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Write a composition around changing words 800
Everyone will say this sentence, but many people don't understand it. When Jay's first three albums reached a high level, some followers happily imagined that they would buy his albums every summer until they died.
As a result, the album went from bad to worse, and the sixth album was not even released in the summer, so those followers wavered. They understand that the world is constantly changing and how naive the original idea is.
But when they hear other good songs, such as Faye Wong, they start a new blind cycle. One day, they will wake up again and send out the same feeling as Jay Chou.
All their joys and sorrows are just repeating other people's mistakes. Other people's joys and sorrows are just repeating their own mistakes.
Others don't know how to change their feelings. When I met someone I liked since I was a child, I thought I could be together forever.
Study together during the day, go home together at night, go to college together as adults, and send men and women to the dormitory together at night in the same city or even the same school. You can also write many kinds of fantasies, some of which relate yourself to your lover in strange ways.
For example, in high school, a couple of universities study in Chongqing and Wuhan respectively. The man comforted the woman and said, we are all in a hot stove, and we are not separated.
In college, men see the world as big as women, and the tone of their text messages, QQ and emails has gradually changed. They are very happy to admire in their hearts that the world is constantly changing! The relationship between the two ended, and their contact was also interrupted.
They all think that this is a kind of kindness, and they all think that they understand the changes in the world. But when I meet a new lover, I fall into a new fantasy and persist blindly, forgetting that the world is constantly changing.
I think I have World Cup syndrome. This month, whether there is a game or not, I go to bed at 5 am every day.
I have to sleep until two or three o'clock in the afternoon the next day, and I often wake up before 12 the next day. I only slept for four hours today and got up after nine o'clock.
The weather was surprisingly cool and it rained heavily. Mom says it's completely hot when it's cold now.
I said, yes, after all, it's already July. I'm always groggy at the beginning of this month, but I'm bloated today.
I just stood in front of the window to blow, and only opened the window a little to let the wind rush over. Standing like this all morning.
I think the world is constantly changing-people say so-maybe one day this coolness will pass, so I will take the time to enjoy it. But I found it stupid to say "I don't know when", because the weather began to get warmer and hotter after lunch, and I didn't wait for "when".
2. Write a composition on the topic of change, with 800 words about the changes in my family.
1994 The 10th day of the first month is the most beautiful day in the world. On this day, I was born. The sun is shining and the breeze is blowing gently. I grew up happily in the ocean of parents' love. Now, I am a nine-year-old fourth-grade girl.
I often hear adults say that "the world has changed a lot". Actually, my family has changed a lot.
My parents are both school teachers. In my memory, the earliest place where my family lived was a two-story building in the school. This building looks very shabby: the red tiles on the roof are like the horse route where our kindergarten children stand, crooked. In some places, there is still a piece missing, stuffed with black tiles, which makes people feel particularly uncomfortable; The walls are neatly laid red bricks. From a distance, it seems that many square boxes are piled together, but when you walk in front of them, all the red bricks are rotten. If you touch them with your hands, a layer of red dust will fall off. Dad told me that this house has a long history, more than 20 years, and now it is as old as an old man.
We live on the first floor and the house is very small. Things at home are always crowded together like disobedient children, which makes people feel messy. Every day my mother lets me go out as soon as she cooks, otherwise the fumes are unbearable. In spring, there will be many small drops of water on the floor, which will be very annoying. My doll's white face is covered with pockmarks. Mom said it was mildew, all caused by small drops of water. After that, I hated the house where we lived.
One day, my father took my hand and pointed to a group of busy construction workers and said, "We are going to have a new house!" " "I was very happy when I heard this. Cried happily, "My doll has a new house!" " "I don't know how long it took before we moved into a spacious and bright new building.
This new four-story building is beautiful! Magnificent, tall, beautiful, beautiful. . Anything nice can be used on her.
My home is three rooms and two halls. The walls are painted white, and the floor is covered with tiles, which is smooth and clean. I can play on it barefoot every day. Everything in the house is neatly arranged and no longer crowded. I put the doll on the aluminum balcony and let her bask in the sun every day. Mother stopped complaining about the suffocating smoke. When cooking, I play in the living room or watch cartoons.
In spring, mom doesn't have to worry about water droplets anymore; In summer, my family sleeps on the floor. When the electric fan blows, we sleep until dawn. In autumn, we take our grandparents home and live together like "immortals". Not to mention winter, when the air conditioner is turned on, the snow is fluttering outside the window and the warmth inside the house is thick.
One day this year, when I came home from school, I opened the door and saw a shiny computer in the living room. I can't help crying with joy. Soon, I learned to surf the Internet with my father. On Saturday and Sunday, I read stories and cartoons online with my father. .
Once, my father asked me, what is the biggest change in the world? I said without thinking, "My family has changed the most!" Dad touched my head and smiled and said, "Tell me, why has my family changed so much?" Dad saw that I thought for a long time and didn't answer, so he said, "In fact, this is all due to * * *!" I listened and shouted: "* * * How nice! * * * How nice! " Dad looked happy and I also said loudly:
"China is great!"
3. Write an argumentative essay or narrative of more than 800 words on the topic of "change". We live under a sky, perhaps bright yellow sunflowers scattered under the blue wall. Since you can't choose your home, you can only let yourself shine in the weak sunshine, perhaps the seeds lost in the valley. Since we can't grow in a fertile garden, we can only let ourselves bloom in the spring of wild lilies in loneliness, maybe. ...
Therefore, life teaches us that since we can't change the environment, we must change ourselves to adapt to it. This is the philosophy of change, and this is the truth of survival!
However, a string of beating notes fluttered from the lyre of history and condensed into a trickle, which passed before our eyes. ...
This flowing water, flowing through the thick peak smoke in the Warring States period, hovers on the Guluo River. "The world is turbid and I am alone, and everyone is drunk and I am alone", three
4. The 800-word composition with the theme of "change" turned the "topic" composition into "material" composition. One evening last winter, the sky was gloomy, the wind was rustling and snowflakes were flying in the air. This is the first snow in the winter of 2004.
I picked up the Yangzi Evening News that day and glanced at it casually. Intentionally or unintentionally, the title of a line of "migrant workers causing accidents, enthusiastic citizens paying for rescue" came into view. Then I watched it. The contents are as follows: Last night, around 10, a migrant worker in his fifties accidentally took off the down jacket of a Mr. Chen who was walking in front of him while carrying a bag of waste steel bars to the intersection of Changle Road and Jiangning Road. Mr. Chen is in a hurry. This down jacket of more than 400 yuan has just been bought. He quickly seized the migrant workers and demanded compensation, and called 1 10 to call the police.
A few minutes later, 1 10 police rushed to the scene to mediate. Passers-by citizens have interceded for migrant workers. At this time, Mr. Chen saw that he really couldn't afford it, so he gave in, as long as he paid a sewing fee.
But the migrant worker has no money at all, only this bag of waste steel bars weighing about 40 Jin. Just when even the police found it difficult to mediate, a citizen stood up and asked how much the bag of steel bars was worth. When the migrant workers said it was about 20 yuan, the citizen took out 20 yuan from his body and handed it to the migrant workers, saying that he bought the bag of steel bars.
Migrant workers quickly handed the money to Mr. Chen again. Mr. Chen, who was moved, finally received only 10 yuan from migrant workers.
This news is quite interesting. Out of professional sensitivity, the author realizes that it can be used as a topic for students to practice writing. However, just before I entered the classroom, I suddenly realized why I had to take it as a topic, and why not use it as the material for students to re-create and write various articles? For example, writing a narrative in the first person can be written as a migrant worker, a man surnamed Chen, a citizen who is eager to rescue you, a policeman, or a reporter, and write different performances and feelings of people in different identities and situations; Thematically, it can be conceived as "helping others enthusiastically", "caring for the vulnerable groups", "helping others needs to respect others more", "the infringer must bear his own responsibilities" or sublimated into "tolerance". A bright material in such a good life, if I regard it as a topic, it is bound to be limited to a certain theme. Isn't a little gold self-defeating? As expected, when I printed and distributed this material to the students for a little inspiration and guidance, the students, like the Eight Immortals, crossed the ocean and showed their abilities. Just looking at the topic made people see things in a blur. You see, the last snow in 2004, the first snow, the new atmosphere of the city, love is a word, the prelude to spring, and the compensation for precious love is priceless.
Not only that, but also in style beyond the pre-envisaged, and some use the form of diary to write; Some have written rare narrative poems, which are not very poetic, but have begun to show the rhythm and rhythm of poetry; Some write argumentative papers to prove that "every citizen has the obligation to create a harmonious society", which is a brand-new conclusion full of the flavor of the times. This exercise swept away the wind of similarity, emptiness and falsehood, and stimulated students' writing interest and enthusiasm. One of the students didn't stop writing an article and tried to write three articles in a row.
From this, the author naturally thought, can we carry out an experiment of "material composition" Two-material composition, to be precise, is "giving" material composition, just like building a house and making clothes. Before building a house, prepare relevant building materials, and before making clothes, candidates prepare fabrics. According to their own innovative consciousness, design level and operational ability, they build houses and tailor them to create and assemble ideal garden villas or Tang suits. Give students a story in life, or a short message and other writing materials. The genre is not limited and the thinking is independent. Its genre openness and ideological diversity are better than today's popular topic composition.
From 1999 "If memory can be transplanted" as the first essay, until last year, most of the examination papers in the whole country and eleven provinces and cities kept this face. But after careful investigation, we found that the negative effect of topic composition is obvious.
First, the cultural and sports training has faded. The openness of the topic affects the systematicness of composition teaching to a certain extent, increases the blindness of composition training, and causes mixed narrative and discussion, and the genre is neither donkey nor horse.
The second is the weakening of theme refinement. Most topic compositions explicitly or implicitly define the theme, which is suspected of "theme first".
Whether it is "the choice of soul" and "honesty" in the whole country or "ordinary and proud" and "language and communication" in some provinces, it not only violates the dialectical writing law of life and understanding, but also limits the ability of candidates to refine their thoughts. Speaking of this, I have to mention the essay topic of Jiangsu Volume-"Smart Water, Steady Mountain", which is generally optimistic by people in the industry. Knowing that this topic implies a theme, the author has to remind me in the "attention" matters: autonomy.
I don't know whether it's humorous or funny. Third, the composition is empty. The general procedure of topic composition is to set a paragraph, a poem or a fable, and then lead to a central topic.
In the actual on-the-spot composition, none of the candidates read any poems or stories, and most of them directly grasped the central topic and started writing without thinking. What topic? The central topic is the topic. What idea? Just draw a ladle.
This is how the stories, fables and myths in the so-called perfect composition come about in recent years. What's more, some topics are redundant and tedious, which affects the thinking.
Take Jiangsu's composition as an example. There is such a passage in the test: the character of water and water-smart, the temperament of mountains and mountains-calm. The agility of water gives people wisdom, and the calmness of mountains gives people frankness.
However, the smart sea water keeps the same blue color all year round, while the calm mountains change different colors in the four seasons. Although this passage is full of poetry and philosophy, if we judge the topic according to it, there should be a dialectical meaning, that is, "the smart water has a normal heart, and the quiet mountain has its evolution." Probably the author realized that the topic was too confusing to conceive, so he put forward such a request: Please take Lingshui Jingshan as the topic.
Why don't you just ask the candidates to take "Shuiling Mountain Beauty" directly.
With my change, I seem to have walked out of the thin air a few years ago. Now I am an open middle school student.
I remember when I was in the third grade of primary school, I was very naughty. As soon as the summer vacation was over, my father sent me to my grandmother's house. I pester my grandmother to play with me all day, but my grandmother with silver hair can't play! Soon after, grandpa began to teach me to play chess. At first, my chess skills were poor, and I always cheated, either regretting my chess skills or taking my grandfather's veteran away. Sometimes, when you are about to lose, you push the chessboard, and then you laugh and shout, "I won, haha!" " "It's interesting to recall this naughty time.
In primary school, playing chess and drawing were my biggest hobbies. At that time, I didn't study chess seriously, and I always thought that playing chess was just for fun. Gradually, this consciousness has changed. Soon, my chess skills increased greatly and I began to participate in competitions. In primary school, I won the first place in Jinan four times! Moreover, the provincial competition also got the sixth and eighth good results.
The entrance to a middle school is obviously different from the entrance to a primary school. When I am nervous about my studies, I am not as naughty as before, but much calmer. On the Mid-Autumn Festival, I still snuggled up to my grandmother to enjoy the moon, and her white hair shone a little silver in the moonlight. I stopped clamoring for her to play chess with me, but quietly looked at the elusive full moon and mused. ...
Junior high school is not primary school. I don't have much time to play, but I still pursue my hobbies. The difference is that I no longer regard chess as "playing" and start to study its mystery. This time playing chess is squeezed out, and the main task is of course learning. That naughty me belongs to primary school, let it disappear with the life of primary school, end it!
Time is like water. Time flies. Minutes pass silently. Time flies, and I change inadvertently.
Let me walk out of the memory of primary school and let the new me spend this colorful and long-awaited junior high school life!
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6. Change the 800-word composition and change our lives.
I have a happy family. My mother and I often chat and share each other's stories. My mother's childhood is far away from me, but listening to her stories makes me feel particularly cordial.
My mother always said, "Your generation is really born in happiness and doesn't know happiness. Think about the poverty when we were young, it is really incomparable! " You can have whatever you want, and you don't have to worry about food and clothing. The elders at home are all around you, just like the little emperor. Clothes are all famous brands, and even the hairpins on the head are all new tricks. Every child is a flower in his hand, and no one can touch it. My mother was not as happy as you when she was a child. She needs to use her thin shoulders to lighten some burdens for her parents and live a poor life. Ragged sleeves, messy hair and working with parents are unimaginable now! And you children living in the new era have much more than us. You have beautiful clothes, delicious food, colorful candy and fresh juice. And these are all things that my mother dared not expect when she was a child. You know, at that time, everything was supplied by * * *, and half a bowl was yellow and small, which could make us happy and excited for a long time. Once upon a time, my mother climbed a hill and walked to school by herself. Now ... "
You can take all kinds of advanced means of transportation to and from school at will. The traffic is convenient, and Puxi in Pudong is not as far away as before. You can talk happily with friends from all over the world, instead of watching fashionable "aliens" appear in your own world in surprise and ignorance as before; You can listen to wonderful music with a small MP3 player and walkman, and watch wonderful movies with an MP4 player. Unlike before, a lot of people gathered in front of the store to watch the Hong Kong and Taiwan series on a 9-inch black-and-white TV. You have brand-new textbooks and care from all walks of life. Mother said enviously, "You children born in the new era are so happy!"
Yes, when I was in grade one, my mother bought me a map of China. It looks like a rooster and runs forward. Grandpa said that in the past, the map of China was like a begonia, which was eaten by others because it was too poor and fragile. Dad said, "Now, both Hong Kong and Macao have returned to the motherland, but Taiwan Province Province, the treasure island, has not yet returned." Now that China is very strong, how I hope that Taiwan Province Province will return to the embrace of the motherland as soon as possible!
In Xiamen, the life of every household is also changing, and so is our family. Guess what? Recently, I'm very happy because I'm moving to a new home. My new home has a garden, an elevator and my favorite swimming pool. My new home is spacious and bright. I have my own room. There are only two rooms in my hometown, and there are five people in my family. I can only live in one room with my parents. Grandpa always said, "I lived in a thatched cottage when I was a child." You are so happy! " "I am also flattered by this and look forward to moving into a new home soon.
At the end of this year, my grandparents and I will take the express train back to my hometown in Putian. It is expected to take only one hour, which is comfortable and fast. It takes three hours to take the expressway now. Grandpa said that when there is no highway, it takes one day to go back to my hometown.
But I said, "Mom, aren't you happy?" Now that you have two mobile phones of your own, I can hear your voice immediately when I miss you. You can discuss the funny and sad things that happened at school with me, or you can severely criticize dad's sloppy bad habits behind his back, and then our mother and daughter will laugh silently. Now you have learned how to use computers, play games online, watch TV, and sometimes search for short stories with colorful narratives. At that time, the family was full of laughter; You also have your favorite electric car, drive it to work with your colleagues and think about your favorite fun; The most important thing is that you and us, a family sitting in bed, crowded into the TV to watch the Olympics, watch the Expo, make a noise and express their opinions. "You said with a smile," yes, I am very happy. I am very satisfied with this life. "
Mother often said: "After the reform and opening up, life is very different." You often laugh happily, and our memories together have witnessed the differences in these years. Many years ago, you and I shared the same happiness, and there were many happy stories to tell.
The story of my mother and I, traveling on different tracks, has been dribs and drabs for 60 years. These subtle changes let us see the world more clearly, this colorful world! We firmly believe that on the journey of the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation, there will be another brilliant 60-year rise of the Chinese nation, which will make the world proud of us!
The changes in our lives continue.
7. The composition that has become a topic is about 800 words, which has been changed and remains unchanged.
15 years old, afraid to talk about life. This topic is too big for me to say. But in these seemingly long days of 15, something always happens.
When I was a child, I laughed and laughed every day, thinking nothing. The happiness of not thinking about anything suddenly became groggy, but the heavy burden of cheering up and studying hard inevitably formed a big gap in my heart. When I was a child, I always looked forward to growing up and longing for the unknown world. What about now? I still haven't changed my innocence before, and I stubbornly want to grow up again, so that I can live independently and move forward with my own courage. But is everything really as simple as you think? We only thought about the magnificent landscape, but never thought about what it was like to be in this magnificent landscape.
I am getting older every day, but my ignorant thoughts are getting more and more ignorant. Sometimes I ask myself, "am I really mature?" Yes, everyone will say yes. But when I, a mature me, did an extremely childish thing, I began to waver again, and I didn't know myself. Is it unscrupulous me or grown-up me?
Recalling that I was looking forward to 100, looking forward to encouragement and praise, it was really cute. Maybe it looks a little silly now, but what about me now? Still looking forward to full marks, still looking forward to encouragement and praise, still looking forward to the joy of victory. Especially at this critical moment of grade three, this kind of naivety is getting more and more serious, and my mind is full of this idea. Is this a continuation of childishness? From this point of view, I seem to have really grown up again and really understood what learning means to me. In fact, if I were a little more naive, I would grow up.
Speaking of growth and gradual change, I think of my friends again. The faces of those fearless young people. We spent the happiest, simplest, happiest and truest time with each other. Honestly, what is a friend? A friend is a friend you can play with. The days of hooking up are over. A friend told me that the old days can't come back. They've all changed. "They have all changed", a cruel and decisive sentence, tore us apart and made us unable to be together again. Just as heartless Fahai broke the hands of White Snake and Xu Xian, they couldn't meet each other, but they missed each other day and night. Sometimes my heart is really at a loss and I don't know what to do. Sometimes I feel that everything has changed and we will never be as happy as before. Later, we got together again, which was earlier. Everyone is still laughing and laughing, or unscrupulous. We laughed heartily, but it was the same.
I dare not say a big life, but I can say a circle of life. To put it bluntly, life is a cycle, starting from an origin, turning and turning, and finally returning to the starting point. People often say that old people are like children. The old man started from the origin, went around a big circle, experienced too much, saw the world clearly, was relieved, and finally returned to the starting point.
Honestly, what has changed? Nothing has actually changed.
8. I am changing my 800-word composition, and it has been changing-from the attitude of treating people everywhere, from manners to mental state, from dressing to temperament, from hobbies to goal pursuit, people have been changing.
After entering junior high school, I found myself quietly changing inadvertently, so let's talk about etiquette! I am much better than when I was in primary school. When I was in primary school, I was impetuous. I never thought about the consequences of doing it, so I often made jokes and made mistakes. In primary school, the problem of impetuousness can hurt me.
For example, when doing math problems and math exams, the scores are always wrong and the scores are naturally not high.
When I got home, my mother saw such a result and immediately criticized me. I was in an impetuous state. After listening to two or three sentences, I became angry and began to contradict my parents. After dinner, my mother didn't listen to my tutoring at all, and I was thinking there.
Suddenly my mother stopped and said, "I just said this question, please do it for me again!" " "I didn't listen to anything, because I was thinking and my eyes were fixed on this topic. I scratched my head, but I still didn't know what to do.
He said to his mother, "I won't." My mother scolded me when she was angry.
So I pushed my mother out, closed the door and lay in bed thinking, and soon fell asleep. However, after I entered junior high school, I was completely different.
I always accept my mother's teaching with an open mind, because I know it will benefit me a lot. My attitude towards my parents has also improved. My mother criticized me in order to make me correct my shortcomings and hope to do better in the future.
Before I do anything, I also consider the cause and effect. Such a good habit can keep me from joking. I also have the habit of thinking calmly. This good habit has benefited me a lot. No matter doing homework or taking exams, my grades have been greatly improved.
People are always changing, and with the growth of age, there will always be new knowledge and understanding of some things.
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