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1. Please write an essay on the topic of "Road", with a self-made topic of no less than 600 words. Chasing the wind, chasing the sun/on the road of life/chasing my ideal/my direction is just ahead/with a young heart/full of ideals at night/my heart keeps flying/the road keeps stretching/my direction is just ahead/chasing.

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I yearn for snails and even envy turtles, because I envy them for leaving footprints on the long road. That muddy mark means that they have been here before. They have experienced wind and rain, shouldered heavy burdens and tried to climb forward. The breeze brushed the marks they climbed, full of vicissitudes.

I am sitting in a carriage named time and walking on the road named life. The road behind me is called the past, the road under my feet is called the present and the road ahead is called the future. The whip blew gently, and the carriage drove slowly forward, full of my bags, leaving a deep mark behind me. Although the wind and sand buried my footprints, at least after many years, I can proudly say that I have been here: I have gone from the distant end to the long-awaited step by step.

The wind of the years is blowing gently, and I remember that it once sounded the bell of the Tang Dynasty, and it also urged Tang Priest and them to move forward. The old traces that have been blurred under your feet will not disappear because of the long time, but will be deeply deposited in your heart.

I don't want to climb the peak with Li Rong's help, because I easily fall to pieces when I am condescending. Let's be a snail and crawl slowly with a heavy body. Finally, I should be able to stand under the deep blue sky with my own footprints and shout: Long live walking!

The road is at your feet. Everyone, like Kuafu, is always chasing the sun in his heart and struggling to catch up. In the hard pursuit, you may not catch up with the ideal sun, but you drive away laziness and emptiness, exercise your body, enrich your life, taste the pleasure of climbing constantly, and add color to your life!

Some people say that there is no road in the world, and more people walk, it becomes a road; It is also said that there is a road in the world, and there are many people walking, but there is no road. In fact, people and roads are inseparable. Where people are, there is a way! Life is a road, which needs to be thought, paid, failed, succeeded and gained!

Postscript: If someone asks me: Do you regret all your efforts? I will not hesitate to say: no, that is the power of heaven.

2. Write a composition on the topic of "Road"

There was no road in the world, but more people walked and it became a road. -Lu Xun

I tried my best to move my feet, but I stopped helplessly because I couldn't tell the east from the west. I don't know, where is the front?

Thorns, yes; Trauma, yes; All the obstacles are ahead. What is lacking is the courage to move forward.

Really, the once lofty sentiments have gone; Once strategizing, but now you are sad; My eyes are not as black as before!

So, unconsciously, I used the word "the end of the road" to describe myself. I don't know if this is appropriate.

For most people, whenever they encounter difficulties, they often look back and imagine the beautiful scenery in another direction, but is this really what they want?

Looking back, this is not what it used to be. If you want to say it more clearly, you can sum it up in one sentence: "People are still there, but their hearts are old. Looking back, it's stormy! "

Think again, people's minds are always wandering between looking forward to the future and accepting the reality, so we call the future a "dream", which is good and bad, and varies from person to person, but it may not be realized; And the reality is called "challenge", whether it is good or bad, irreversible, but it must be accepted. The great wise man is content with the status quo, so his life is elegant and chic; Fools, on the other hand, are always suffering from loss and gain, looking around, unable to get rid of the fetters of desire, and finally just starving on the roadside!

For travelers, it is not only a matter of understanding, but also a matter of corresponding physical strength, or things like boats, cars, horses and donkeys can be fake. Otherwise, even if Wan Li has a bright future, it is just an unrealistic dream!

Once upon a time, two men led a donkey into the city. Passers-by said it was stupid-why did the donkey leave? So the old man rode the donkey, and his grandson led the donkey. Another man scolded the old man for not knowing how to cherish his grandson. So the grandson rides the donkey and the old man leads the donkey, but some people say that the grandson doesn't respect the old man. So they rode * * *, and passers-by scolded them for being cruel and not caring for animals. They had no choice but to carry donkeys. ...

I don't know what others will say, but one thing is certain: I will definitely gossip! I just want to say, let's go our own way and let others talk! ……

When all my thoughts washed away the residual sand on the walk like a river, I clearly realized the root of the matter! For me, I just need to open my feet! Dreams are too far away for me, reality is too cruel for me, and passers-by never stop accusing me! I don't want anything, but I must try my best to take one step.

Yes! Forward! No matter what his direction is, just take your steps!

The prosperous will definitely decline, and the lonely may not be lonely forever. The outcast of today may be the darling of tomorrow, as long as I don't stop moving forward!

There is another road under my feet!

3. To write a composition on the topic of road, you can consider the following ways:

Taking the road as the center, you can conceive the influence and inspiration of your previous experiences and encounters, and learn something from them.

In the vast world ahead, around "I still have a lot to go", express my feelings, consider and supplement some points, express my direction of progress, make unremitting efforts to pursue goals, realize the value of life, do the little things around me well, grasp the time and keep learning.

In addition, it can also play the role of "self-confidence", "self-esteem" and "self-improvement", indicating that you must take the road ahead, the broad road, the bright road and the hard road.

Sometimes, there are two roads. In the face of all kinds of temptations, we must resist the perfect road to a better life at this time and abandon the fast, enjoyable, gloomy and decadent road.

Start from these aspects and add your own gameplay, hoping to help you.

4. Write a composition of about 500 words with the road as the topic. A person's life is only a short moment in the long river of history, and it is a splashed wave.

However, for everyone, life is a long way to go. Whether you enjoy or suffer depends largely on your attitude towards life.

If you search for the attribute of life, it is "falling down in your own crying and leaving in the crying of others." The middle process is life. " A literary friend defined life in this article, which I found wonderful.

What about the content of life? Zhou Zeng described it this way: Life is an infinitely extended addition operation. The content of life is A+B+C+D …, the end of life is 0, and the meaning of life is (A+B+C+D …) * 0 = 0.

His conclusion is that although the ending and meaning of life are zero, people still want to extend the addition operation indefinitely, which is the magic of life. Yes, who doesn't want to live longer, who doesn't want to add luster, excitement, applause and praise to this addition operation of life; Who doesn't want his life to be a romantic journey full of flowers, poems and fruits?

However, the reality is cruel and life is grim. Your sincere efforts may not be rewarded satisfactorily, and your wishes will often be broken like colorful soap bubbles. Needless to say, the lofty ideals, grand goals and diligent pursuit of life are often shattered by reality, leaving them at a loss. Even trivial things in daily life often make people worried and unwilling to eat.

A few days ago, a good friend was depressed because of dental caries between husband and wife. After living under the same roof for more than ten years, he asked himself that he was also an open-minded person, but his lips and teeth sometimes bumped into each other.

To this end, he feels that life is sometimes really helpless and sad. Indeed, nine times out of ten, life is often unsatisfactory.

I feel that I have stumbled all the way, and I am often confused by unnecessary trifles. I don't often send such feelings. I went to visit a 9 1 year-old dying old man at the weekend.

She hasn't eaten a grain of rice for four days, and fell asleep in bed, with her eyes slightly open and her lips slightly upturned. The wife has been calling softly, and the most direct reaction is to move her lips occasionally.

She is still full of nostalgia for the world. However, the lights have been used up, and what she wants to say and express is beyond her power, and she has no strength to roll her eyes.

A painful feeling that the rabbit is dead seems to hit me. Isn't this me in a few years? I suddenly realized that, as Zhou said, the ending and meaning of life are all zero, and in the end, it is all a cup of loess. No matter how carefully you extend this addition, the answer is still zero. What's the point of calculating unnecessary gains and losses when we are full of energy? Better, while still walking, walk on the road of life and make yourself happy.

A flower and a world, a tree and a bodhi. On the journey of life, there are flowers full of trees, thorns full of bushes, flat roads and muddy paths, sunny sunshine, and freezing cold of rain, snow and frost. No one's life will be "the spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and you can see all the Chang 'an flowers at once".

I told myself to smile. Milton said, "Consciousness itself can turn hell into heaven and heaven into hell."

In reality, in the working environment, parents lack their parents, their feelings are frustrated, and there is no reason to cause trouble ... In the face of twists and turns and failures in life, some people will be sad, will sink into decadence, and even lose confidence in life, and choose a zero answer early. In fact, the correct attitude should be to treat the hardships and disappointments of life as a kind of baptism and wealth and face them with a smile.

So, I said to my friends, face it with a smile and make yourself happy. Happiness is not getting more, but caring less. If you want to enjoy happiness, you must first learn to be content.

Face life, face reality, shield those unpleasantness, find more beauty, do more things you want to do and are willing to do, and enrich your life. Try to make your life laugh and sing all the way to the end.

5. Write an article on the topic of "Road" and self-determination. After I was born in my mother's warm body, I embarked on a long road of life.

When I can't walk, I can only climb, climb on the soft cotton cloth, lean on my father's knee, climb on the palm and apex of the family, climb on the warm April day, climb on grandma's nagging, climb on my mother's singing, and climb on the sunshine cared by the family.

In this summer morning sunshine, my tender face exudes sweet fragrance and attractive colors.

Toddling and babbling is the most beautiful season in a person's life, especially in spring.

With a pout and tears in my eyes, I staggered and began to learn to walk the road of life and wrestle again and again. I cried. I was wronged and sad. I sat on the ground and cried at my mother, waiting for her to take me on this seemingly endless road. Of course, after disappointment, I slowly learned to walk by myself.

I thought I finally learned to walk. The sky is so blue, the clouds are so white, and the mood is so comfortable that even my tears have turned into colorful water droplets. My road has become wide, flat and golden.

I thought I learned to walk. I smiled and jumped. I ran, but I had a big fall. I didn't cry. Forget the tears and freeze in the local area. I can't think of a way to get up. I looked helplessly at the road that I thought was smooth. Why, why, my way. ...

My road extends into the hutong, and the walls on both sides block the bright sunshine high. I can't see the sky, only a touch of wet blue in gouache gradually stretches over my head. Before every fork in the road, I have exhausted the methods of tossing coins and picking soldiers and generals, but I still haven't found a way out. I still walk around, walking the endless repetitive road, and my mother's voice is still ringing in my ears.

Finally, my way out of the alley, a moment of joy washed away all the sadness and sadness. My road entered the sunny day in June, singing and dancing everywhere, and the sun shone brightly on my road.

Looking back at those roads, they are all illusory and shine like rainbows in my life.

Look up at the road I haven't taken, which is more colorful. No matter whether the road ahead of me is mountainous, rainy or sunny, I will go on happily.

6. How to write a composition on the topic of "road signs" To tell the truth, my grandmother really blames herself and feels sad. She always said that her mother had a bad life, but she loved me very much. I will study hard, be steady, don't let myself down in the future, and pay attention to my health and take care of myself. However, she has been in poor health, eating less, having stomach problems and arthritis, often being hospitalized and undergoing major and minor operations. Recently, she was found to need to change her thigh bone. This is a big expense, and she has to change it every two or three years. She secretly hid and cried, and even had the idea of letting go ...

Today's lunch, grandma seldom said that she had a good appetite, was hungry and wanted to eat. By the way, I brought me some pieces of meat, and I took the opportunity to sweeten my mouth, which made me very happy and made me a good girl. I feel weak and unhappy after tasting the food. I pulled a long face and asked who did it. Grandma said it was her, and my face softened a little. On second thought, it's right. Isn't this grandma's usual style of putting less salt and pepper to prevent acne on my face? However, I saw grandma glaring at me and gouged me out. With a sense of blame, she greeted me with her fist and said a few angry words, telling me not to be picky. Don't you think my bad temper is just a trivial matter? I can't stand this "face" and threw chopsticks on the spot. Affected by the impact force, chopsticks bounced from the table to the floor and rolled several times. 1 of "bang" is my inner manic cry. I rushed back to my bedroom. I'm not sulking in bed. I heard my grandmother criticize me through the door, and my mouth was so bad. At first, I forbeared, pretended not to hear, and advised myself not to "haggle over every ounce". Later, I simply came out to "fight". I only saw grandma's red eyes, and grandma advised her and scolded me from time to time. The original harmony at the dinner table was broken because of my willfulness. A little regret, ask yourself if you are really wrong. Panic, just "dead", prepared a war of words, and the determination to spit and spurt began to waver. In the end, I don't know which muscle I'm missing or who I'm angry with. But I can't let go of my so-called dignity and face I crustily skin of head to hum up, "grandma, I'm not mean to you. Don't take it to heart ... "I didn't dare to eat any more, so I went to school. One afternoon, I was nervous and afraid that my grandmother would go back to her hometown in a fit of pique. After school, I saw my grandmother and breathed a long sigh of relief. Talking to her, just when I thought she was ignoring me, she answered, but her tone was cold. Obviously, we feel alienated from each other, but we don't know what to do. ...

Alas, this is my real bullying and disrespect for the elderly. I am not only ashamed of my conscience, but also criticized by public opinion! Work needs "sincerity"

Be careful not to hurt your loved ones!

7. Write a composition on the road. On the way to spring, spring is charming.

First, there was a slight spring breeze, blowing the most sincere spring blessing. Then a few clear birdsongs, A flute and laughter. ................................................................................................................................................ ................... Liu Ruchun looks in the mirror, dancing her long green hair, as if green pigment were painted on it, making it look brand-new, very delicate and pretty, and the more she looks at it, the more soft and lovely she feels. It's really a bit like sage like type! The willow trees are full of birds, twittering and making noise.

As if to say: "Spring has come, and these trees have grown thick leaves. Let's stop and talk. " Naturally, the grass is unwilling to lag behind, so it pushes up hard, and the tender green buds emerge with difficulty and excitement.

From a distance, it is like a green handkerchief covering the earth and hillside at will. When the spring breeze blows, the grass bends down and looks at a large area full of new green, like a shy girl, intoxicated and forgotten in the wind.

Baiyun went out for a walk. Look! Isn't that uncle horse's cloud? It is morning exercise and running! Huh? Who's that? Oh, the Monkey King! Is he going to make trouble in heaven? Naturally, there is usually a breeze where there are clouds.

Wow, I ran into a fragrant wind as soon as I went out. The breeze winds on your left and on your right. ...........................................................................................................................................................

Walking in the top-down mountain stream, my face was splashed with water from time to time. Hey! This strange spray, crystal clear and cool, splashes on you, but still feels very comfortable! I crouched down and wanted to wash my face with the clear mountain spring.

But I stopped. I saw a green leaf floating in the water. A few naughty fish, shy or something, hide under the leaves and play games with them.

More interestingly, there are a few small ants on the leaves, which probably climbed from the tree to the leaves! I can't believe I'm dancing on a leaf, treating it as a boat and drifting with the flow. Faced with this situation, I waved my sleeves and left quietly without taking a drop of water. I don't want to awaken the quiet beauty of spring in the mountain stream.

Ah! Spring rain is coming, what should I do without an umbrella? Never mind, it's raining. It's comfortable to get wet in the rain. Standing in the middle of the ground, the spring rain falls on my face, so cool.

This rain nourishes everything and revives everything. It is known as "Spring rain is as expensive as oil". After a while, after the rain, it was another scene.

People came out of the house, hibernating animals woke up and the earth became full of vitality. A gust of wind blew, making people feel slightly moist, with the fragrance of earth, grass and flowers. The spring rain in ............................................................................................................................................. washed everything clean, the earth was full of vitality, and people were full of energy.

Yes, "a year's plan lies in spring"! Spring, spring, how intoxicating, how desirable! Excellent composition in the 2007 senior high school entrance examination: Life is like a journey, you don't have to care about your destination; What you should care about is the scenery along the way and the mood of watching the scenery. Let's take a piece of paper with us, whether it is yellow or new. Look at the clouds, the flowers bloom and the flowers fall.

Recording the bits and pieces of the journey, as well as those who have warmed us and touched us, will become indelible beautiful scenery in life. We are not alone, there are always people along the way.

I miss those innocent years, those days when I climbed over the fence and sneaked into school, those days when I shook the bell and hummed nursery rhymes, and those days when I hid in the quilt during my lunch break. In those days, we often walked hand in hand.

I remember those midsummer days, when we stood in the shade and drank iced soda. The water is sweet and cold, and it keeps flowing into my heart.

As a result of sweating, strands of hair stuck to our foreheads. We touched the bottle and smiled happily, even the cicada's voice was forgotten. What a simple happiness. Because the school gate was closed, we climbed over the low wall next to it and accidentally cut our hands, and the deep red blood suddenly oozed out.

Even so, I gritted my teeth and said it didn't hurt at all. You must have laughed at me then.

Obviously, you have to pretend to be a grinning man. Then he said he would drag me to the infirmary to get my medicine.

Afternoon is the happiest and shortest time. We set the clothes as the goal and started running all over the field.

On the small court, our laughter echoed. A short line rushed across the sky, followed by the second and third lines.

Then I heard a bang and the sound of raindrops hitting the leaves. Boring, I just think it's raining.

You took my hand and ran away, the next second. I almost fell down several times, but I still held your hand tightly.

Finally, we running all the way came under the eaves, looked at each other already soaked, and smiled happily. Although I have drifted away these days, I inadvertently look back and the scenery remains the same.

None of you have left. Thank you for walking me that way.

It is you who have given me strength, so that no matter how steep mountains, muddy and rugged roads and swift rivers I encounter in the future, I will never hesitate again! I will carefully collect all the warmth in the softest corner of my heart. Maybe one day, when I meet the winter of my life, I will wake them up, let the once-touched heart ripple again and melt the frost of this season. Pack your bags and wave goodbye to the clouds. I'm going on my way again.

Life flies, I will cherish every minute on the road, and I will miss the beautiful scenery on the journey. What's my next stop? To write a good article, we must first learn to cultivate our ability to capture the moments that touch our lives.

It should be noted that the author of this paper is good at understanding the little things in life through memories, and then conceives such an elegant work full of warmth and affection. Good friendship pervades the article, and cherish the friendship that jumps under the pen tip.

Our readers seem to trace back to that eternal era. The beautiful display of writing style, the smooth expression of emotions, especially the use of some classic poetic languages, such as "Waving Farewell to Clouds in the Sky" and "Clouds Rolling and Clouding, Flowers Blooming and Flowers Falling", all show the author's cultural accumulation well.

8. Write an article about the place. People who live in the world always have their own place. In a person's life, position is so important that many people even regard it as the goal of their life. However, there are great and ordinary posts. Only by truly finding your own position can you live a meaningful life.

Different positions have different meanings.

The sun is shining and everything grows on it; The little flower in the corner can give people fragrance, and it will enjoy itself. Lian Po and Lin Xiangru, a "great hero who conquered the city" and a "golden tongue is better than a million teachers". Although the positions are different, they all have their own meanings, and they all find their own positions, which makes "Qin dare not send more troops to Zhao" even more an eternal story.

A person's life is also a process of constantly searching for his true position.

Tao Yuanming is also keen on officialdom and thinks that his talents and ambitions can be put to good use. But the darkness of officialdom, with his pride of "not bowing for a bucket of rice", made him understand that he was not from this circle. Tao Yuanming bravely continued to find his place. Finally found his own position, "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see Nanshan." From then on, he devoted himself to farming and stayed out of the world. In this way, there is one less depressed official and one more immortal poet in history.

Lu Xun finally found that literature was his correct orientation, so as to awaken the people and continue the revolution. He found his place, not only became a famous literary master at home and abroad, but also left us precious spiritual wealth.

However, most people's posts are destined to be ordinary, not great, or even humble. But this definitely does not affect their determination to persist in finding their own position.

Li Suli, a famous bus conductor, is the most ordinary person. She is engaged in the most common occupation, exhausted all day, and even often faces incomprehensible eyes. But she never complains. She knows this is her place. She was conscientious in her work and strict with herself. In the end, she won honor and respect, and she made her most ordinary position show the most dazzling light. There are too many such people in this society. They are down-to-earth in their own position, the meaning of live high.

But on the contrary, many people do not understand this truth. In the office, some people are not fit to be leaders. They are born with elm bumps, but they insist on squeezing on the wooden bridge and pressing their hearts under the millstone of desire. Once promotion is hopeless, they will be down and out. Why not try another position? Balance your mind to find another breakthrough in life, express yourself in the position that suits you best, and explore another kind of happiness and happiness in life.

If you are a fish, don't fantasize about the blue sky. If you are a bird, don't be obsessed with the ocean. Since God has given talents, let them be used! As long as we find our place, we will walk out of the fog and the tree of life will blossom and bear fruit.

9. Write an article on the topic of "location"

On the road of life, each of us has left a footprint in our own position. Whether it is clear, vague or crooked, it is a record of our growth. And everyone's footprints in their own position are different. Some are deep, some are shallow, some are crooked, and some are neat. In these twelve years, I have gone through hardships, bitterness, tears and laughter.

difficulties and hardships

My English ranks first in my class, but I don't study in bilingual classes. Compared with the students in the bilingual class, my English is much worse. On weekends, I sacrifice my play time to learn English. However, I don't get more than 70 points in every training exam. It's hard for me to walk.

heart-broken;grieving

My olympiad has been bad, and my grades have been unsatisfactory. In the training class, my exam results are poor almost every time. Although there are usually Olympic math classes on weekends, my brain is not flexible and there is not enough time for each exam. There are often many vague questions. This makes me very sad.

tears

At home, I often make mistakes and make my parents angry. My parents often scold me for it. Every time I was scolded, I shed tears of disappointment. Tears, on the road of my growth, often accompany me.

The footprint of my growth in my position is crooked. I wonder what your footprints are in my own position. Anyway, please remember that everything is not going well in our life. Don't get carried away when you are happy; When you encounter disaster, you should expect sunshine.

Footprints in one's position

White snow flowers are flying all over the sky,

Snow covered my campus,

Walking along this path,

Footprints in your position leave a trail.

Some are straight, some are curved,

Some are deep and some are shallow.

Friends, think about it,

How to take this road well,

On the land as white as snow,

How to leave a trail of footprints in your position?

10. How do ants find their way? Write a composition. They are all red, very small, with two tentacles on their heads and six feet crawling on the ground. This is an ant.

I don't like ants, because they are not beautiful or human. But they work very hard and tirelessly every day. They are so insignificant that no one will notice them.

They have two most common species: one is ants covered in black; The other one is red. Both kinds of ants can't tolerate other ants invading their "land", so the two sides frequently go to war. Red ants always have the upper hand in battle. Black ants are not as aggressive as red ants, so black ants are often the defeated side. I think red ants have sharp pliers, and there are a lot of them.

As soon as the war started, the ants on both sides refused to give way to each other and desperately bit each other. After the war, there were many ant soldiers who died on the ground. The winner cruelly caught the children of the lost ants and the small ants that haven't broken their shells and raised them. When the little ants grow up, they will be forced to become slaves. What a cruel ant!

But every ant is hardworking and kind in daily life. Every spring, there is an ant passage in my garden, which is very hidden, although I found it. I am very interested in these ants and often sit in the garden and observe them.

Once, I threw a small piece of bread crumbs beside the ant passage. After a while, a little ant appeared. The ant walked around this small piece of bread several times, then climbed on the bread, sniffed for a while and left. I think we should find a companion to carry the food away. As I expected, one ant after another immediately filed out of the passage and crawled on the net bread. More and more ants came out, and they were assigned jobs: some ants were responsible for cutting bread into smaller pieces; Some ants are responsible for transporting food; Other ants are responsible for clearing obstacles on the road. All this is going on in an orderly way, without any confusion. It's a long way from their cave. I wonder which ant will steal bread during transportation. However, it was not until they returned to the cave that I saw an ant stealing bread.

I said ants are kind, not out of thin air. They are willing to help their companions. When I was observing ants, I found that an ant walked very slowly, either very weak or hungry for too long. Before long, another ant came from the opposite side. They got together and didn't know what they were doing. When I woke up, the weak ant had become full of energy. This matter puzzled me, so I decided to find the answer from the Internet. The answer is: If an ant who is already hungry meets an ant who is full, the ant who is full will spit honey to his hungry companion, so that his companion can also fill his stomach. How kind ants are!

As far as I know, ants are also very smart. I read a story in a book, which goes like this: "An ant who left the team wanted to go home, but there was nothing but autumn leaves and a bottomless lake. Homesick ants have an idea: fallen leaves on the ground can be used as boats. It can cross the bottomless lake in this small' boat' and find its team. It gave full play to its intelligence and brought itself back to the team.

Even though ants are ugly, they are hardworking, kind, smart and brave. It doesn't matter whether a person looks good or not, what matters is whether he has a kind heart. Ants have such advantages, not to mention that we are more advanced creatures than ants? So we should learn from the excellent qualities of ants.