children.

When I saw a child lying on a stretcher, his face was covered with a white cloth, his hands were tightly held, and his parents were surrounding him. All around me, my son's nickname was constantly being called. ..But life is so fragile. This lively and lovely child yesterday left his beloved parents forever. As I watched, tears blurred my eyes unknowingly.

Earthquake occurred All of this touches our hearts all the time, and in this rainy season, it provides a warmth to the people in the disaster area.

Even a trivial act.

At 14:28 on May 12, 2008, we will never forget that amazing scene. Although the people in the disaster area have not fully received Adequate material treatment. But as long as we all do our best and work together, there will be no difficulties that cannot be overcome and no suffering that cannot be overcome. The Chinese people will always be indomitable. I still remember what Manager Wen said in the disaster area: It can be moved, but it cannot shake the determination of the Chinese people in earthquake relief; water can be blocked, but it cannot block the feelings of compatriots in the mainland and Hong Kong. "Since the earthquake, our country has received help from all over the world, and the rescue is still going on. Continue. Our sincere and enthusiastic souls are still continuing. I believe that in the near future, we will see an ideal city unfold before our eyes again.

We do not have too many gorgeous language embellishments. , there were no earth-shattering deeds, nor heartfelt propaganda, but it touched everyone's soul

I don't know how many children were orphaned in this earthquake, without any relatives. How many are there, but I only know that behind every dawn of life, there is an unforgettable word. This word does not need to be decorated with exquisite brushes, but it is still bright and dazzling, that is love.

We

love the people of the whole country.

This earthquake is not only a severe test, but also a dedication of love. Behind the simple face, the same melody once beat. Xinxuan, let us do our little bit for the disaster-stricken areas. In extraordinary times, what is tested is our unity. Earthquakes are ruthless, no one has mercy. Let us work together to cheer up the people in the disaster-stricken areas and lead them out of the disaster area. That painful and sad land is like a boat of happiness pushing out a river of sadness. The earthquake is coming fiercely, but it cannot shake the strength of our hand in hand and our common determination!

Let’s work together to offer our precious love to the people in the disaster area. 6. Write an essay with the title of "Salute to Ordinary People", with a word count of about 500 words

Finally arrived The top of the mountain.

I raised my eyes excitedly, wanting to see the majesty of the "Shangjiuyuan" building, but instead I saw several bundles of steel bars, and then caught a glimpse of lime on the ground. What finally appeared in front of me was half a Tower spiers and a jumble of construction tools. I was so angry that I stamped my feet: I have been making trouble for a long time, but I went the wrong way! The ground was covered with a thick layer of sand and gravel, making it slippery when walking on it, and the various colors of paint in the paint buckets gave off a pungent smell.

I walked forward following the sound of the chainsaw, carefully stepping over a huge iron can with a big crack, covering my face through the dust flying in the sky like a sandstorm, and walked towards a middleman who was working. The young man walked away. "Excuse me," I unfolded the route index, "Uncle, which way are we going to go down the mountain? Where is this?" The worker stopped what he was doing, straightened up, and answered me carefully: "This is the highest point in Jiulong Mountain." The mountain is very steep. If you want to go down the mountain, keep walking along the road on the left and you will be there."

I followed the direction of his finger and saw that it was a steep slope with no guardrails. It is an abyss. I broke into a cold sweat.

Aren’t you afraid that he works here every day? "It's okay, the road is wide. Just be careful and you'll pass." I looked at him carefully: he was wearing a set of shabby work clothes, covered with white dust, and there were two groups of gray-brown at the knees.

I don’t know whether the hair has been covered with lime or has experienced the vicissitudes of life and has given birth to white hair. A little bit of gray has quietly emerged. I can't tell what color it is on the face, it seems to be brown, and the palms are like two pieces of dead tree bark, very hard.

The wrinkles on his face and palms are filled with sunshine and soil, and his neat and healthy white teeth are revealed when he smiles. A sharp contrast to the color of the skin.

It was really cold in Jiulong Mountain in August, and the cool breeze made me shiver. Under the trees on the top of the mountain and under the pagoda under construction... there were workers in fur coats lying there. They had already fallen asleep from exhaustion. It must have been very hard work.

The sound of the chainsaw behind me rang again. I looked at the worker and felt awe in my heart. He is so honest and simple, serving the people tirelessly and without fear of hardships.

These people are ordinary and great. When you are full of praise for beauty, do you ever think of these beautiful creators? Let's honor ordinary people. 7. Composition: Salute to the people around me

Salute to the people around me

I want to salute the many people around me, because they are worthy of my salute and worthy of my respect. , love.

Of course the most upright person and the person we respect the most is the teacher, so I want to salute the teacher. The teacher is selfless, fair and kind. In our impression, besides parents, Our favorite. The teacher explains it to us over and over again every day without fear of hard work and without any expectation of reward. She is the person I respect the most. I salute her.

I want to salute my mother. A child with a mother is like a treasure, and a child without a mother is like a grass. How well said this is! Mother is the most important in a child's mind, because maternal love is the greatest and selfless. It is necessary for a child. Of course, he is also the person I respect the most.

I also want to salute my father. He may be the most stern in the eyes of his children, but also fair. I have two sisters. Whatever my mother buys for them, my father asks her to buy the same for me. of one piece.

I still remember last year, I asked you for living expenses, and you emptied all your pockets, except for a fifty-yuan note, which was wrinkled, and you gave it to me without hesitation. You said, I need it in school. Eat well, don’t treat yourself badly when you are growing up! At that moment, your eyes seemed to shine, casting all the light of hope on me.

I didn’t say anything, I just put the money into my pocket. I didn't know how you spent your week, and I didn't think about it.

Father, now I feel that my actions at that time were really stupid. At that time, our family's finances were very tight, and you had to take care of the livestock at home and get up early to go to work. Perhaps, I will never forget your hesitation that day and the guilt and uneasiness I feel now.

Without you, how would a weak grass like me grow? Without you, where would my lonely boat go? Father, you are the "nutrition" for my healthy growth and the tailwind for me to move forward. Father, I salute you! Whenever I recall the past, I can't help but shed a few tears. You once said that people who cry are the most spineless! So in all these years, I have never seen you cry. The flag fluttering in the wind looks particularly energetic and tall in the air.

But no one would have thought that the reason why it had such a day was the wind. Even though it had gone through many hardships, the flag had also violated its wishes. When I was young, I was too ignorant.

Have made you sad. On that day when I was ten years old, I cried because of one of your jokes. At that time, I took everything too seriously.

Looking at the delicious food on the table, I still chose to leave. My mother advised me, but I didn’t listen. You were really angry and yelled at me a few times before I timidly came out of the house to eat. I didn't notice that your wrinkled face and thick eyebrows also frowned, and your eyebrows were full of heartache and love. .

Later, I understood your painstaking efforts. I began to regret my mistakes, but everything will never happen again. The only thing I can face is your bright smile.

A few strands of silver hair are slumped, "declaring war" on you. You still "hide" your age, working day and night, paving the way for my future. Father, I salute you. 9. With the theme of paying tribute to the motherland, write an essay with a title of your own choice

Salute to the great motherland

I pay tribute to the motherland, I pay tribute to the great motherland,

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Five-star red flag, you are my pride, five-star red flag, I am proud of you, I cheer for you, I bless you, your name is more important than my life.

Since ancient times, many music creators have written many poems or songs about the motherland to praise the motherland. It was hard for me to calm down at this point.

I pay tribute to the motherland. I want to pay tribute to the great motherland.

Some netizens said that the five-star red flag floating in the sky represents New China, our great mother, so You rose from the land of China on October 1, 1949. You fluttered in the wind and aroused our patriotism from generation to generation. We are your children and we are proud of you! Red, that is the blood of our revolutionary ancestors, and it is our fervent patriotism! Yellow, that is the golden sunshine, and it is the majesty of the motherland! We will work hard to make our motherland proud of us tomorrow! motherland! I sincerely wish you prosperity and perseverance!

Some netizens also said that you guard our campus every day and train us. You have seen the results of our study, so you have become more brilliant and beautiful because of us. I love you, beautiful national flag, but I love our common motherland - China even more.

What they said is right. They all regard the solemn five-star red flag as the symbol of our great motherland. Time flies so fast. I can still remember the beginning of school in September, but the traditional festival has arrived happily with people’s expectations. What a great birthday for the motherland. China has such a long history. As Chinese, we cannot forget it. Looking back at yesterday, this shameful history made my heart burn with raging anger. The Eight-Nation Allied Forces.

The Nanjing Massacre is not worthy of the anger of the descendants of Yan and Huang, but it is indispensable for the brilliant and brilliant achievements of our beautiful motherland today.

I know that my words are of high quality, but today, I use these immature and even childish words to record these bits and pieces to confirm my thoughts. In my eyes, China Just like a mother, she is majestic and majestic. She will always be the most beautiful, purest and kindest in my heart. Even though I can't speak for all Chinese people, even though that's not the case.

"There is a dragon in the far east. His name is China. There is a group of people in the far east. They are all descendants of the dragon. They have black hair, black eyes, and yellow skin. They will always be dragons. "Heir, giant dragon, keep your eyes open forever," a familiar song by Leehom Wang was echoing in my ears at this time, and I couldn't drive it away no matter how hard I tried.

Look at how well this song is sung. It unabashedly depicts the characteristics of our descendants of Yan and Huang and our motherland.

Finally, I want to say, I will always love you, our mother - China. 10. Write an essay with the title "Such a person makes me————"

Such a person moves me

In this world, I am moved There are many people who are moved. From afar, it is Qu Yuan, the great patriot; from afar, it is Ye Xin who sacrificed himself for others and sacrificed his life. In fact, the people who can move us are right in front of us: isn't it the lovely mother, the great father and the hard-working teacher?

Speaking of people who moved me, I think the first thing that comes to my mind is my lovely and beautiful mother. Yes, mother is the most beautiful woman in the world in our hearts. She has that selfless maternal love and a beautiful heart. She paid so much for us but remained silent. She played happily with us when we were depressed; she comforted us gently when we were sad. How can a mother not be admirable?

Yes, mothers move us. But students, think about it, does that great and kind father also move us? Which man holds up the sky? Which man protects us, mother and son? It's a father, a great father. If there is no father, how can the money earned by the mother alone be enough for us little emperors and princesses to spend? If it weren't for my father racing against time every day, how could we have the happy life we ??have today? How can a father not be admirable?

Parents really moved us. But what about the person sitting in the office quietly grading homework? Does she move us? Who takes us to sail in the ocean of knowledge? Who puts knowledge into our memory? It's a teacher, a hard-working teacher. Some students find class very tiring and annoying, but teachers are equally tired. Why is she giving us a lecture? What is she for? The teacher has only one small wish: to let us have more knowledge and make our lives better. It is this belief that gives her the strength to keep giving us knowledge. Can't we help the teacher fulfill this little wish?

There are many people or things in life that move us, and we must have a pair of eyes that are good at discovering them. When you look at the world again with these eyes, you will find: the world is so beautiful!