Continue to write a story 300

"One" rich ocean continues to write a story of 300 words.

The waves would rather hit the rocky mountain in the way than take a step back.

"II" Pinocchio's story continues with 300-250 words.

At the beginning of school, Pi Nuo Qi came to school with his schoolbag on his back. The children were very surprised when they saw Pi Nuo's long nose. Around him, Zuo Quan looked to the right and pointed. Some reached out and touched him, others laughed at him and said he was ugly. Pi Nuo was very sad, and the teacher quickly went to comfort him after seeing it.

In class, Pi Nuo's long nose accidentally poked the classmate in front, and the classmate burst into tears. Pi Nuo kept apologizing to him until he stopped crying. When doing his homework, Pi Nuo's long nose is just a foot long, which makes him sit up straight and write neatly. The teacher praised him and asked everyone to learn from him. Students will never laugh at his long nose again.

One day after school, Pi Nuo Qi and his classmates went home. On the way, he saw a big boy bullying a child. He rushed up and poked the big boy with his long nose. The big boy was frightened and ran away.

Another time, the teacher took his classmates to the river for an outing, and a classmate accidentally fell into the river, which frightened everyone. Pi Nuo Qi jumped into the water without hesitation and saved the classmate with his long nose.

Since then, no one has laughed at Pi Nuo's long nose. He has a good time every day.

"Three" diary continued to write a 300-word story of Xiao Mu.

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Thinking of writing: Show the character and center through stories. The story comes from life, but after sorting, refining and arranging, it is more concentrated, complete and representative than the real cases in real life.

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The "hometown" in memory is beautiful, but it is no longer there. In retrospect and imagination, it is not so "real" because it is only the "hometown" of young people who cherish chastity, not the hometown of an adult who is under pressure from life and society.

This virgin heart is fragile and doomed to disappear. Teenagers don't have to bear the pressure of material life, support their families or get involved in the social relations of adults. But people are destined to grow up from teenagers to adults, and adults are destined to make a living independently.

Therefore, the "hometown" in the eyes of adults is a more important and authentic "hometown", because it not only determines the fate of adults, but also determines the future of generations of children.

However, this realistic "hometown" is painful and lacks vitality and development potential. Sister-in-law Yang Er in Tofu Beauty corrupts the spirit of "hometown" and disintegrates the future of "hometown" with her selfish and narrow desire for material interests, while Runtu maintains the suffering of reality with her patience, so that everything in reality cannot be transformed into a bright future.

However, we can't help but hope that our hometown will have a bright future, and we can't help but have the desire to change the reality of our hometown. This is not only because it destroyed the beautiful "hometown" in my memory, but also because the realistic "hometown" decided the fate of generations in my hometown.

Real ideals are not designed out of thin air. Nobody told me. We often think so, but that is not a person's real ideal. That kind of "ideal" doesn't play a big role in a person's spiritual development, because it can't go deep into a person's heart. It is something that a person can avoid, and he will give up easily when he encounters difficulties.

A person's real ideal comes from the difference of his different life feelings and from his dissatisfaction with real life and social conditions. As far as my hometown is concerned, I have a beautiful hometown in memory and a painful hometown in reality.

The former is beautiful, but it is not the reality of "hometown", nor is it the "hometown" of all "hometown" people in real life. The real "hometown" is unbearable.

I naturally have a hope that my hometown in reality is as beautiful as my hometown in memory, and that the people in my hometown in reality are as prosperous, energetic and kind and friendly as the young people in my hometown in memory.

However, the current "hometown" has become what it is now, and the reality cannot be changed, only the future can be changed. At this time, "I" will have an ideal concept of "hometown". Only this kind of ideal is the truest ideal of "me", because it is naturally formed from my life feelings and social feelings and sublimated from my heart. Once this ideal is born, "I" will never give up.

"I hope that they are no longer like me, and everyone is separated ... but I don't want them to live as my hard work because they want to be angry. I don't want them to live as hard work, and I don't want them to live as hard work for others. They should live a new life for things we have never lived. " This is my ideal for my hometown.

"Wu" continued to write a 300-word Story of the Back.

Do you think it's okay after reading it? The story of Arabian Nights is not easy to continue. I hope you can understand it better after reading it.

I recently read the story of hunchback, which turned out to be driven by boredom. As a result, after reading this short story, I was moved.

In today's social environment, people encounter sudden changes, either unrelated to themselves, hanging high, or instinctively afraid. The first thing that comes to mind is shirking responsibility. This is a typical story of shirking responsibility because of fear. Tailors, doctors, cooks, pedestrians, everyone has the opportunity to lend a helping hand to camels for the first time, but everyone wants to shift the responsibility to others and tidy up themselves. People's moral standards are different, so we can't ask everyone to be selfless and brave. Good and evil are like the legendary white dragon and black dragon, entrenched in people's hearts and fighting with each other. Those who hit and run, those who have the ability to help the injured but secretly walk away when the disaster happens, those who dare not be brave ... After a fierce ideological struggle at that moment, the conscience disappeared and the Black Dragon won. So, they chose to escape. I don't think we need to blame them too much. They will be condemned by their own conscience, tortured by themselves, more afraid, bound by spirit and restless all day.

People on earth are good at living. So in the end, everyone stood up one by one, admitted their mistakes and took responsibility. Everyone has herd mentality, so the first person to stand up is more valuable. When one person stands up, more people will stand up. it is never too late to mend one's ways

Five thousand years of civilization has created our tenacious and tolerant national character. Be more friendly, more understanding and more responsible. When others need our help, let's take our responsibility at the first time. World peace and social harmony are not only the blueprint for our construction, but also our realistic and yearning life.

In the book "The Story of Humpback Whale", I really saw a short story, but in fact, this story is really worth reading and thinking about.

"Lu" continues to write the text of "poor people" in 300 words?

The poor continued to write 300 words.

Sang Na opened the curtain, seven little heads lined up and slept soundly. The fisherman closed the tent and said to his wife, "why didn't you say so earlier?" I thought you didn't want to. By the way, where do we bury Simon? " "Bury him in the Woods." Sang Na said to her husband, "But what do the seven children eat? What to wear? "

Both of them were silent.

After a while, the fisherman said to Sang Na, "Sang Na, we will get through this. The children will be fine. You don't have to worry. " Even though the fisherman said this, Sang Na saw the worry on her husband's face and said to her, "Alas, it's too late. The children are all asleep. Let's go to bed. " "hmm." The stove is off, the lights are off and everything is quiet.

After 20 years, this small fishing village gradually became rich, and the Sanna family also lived in a big house. At this time, Sang Na and the fisherman were both white-haired, and their children were all around them, beating their legs and telling stories about their work ... The two old people smiled happily. Suddenly, the fisherman said to Sang Na, "Remember Simon? If she is watching in the sky, she should be very happy! "

The whole family was silent.

Sang Na said, "Why don't we go and see her?" "Well, very good."

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"Look, here they are." Sang Na opened the curtains.

The fisherman saw it and said, "Oh! Sang Na, you brought Simon's baby. Why didn't you tell me? "

"Oh, I thought you would be different from what I thought." Sang Na said with a smile. ...

The next day, all five children in the sauna woke up and gathered around the sauna room. The little blonde girl said, "Mom, why are the two little sisters of Aunt Simon sleeping in our house?" Hearing this, Sang Na said, "Oh, Aunt Simon, he has gone on a business trip ... so ... Aunt Simon's two children ... are in our house." Hearing this, the eldest son immediately said, "Mom,no.". Our family of seven can barely eat. What if our two sisters don't have enough to eat? " After a long time, Sang Na said slowly, "Hello! To tell you the truth, in fact, Aunt Simon passed away, so I had to bring my two sisters here in order not to starve to death. Children, please listen to me, we can always get through it! " ...

The eldest son is very sensible and often goes fishing with his father. The youngest daughter is also very sensible, helping her mother sew clothes. In this way, the sauna family struggled for several years. At this time, the younger daughter has already had a good skill in making clothes. So the youngest daughter left her hometown and was allowed to do business in the city. At first, business was not so good. Later, because my little daughter was as kind, hardworking and capable as Sang Na, she won the hearts of countless customers and the business became more and more prosperous. A few years later, Sang Na's youngest daughter has become the boss of several large clothing companies. The youngest daughter thought: I haven't been home for several years, and I want to enjoy this happiness with my brother and sister. ...

A few days later, the youngest daughter came to her hometown and pushed open her door. Her parents sat in the chair and looked at her with a smile. They hugged each other as soon as they met, and then sat down and told their parents what had happened in recent years. ...

After staying at home for a few days, my little daughter went to live in the city with her father, mother, brother and sister because she never gave up.

The youngest daughter took them to the city and settled them in their own homes one by one. ...

Since then, the sauna family has lived a happy and prosperous life. Of course, they often go back to the village to help those poor and difficult people tide over the difficulties. Therefore, it was praised by many people. ......

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"Look, here they are." Sang Na opened the curtains. "Oh, Sang Na, you have brought it back. Why didn't you tell me? " "Hee hee, I thought you didn't agree with me to bring these two children back!" Simon is our good neighbor, I absolutely agree! The old clock struck twelve again quietly, and everyone fell asleep quietly and sweetly in the roaring waves.

In the dark morning, the fisherman went out to sea against the waves. Sang Na was busy inside and outside, sewing and dividing the brown bread, and looked at seven quiet and lovely faces from time to time. Just as she woke up these little slackers, the biggest one said in surprise, "Hey, why are Aunt Simon's little brothers here?" "Aunt Simon goes to work and the children stay at home for a few days." "No, we still don't have enough to eat and are hungry every day. This will starve the little brothers. " A little girl said anxiously. "Children, aunt Simon is actually dead. We must hold on, or our two little brothers will starve to death. Will you? " The sensible older child immediately said, "We will survive, including my parents, my brothers and sisters. I will work with my father tomorrow and feed my little brother! " "Sang Na tears of joy.

But after she was happy, she became sad again. There is no fish, and there are some pieces of brown bread left. Children and adults may be able to persist in the past, but children can't chew brown bread without milk. What shall we do? Listening to the crying and noise on the bed, she anxiously rummaged through the bag full of fish, and all she could find was clean bones and gnawed mussels. Alas! God plays tricks on people. What can he do? Sang Na had to draw a cross again and again, wishing the whole family food and good health.

Sang Na poured the soup made of fish bones into a cup and fed it to the baby. They finally drank, stopped crying and giggled. The children kissed their little faces with joy, and Sang Na's frown relaxed, lovingly stroking the little head next to them.

In the evening, the wind miraculously stopped, and the red sunset dyed half the sky red. The children happily washed their feet on the beach against the sea breeze. The fisherman smiled happily and returned home with a full load, and he could have a full meal again. The children are playing happily by the sea. ...

The continuation of the poor

Sang Na pulled the curtain and said, "Look, these seven children are sleeping soundly!" "Yes, how lovely, I like them very much." The fisherman looked at Sang Na and said with a smile. Sang Na looked at the fisherman calmly and said, "What will happen when they grow up and know?" "Will you thank me?" "Yes, our children can't lose their conscience. I believe them. " The fisherman smiled and said, "Look at their performance."

Twenty years have passed. Sang Na and the fisherman are still so kind-but they live in the city now because their children are working in the city now.

One weekend, seven children got together to discuss how to celebrate Sang Na's birthday. Wednesday is Sang Na's birthday.

Today is Wednesday. Sang Na's seven children quietly took out their keys, opened the door and entered the house. Hiding behind the sofa, they heard the conversation between Sang Na and the fisherman and learned the whole story. The children were silent, and soon their eyes were full of tears. They stood up and casually walked to the bedroom. According to the birthday sequence, they really gave Sang Na a big surprise. Finally, Simon's children said in unison, "Thank you, Mom! If it weren't for you and dad, we wouldn't be here today! " You are all my good children, whether I am my own or not, you are all my good children! "Sang Na said with a tearful smile.

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The fisherman looked at Sang Na and said, "Sang Na, you did the right thing. Although we will work harder than usual, we will definitely get through it for our seven children! " Sang Na nodded his head. The fisherman looked at his seven children again. He was very happy.

It's another day ... The fisherman went fishing early, and Sang Na just got up and was sewing clothes. At this time, the horizon outside the window is a fish-belly grey, and the fisherman and the seven children in the sauna are still sleeping in the roar of the sea breeze. Sang Na sometimes takes a look at the children after sewing a dress. Sang Na smiled when he looked at seven such lovely children. After a long time, Sanna wiped the bean-sized sweat on her face and said, "Well, let's have a rest first. It's time to make breakfast for the children. " Sang Na went to the kitchen, picked seven small fish, went out again, and brought back a lot of hay and wood. She pricked the fish with a stick and lit hay with a match to roast the fish for the children. Careful Sang Na also cut off the thorn of each fish to prevent the child from being stabbed. "Little chef hippo ..." Sang Na grilled fish, ready to wait for the children to wake up before giving them food.

Unconsciously, the child woke up. They shouted in unison, "Mom." Sang Na was very happy. The children climbed down from the bed and walked slowly. Sang Na gave the fish to each child: "Eat." Sang Na stroked the children's heads and watched them gobble. Sang Na is also very happy. After the children finished their breakfast, Sang Na started sewing again. But some naughty children are making trouble. They threw clothes around and sewed them up like toys. However, Sang Na did not blame them, but said in a gentle tone: "Hehe, have fun."

At night, the fisherman should be back, and Sang Na is a little worried. While waiting, Sang Na kept walking home while drawing a cross on his chest. Suddenly, the door of the house was opened. A cool sea breeze rushed into the room, and it turned out that the big, dark fisherman had returned. He said, "Hey, Sang Na, I'm back!" Sang Na was very excited and said, "Oh! God bless! You finally came back. " At this time, Sang Na hasn't noticed a big surprise falling from the sky. The fisherman pulled out the wet fishing net behind him. "A big net fish!" Sang Na was very surprised. The fisherman smiled proudly. The fisherman said, "yes, sauna." When I was fishing today, my clothes were rotten again. Please sew them for me later. " "ok." The fisherman walked up to the children and said, "Children, I'm back!" " "The children smiled and hugged the fisherman." Oh! I can't control so many children. ""Hehe. " Everyone laughed. What a happy family.

Continuation of the "poor" text

The fisherman looked at Sang Na and said, "Sang Na, you did the right thing. Although we will work harder than usual, we will definitely get through it for our seven children! " Sang Na nodded his head. The fisherman looked at his seven children again. He was very happy.

It's another day ... The fisherman went fishing early, and Sang Na just got up and was sewing clothes. At this time, the horizon outside the window is a fish-belly grey, and the fisherman and the seven children in the sauna are still sleeping in the roar of the sea breeze. Sang Na sometimes takes a look at the children after sewing a dress. Sang Na smiled when he looked at seven such lovely children. After a long time, Sanna wiped the bean-sized sweat on her face and said, "Well, let's have a rest first. It's time to make breakfast for the children. " Sang Na went to the kitchen, picked seven small fish, went out again, and brought back a lot of hay and wood. She pricked the fish with a stick and lit hay with a match to roast the fish for the children. Careful Sang Na also cut off the thorn of each fish to prevent the child from being stabbed. "Little chef hippo ..." Sang Na grilled fish, ready to wait for the children to wake up before giving them food.

Unconsciously, the child woke up. They shouted in unison, "Mom." Sang Na was very happy. The children climbed down from the bed and walked slowly. Sang Na gave the fish to each child: "Eat." Sang Na stroked the children's heads and watched them gobble. Sang Na is also very happy. After the children finished their breakfast, Sang Na started sewing again. But some naughty children are making trouble. They threw clothes around and sewed them up like toys. However, Sang Na did not blame them, but said in a gentle tone: "Hehe, have fun."

At night, the fisherman should be back, and Sang Na is a little worried. While waiting, Sang Na kept walking home while drawing a cross on his chest. Suddenly, the door of the house was opened. A cool sea breeze rushed into the room, and it turned out that the big, dark fisherman had returned. He said, "Hey, Sang Na, I'm back!" Sang Na was very excited and said, "Oh! God bless! You finally came back. " At this time, Sang Na hasn't noticed a big surprise falling from the sky. The fisherman pulled out the wet fishing net behind him. "A big net fish!" Sang Na was very surprised. The fisherman smiled proudly. The fisherman said, "yes, sauna." When I was fishing today, my clothes were rotten again. Please sew them for me later. " "ok." The fisherman walked up to the children and said, "Children, I'm back!" " "The children smiled and hugged the fisherman." Oh! I can't control so many children. ""Hehe. " Everyone laughed. What a happy family.

Qi is a sequel story with about 300 words.

The puppy keeps learning to write.

Spring is coming, and the puppy is jumping and playing happily in the forest.

On this day, it heard a dog barking. I don't know what that is. It came carefully from the grass one day. It went to the grass. At first glance, a puppy that looks exactly like himself is barking, barking, barking, and another puppy is barking. He was surprised. He asked you why you call another puppy that way, and said, because this is our language, can't you? Let's teach you. When I call you, you call me woof-woof. Have you learned?

I will say thank you, and since then, they have become best friends. They happily make phone calls together every day, jump around together and say hello to each other in their own language every day. One day, a farmer passed by and found that they were the same. He took them home. The puppy runs around the yard every day. The farmer found them fickle, so he named them Xiaodong. They have a good time every day. Wherever you go, you are very popular.

They lived happily ever after.

"Ba" went to Shanxi Village to continue writing 300-word stories.

Rewriting of Shanxi fu cun

Since I was demoted, I have returned to my hometown after a long separation. I feel annoyed at the thought of national security and survival. It is the season when the golden osmanthus is fragrant and the farmers have a good harvest. I can't help but want to go out and relax.

Walking, I came to Shanxi village. The farmers there are very hospitable. When they saw me, they greeted me from a distance and invited me to his house. When I came to my hometown, the old man moved out of the wine brewed in the twelfth lunar month, and the peasant woman at home was busy killing chickens and pigs and bought a rich table of dining tables. I can't help feeling uneasy when I see that they spend so much money. The old man said: "This year's harvest is good, and there is plenty of food and wine at home. You can drink as much as you want. Come on, let's talk while drinking. " I readily agreed. Although the wine brewed in the twelfth lunar month is turbid and tasteless, I still can't help but drink a few more cups. In glass after glass of good wine, I was slightly drunk and my sorrow was swept away.

After a big meal and a short rest, I'm going home. The villagers took me to the entrance of the village. I said goodbye to everyone and moved on. Along the way, the mountains and rivers are beautiful and the winding paths are deep. The stream is gurgling, and the flowers are competing for each other. I can't help being deeply intoxicated. Walking, the path suddenly disappeared. I wonder if there is a road ahead. Looking up, I suddenly saw a village surrounded by flowers in Liu Yin, which surprised and delighted me.

In this world, sometimes I don't have to care about my eyes. In the face of difficulties, as long as I keep moving forward, there will be a way out.

Nine continued to write a 300-word story composition about the ancient bridge.

In my memory of growing up, there are unforgettable, happy, happy … What I remember most is the day of my eleventh birthday. I was so happy that day.

On my birthday, I got up early, put on new clothes and shoes, and skipped to school. Along the way, birds were chirping in the branches. They seem to say to me, "Happy birthday to you!" "

When I arrived at school, my deskmate Xiaohong gave me a prepared birthday present and said to me, "Happy birthday, Shi. This is my birthday present for you. " I accepted the gift with a smile and said to Xiaohong, "Thank you for the gift." When other students saw it, they all sent gifts to me and said, "Happy birthday!" " I will also be happy to say "thank you!" "Give them. .

Finally, after school, I took my classmates home. Mother took out the cake that had been prepared. The students laughed happily while singing birthday songs for me, and I also made my eleventh birthday wish in their blessings. ...

"Hoo!" After I blew out the candles, I began to cut the cake, and then I handed it to my classmates. "ah!" Xiao Ming put cream on my face when I was not paying attention, and I was not to be outdone. I put cream on his face ... "Ha ha ha ..." The birthday party ended in our laughter. Although Naxi's birthday has passed for a long time, the happiness of birthday has long been in my heart.