Write an essay inspired by an object

1. Write a composition about something that inspires you

When the moon is full, people always like to sit at the table, eat delicious food, and enjoy the affection brought by family reunion. warmth. When the moon is waning, most people are busy with life and career. Why do people always miss home when the moon is full? That's because you will have the feeling of "full moon - round people - family reunion" in your heart. Maybe this is the "state of mind", like monk Huichong said: "I think you look like Buddha." It does not mean that you really look like Buddha, but that people who look at people have Buddha in their hearts, have a magnanimous spirit, and can embrace all rivers. Each of us living in society has to accept many other people and things of all kinds. Learning to tolerate others is even more difficult. Who can live without faults in this world? If you are tolerant to him, maybe one day someone will be tolerant to you. There is a full moon in your heart. Even if everything has flaws, you can see the beauty in the flaws. Why is Venus de Milo so admirable? Why do people think that Venus without arms is more outstanding than Venus with arms of any kind? Because it is her incomplete arms that highlight her gracefulness. Because it is her incomplete arms that make people think about it and make them feel mysterious. This is the beauty of imperfection. This is because of the "full moon" in your heart, you feel that everything is beautiful and all mistakes can be forgiven, so incompleteness is also a kind of beauty, and the beauty it embodies can even exceed other complete items.

People are always pursuing perfection and perfection in everything. So "there is no best, only better" has become everyone's goal. Ever since, it has become a convention to use "perfection" to measure everything. There was a girl who felt that she was not beautiful enough or "perfect" enough, so she was willing to go to the hospital for major plastic surgery, so she got the "number one artificial beauty". But it was clear that she was not ugly, just not outstanding enough, but she still refused to accept it and felt that she was not "perfect" enough. The moon in my heart is missing. Even if I become a beautiful woman, how can I feel it? Since you are so harsh on yourself, you must be even more harsh on others. Her nose is not high enough, her eyes are not big enough, he does things too much, he speaks without thinking... There are faults everywhere, and there are mistakes everywhere. If everyone has to worry about everything, then where is the fun in our lives? Is it all about finding fault? When you see what others have done wrong, you gloat about it; when you see how others are worse than you, you are filled with joy. There is a incomplete moon in everyone's heart, and there is malice in everyone's heart. So how can life be peaceful? How can the world find peace? 2. Write a composition about something that inspires you.

Little ants are insignificant. As long as we step on them lightly, their lives will be gone.

However, ants have a valuable quality that we humans can learn from - unity and cooperation. I remember one time, I was walking in front of my house, and suddenly I saw a biscuit on the ground. There was a little ant standing next to the biscuit. I thought: What is this little ant doing? So I squatted down curiously and observed this little ant carefully.

I saw him pushing the biscuit with his tentacles first, but the biscuit didn't move at all. This move made me understand that it was trying to lift the biscuit.

I continued to observe, and it tried to push the biscuit forward with its front feet, but the biscuit wouldn't move. Finally, it struggled to carry the biscuits on its back, but as soon as it was carried it couldn't bear it, so it put it down again.

Although the little ant did not leave, it could be seen that it was disappointed. The little ant walked back and forth in front of the cookie again, as if thinking of something, and then left quietly. I thought: This little ant must be I've given up. I have nothing to see anymore. Let's go home. Just when I got up to leave, I suddenly saw a large group of ants walking towards the biscuit, and the leader was the little ant! Under the command of the little ants, the group of ants lined up in two rows on both sides of the biscuit. The big ones carried it on their backs, and the small ones used their tentacles to hold it up. Finally, they lifted the biscuit. I kept watching the biscuit and the group of ants. As they disappeared into the green grass.

It is impossible for a small ant to move this biscuit, but when many ants think together and work hard in one place, they condense into a powerful force - unity The power of collaboration.

Therefore, we must learn to unite, cooperate and help each other, and cannot have our own way.

This is what I learned from the incident of ants moving food. 3. A 600-word essay on the inspiration of an incident

Someone has asked you for help. Take a look at these questions. Is there anything you can help answer? Baidu home page | Baidu Knows | Log in to the news page Tieba Knows MP3 Image Video Encyclopedia Library Help | Set up Baidu Knows > Culture/Arts > Literature > Novels added to collection Solved One thing inspired me Reward points: 0 - Solve time: 2007-12-8 07:23 About 400 words! Asked by: 710800654 - Level 2 Best Answer On Sunday morning, the weather was clear, the sun was shining, and the sky was cloudless. I was playing happily.

At this time, my mother came over and said to me: "There is an embroidered kitchen knife here. Please sharpen it." I agreed readily.

As the saying goes: "Seeing things is easier than doing them." I think this is true at all. After sharpening the knife for a while, my hands were exhausted and I was so angry that I couldn't laugh or cry.

I originally wanted to give up sharpening the knife and just muddle along, and at most I would be scolded by my mother. But looking at the rusty edge of the knife, it seemed to be smugly laughing at me: "I'm so mentally retarded. I quit doing things halfway."

At this time, the teacher's lecture in class clearly appeared in my mind. The story of grinding a pestle into a needle. It is said that Li Bai often skipped school for fun when he was a child. Once, when Li Bai was skipping school, he saw an old lady grinding an iron pestle by the river.

Curiosity made him go forward involuntarily, and Li Bai asked the old lady: "Why are you grinding the iron pestle when you have nothing to do? Isn't this a waste of effort?" The old lady said seriously: " "Child, I'm not looking for trouble, I'm using this iron pestle to sharpen an embroidery needle." Li Bai couldn't help but laughed and said to the old lady, "This is impossible, the iron pestle is so thick, and the embroidery needle is so big." How many years and months will it take for such a small thing to work?" The old lady said seriously: "As long as you have patience and perseverance, you can do big things. "The cold of the sun." Li Bai felt very ashamed after hearing this, because he had no patience for anything in the past.

Later, he worked hard every day, and finally became a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty. I thought, the old lady has the spirit of perseverance, why can’t I? So, I calmed down and started sharpening the knife again.

I put the kitchen knife on the whetstone and sharpened it with all my strength. The whetstone made a rustling sound, like spring silkworms eating mulberry leaves. I grinded with all my strength again, and the rustling sound became louder, as if the spring rain was moistening the earth.

After a while, the edge of the knife became extremely sharp and looked golden in the sun. Looking at the sharp edge of the knife, it seemed to be praising me sincerely: "Young man, you can really endure hardships and stand hard work."

"Through this incident, I understand: Nothing in the world is difficult, only those who are willing can do it." If you want to see what happens, pay careful attention to everything.

Moral Revelation 8 by Yan Bo, Class 2, Primary 6. Some time ago, CCTV reported that many people spit chewing gum and bubble gum on the ground in Tiananmen Square, causing the sugar stuck to the ground to be trampled on for a long time and difficult to remove and clean. The workers spent a lot of effort to clean up the part. This incident is still fresh in my memory.

This incident raises a moral issue. To tell the truth: Morality is a stone, knocking out the fire of hope; Morality is a fire, igniting a lamp of hope; Morality is a lamp, illuminating the road of life; Morality is a road, guiding people to brilliance.

Everyone knows that when Chairman Mao announced the founding of the People’s Republic of China on the Tiananmen Gate Tower on October 1, 1949, everything in Tiananmen became a symbol of New China. , and now, we have won the right to host the 29th Olympic Games, and people all over the world have turned their attention to our country. For today's glory, how many Chinese people are working hard to build a better China, but there are still some people who are immoral and insult China's dignity.

If you finish eating the candy, wrap it up and throw it into the peel box, it will not cost you much time, nor will it reduce your status. On the contrary, it will enhance your moral character and there will be More people will look at you favorably. On the contrary, if you think that eating and throwing things around will make people think you are a noble person, then you are totally wrong, and it will make people despise you. , look down on you, how shameful your behavior is. Will anyone still look up to you? Suppose again, if you saw a peel that someone just threw on the ground, would you pick it up? There are two choices, pick it up and not pick it up. To tell you the truth, these two choices have two different evaluations of your morality.

If you pick it up, it means that you have high morals, value the dignity of the country, and serve others, which is glorious; if you choose not to pick it up, it means that you are morally corrupt, indolent, and only care about your own enjoyment. If you think there are cleaners around, that's okay, I'll just throw it away and let them clean it up.

But did you know that they also eat imperial food? Although they eat less, it still consumes treasury funds. Although the salary is small, they don't care. To be honest, they are purely selfless.

Most of our cleaners here are old people. They exchange their sweat for the beautiful scenery of the city. They are fighting with their lives. Maybe, we should learn from the cleaners.

What do they do when they leave early and come back late? They give us a “clean” and serve the country. When you see everything they do, how do you feel in your heart? Is it regret or shame? It must be both. Then we should learn from their character of selfless dedication.

Such moral problems exist not only in Tiananmen Square, but also in our schools. Our school has three floors on the first floor, arranged by senior and junior grades, with sixth grade at the top. However, because of this, senior students take advantage of this convenience to do unethical things.

Throw down the packaging bags of snacks, spit down, and throw down bubble gum. Throwing packaging bags down will cause white pollution if the wind blows; spitting down will cause diseases.

Let’s mainly talk about spitting bubble gum. In Hebi City, a small city that lacks funds, no one in the school wants to pick up the bubble gum because it is very dirty. They all use a broom to sweep it. If it sticks to the broom, no one will use the broom, causing a lot of waste. , making funds here even more scarce.

How serious this moral problem is! Let’s see, how many people’s eyes are now focused on our country. This is our honor. This was achieved through the efforts of many Chinese people. These achievements must not be lost because of your fault alone. Disappear into nothing, to put it harshly: true. 4. Write a composition about something that inspires you.

Little ants are insignificant. As long as we step on them lightly, their lives will be gone. However, ants have a valuable quality that we humans can learn from - unity and cooperation.

I remember one time, I was walking in front of my house, and suddenly I saw a biscuit on the ground, and a little ant was standing next to the biscuit. I thought: What is this little ant doing? So I squatted down curiously and observed this little ant carefully. I saw him pushing the biscuit with his tentacles first, but the biscuit didn't move at all. This move made me understand that it was trying to lift the biscuit. I continued to observe, and it tried to push the biscuit forward with its front feet, but the biscuit just wouldn't move. Finally, it struggled to carry the biscuits on its back, but as soon as it was carried it couldn't bear it, so it put it down again. Although the little ant didn't leave, it could be seen that it was disappointed. The little ant walked back and forth in front of the biscuit again, as if thinking of some way, and then left quietly. I thought: This little ant must have given up, and I have nothing to do with it. It's time to watch. Go home. Just when I got up to leave, I suddenly saw a large group of ants walking towards the biscuit, and the leader was the little ant! Under the command of the little ants, the group of ants lined up in two rows on both sides of the biscuit. The big ones carried it on their backs, and the small ones used their tentacles to hold it up. Finally, they lifted the biscuit. I kept watching the biscuit and the group of ants. As they disappeared into the green grass.

It is impossible for a small ant to move this biscuit, but when many ants think together and work hard in one place, they condense into a powerful force - unity The power of collaboration. Therefore, we must learn to unite, cooperate and help each other, and cannot have our own way.

This is what I learned from the incident of ants moving food. 5. Something inspired me to write an essay

An unforgettable lesson I think the biggest lesson I learned from the first grade to the present is that I got out of the car before it stopped, resulting in an injury.

I remember it was a hot summer day, and my mother took me home to take a nap. We slept with the air conditioner on and it was so comfortable.

It was "the perfect time to sleep in the hot summer," and we didn't even hear the alarm clock ring. When I woke up suddenly and looked at the clock, Oh my God! It was almost 2:15, and I quickly woke up my mother.

I hurriedly changed my clothes, put on my shoes, put on my red scarf, and hurried out the door. My mother and I got on the motorcycle and drove to school quickly.

I was anxious and worried about being late. When we were about to reach the school gate, the motorcycle started to slow down, and I got off in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, as soon as my feet touched the ground, I couldn't help but kneel down. I said "Ouch", it hurt so much! Looking again, it turned out that a layer of skin had been scraped off my knees and my hands were dirty. When I got up in embarrassment, the car was already three meters away from me.

I wanted to cry, and I thought my mother would ask me how I felt after the fall. Unexpectedly, my mother scolded me sharply: "Why did you get out of the car before it stopped!" She said aggrievedly: "I'm just impatient." Mom said even louder: "Anxiety can't be the reason for falling!" Yes, being anxious can't be the reason for falling, and it can't be the reason for doing something wrong. Excuse.

From now on, no matter how anxious I am, I will no longer be so careless and reckless, because I will always remember this unforgettable lesson. In school, teachers often teach us to be helpful and take the initiative to help people in need. I keep this sentence firmly in my heart. As long as I meet someone in need, I will do my best to help if I can. Go help. Just a few days ago, something happened that inspired me a lot. When I was passing by a station on the way to school, a gray-haired old man burst into my sight. She was about seven years old. She was in her teens, wearing dark blue clothes, and leaning on a cane. She was seen moving her little feet. As the old man walked, she carefully identified the signs hanging in front of the buses. She looked at the bus that had just stopped, and finally I tremblingly grabbed the armrest and got into the car. When I saw the old man getting into the car, I couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, she got out of the car again, and I was about to help her. At this moment, I came A boy who looked like a student walked up to the old man quickly, held the old man's arm with both hands, lowered his head and asked something. As he asked, he helped the old man move forward... looking at the old man and the young man. Disappearing in the crowd, I am really happy. What I am happy about is that when the student sees others in trouble, he does not hesitate to lend a helping hand. What is even more happy is that the student can send the old man to where she wants to go. The destination. I think: As long as each of us treats others with a beautiful love, as long as all of us continue to inject a spring of love into the society, then our society will definitely be full of love. It will definitely become better. 6. Composition on the revelation of one thing

Every thing has its own revelation, and different things have different revelations.

I myself experienced something not long ago. This matter may not be important to others, but it has a great impact on me.

One day during the summer vacation, I was lucky enough to free up time and seize the opportunity to go swimming with my friend who was studying far away in Puli and finally met someone who could go home during the holidays. Speaking of this friend, I can only say that she is very important to me.

I have grown up with her since I was a child. I think she is also the friend who I trust the most and understands me best. As we grow up, we often get angry over minor disputes, but we eventually get along.

But what happened this time was not as simple as before. I believe she also knew that I was hurt so badly by her that I almost exploded with anger! ! This is how it started. One hot afternoon, I couldn't resist the scorching heat, so I suggested going for a swim, of course! I was the first to find this person who has been my best friend since childhood.

I invited her with great anticipation.

At first, she agreed to me and made an appointment for a rough time, but just when she was about to go out, I called again to make sure that the fumbling guy was ready? result.

, something unexpected happened! She told me that she didn't finish her homework and didn't want to go.

..Oh my god~ My heart suddenly went cold. On the other end of the phone, I felt a raging anger in my heart. I admit that I get angry easily, but I can’t promise other people’s things first. Feel free to regret it! Although I was extremely angry at the moment, thinking about it carefully, it was not the solution for me to force myself to do something that others had not finished their homework.

Suddenly I had an idea! I vaguely remembered that she would go to the concert tomorrow, so I immediately asked her to promise me that I must see her at the concert tomorrow! that's all. Time jumps to the next night.

Huh? Strange, why didn't I see her? Could it be..., among our group of friends, I couldn't see her at all, and my mother also called her home at this time. The phone hung up... I asked anxiously, but to my surprise, the answer I got was so... outrageous.

What homework has not been completed? What can't be done? Oh my God! ! Is this the answer she gave me? This is how she can treat her friends! ? In desperation, I couldn't restrain my "tear glands" and just cried. To be honest, it's very embarrassing, but I can't care so much anymore. I care about her so much, but in exchange for such a few heartless words? Throughout the night of the concert, I couldn't seem to concentrate. I kept thinking about how I should tell her and let her understand what I was thinking! ? That's how things ended.

Let’s talk about the key points! The first is "promise". In the story I shared today, "she" gave me a promise, but she did not actually keep it. I care a lot about the promises made to me by others (I believe everyone thinks so too), especially the friends I care about very much.

In fact, it is not difficult to make a promise to others, but you cannot be completely sure whether you can achieve it, right? ? Sometimes, promises made to others are often related to the key to others' attitude towards you and their trust in you. Returning to this story again, when "she" broke her trust twice in a row, is my friend still willing to trust her? At that time, I was filled with anger. Not only did I not trust her in every possible way, I also didn’t feel the so-called “respect”! Regardless of whether we are friends or not, I think we must have the most basic respect for people, things, things, etc.

Will we be happier when we feel respected by the friends around us? Think about it, if you are a speaker today, when you are giving a speech, do you want the audience in the audience to be confused and talk about their own things, or to listen carefully and attentively? After this incident ended, I kept telling myself and reminding myself that I must be a "good friend" rather than a "bad friend" in the eyes of others; I must also truly abide by my commitments to others and respect everyone. When you want others to trust you, the premise is that you must trust others first.

Small story, big truth! From this experience, I learned a lot of principles of life, and all of this is attributed to my friend who grew up with me.

7. Write a 250-word composition with the title "Inspiration from an Incident"

I remember an incident during the summer vacation of fourth grade that gave me a revelation, which I will never forget. That summer vacation, I often went to play in the garden of our community. Once, when I was resting next to a big tree, I saw small piles of sand at my feet. I took a closer look. It turned out that they were made of sand. Ant holes built by the hard work of ants. When I saw the ants coming in and out, they crawled in and out of these holes. So, I wanted to do an experiment to see if I filled the holes with small piles of sand. What will happen? I just filled the ant holes with sand, and the ants in those holes started working. They used their "hands" to move the sand out of the ant holes one by one. I saw that they completed the project very quickly. But I thought: Although the ants and ants will move all the sand this time, will they move it a second, third, or fourth time...? I filled the ant holes with sand again with doubts. Then I saw the ants struggling hard to rebuild their homes. I filled it again several times. But the ants still relied on their perseverance to Perseverance rebuilt the anthole. Ah! They are really a group of little creatures with perseverance and perseverance! Their perseverance and perseverance inspire them to never give up until they do something well. I thought: If even the little ants have such perseverance and perseverance, shouldn't we humans also have perseverance and perseverance? No matter what we do, we must have the perseverance and perseverance of an ant. We will never give up until we achieve our goals! Did Thomas Alva Edison, the great inventor, fail more than a thousand times when he invented the electric light? He failed so many times, but didn't he still rely on perseverance and perseverance to succeed? Let us think about it. If Edison had given up halfway, then he would not have succeeded in inventing the electric light. What he had done before was in vain. As long as we have perseverance and perseverance, we can do well no matter what we do. This is my inspiration. Failure is It is the mother of success. Perseverance and perseverance will lead to success. Let us move towards success with perseverance and perseverance. 8. An inspiring composition

There are many touching things in life. They are like pearls on the seabed, hidden in our hearts. Today, I will choose the most shining pearl for you to take a look at!

On this day, I was playing computer games online. When I was fascinated, my mother woke up and said to me: "Son, my mother is very uncomfortable. You can cook and eat by yourself, and then clean the house." "Okay! Okay!" I said impatiently. But I couldn't keep my eyes away from the computer. Gradually, I forgot what my mother told me...

After a long time, I looked back, huh? Where did mom go? I came to the living room and my mother was lying on the sofa. The mop fell to the floor and was half wet. I seemed to understand something, and my heart felt like a knife. I didn’t know what to do or what to say. I stood there blankly looking at my mother’s tired face...

After a few minutes, I Take the quilt and cover your mother with it. At this moment, I heard a crisp sound of metal collision, and my heart jumped "bang" and "bang". Sure enough, my father came back. He woke up my mother and asked, "Have you eaten? Why are you sleeping here?" My mother nodded. My father turned around and asked me, "Have you done anything for your mother?" I lowered my head, my face turned red, and I felt very ashamed. But my mother took over: "He is very good and has done a lot of things for me!" Dad touched my head and smiled.

This surprised me. I never thought that my mother would say this. Maybe my mother is afraid that my strict father will criticize me? But I really didn’t do any housework! Should I confess to my father or hide it from my mother? I really don’t know what to do...

This incident really moved me. I can only feel it with my heart. 9. Essay (the inspiration given to me by one thing) about 650 words

(1) I remember an incident during the summer vacation of fourth grade that gave me a revelation that I will never forget.

During that summer vacation, I often went to play in the garden of our community. Once, when I was resting next to a big tree, I saw small piles of sand at my feet. I took a closer look.

It turns out that these are ant holes built by the hard work of ants. When I saw the ants coming in and out, they crawled in and out of these holes.

So, I wanted to do an experiment to see what would happen if I filled the hole with a small pile of sand.

I just filled the ant holes with sand, and the ants in those holes started working. They used their "hands" to move the sand out of the ant holes one by one.

I see they completed the project very quickly. But I thought: Although the ants and ants will move all the sand this time, will they move it a second, third, or fourth time...? I filled the anthole with sand again with doubts.

Later I saw the ants working hard to rebuild their homes. I refilled it several times.

But the ants still relied on their perseverance and perseverance to rebuild the anthole. ah! They are really a group of little creatures with perseverance and perseverance! Their perseverance and perseverance inspire them to never give up until they do something well.

I thought: If even the little ants have such perseverance and perseverance. Then shouldn’t we humans also have perseverance and perseverance? No matter what we do, we must have the perseverance and perseverance of an ant.

We will never give up until we reach our goal! Did Thomas Alva Edison, the great inventor, fail more than a thousand times when he invented the electric light? He failed so many times, but didn't he still rely on perseverance and perseverance to succeed? Let us think about it. If Edison had given up halfway, then he would not have succeeded in inventing the electric light, and all his previous efforts would have been in vain. As long as we have perseverance and perseverance, we can do well no matter what we do.

This is my revelation. Failure is the mother of success. If you have perseverance and perseverance, you will succeed.

Let us move towards success with perseverance and perseverance! (2) In the pictures in my memory, many things have gradually faded away with the passage of time, but only one thing is still fresh in my memory. It was a Saturday.

At noon, my mother wants to make a cold dish, which requires smashing garlic into minced garlic. When mom had everything ready, she started smashing the garlic.

At this time, I was reading a book and smelled a smell that could make people cry. I guessed that it must be my mother smashing garlic. So, having never seen garlic smashed before, I ran to the kitchen and saw my mother crying because of the garlic. I thought to myself: Mom can't even smash garlic, so to me, Zhang Fei eats bean sprouts --- A piece of cake? Look at me! I grabbed the remaining three garlics from my mother's hand, put them in the container, and smashed them with something specially designed to smash garlic.

However, the garlic in the container didn't seem to listen to my words. When I smashed it, the garlic "flyed around" in the container, which made me smash it in anger. Suddenly, a garlic jumped out of the container, jumped onto the chopping board, and turned around several times triumphantly, as if to say: "Come on! Come on! You can't catch me!" What should I do? By the way, garlic is hard to smash because it is round. Wouldn’t it be easier to smash if you make the garlic flat? Just do it.

I flattened the garlic with a knife. Then I smashed it and gave it a try, hey! It works! Doesn't this prove the saying - nothing is difficult in the world, as long as there are people who are willing! Through this incident, I learned that there is knowledge everywhere in life.