15 from the composition of the army! ! !

Tang and Zhang joined the army at the age of fifteen and returned to China at the age of eighty. Everyone in the village, who is at home? Looking into the distance is your home, with countless pines and cypresses. Rabbits enter from the dog's sinus and pheasants fly from the beam. In the atrium, Green Valley was born, and in the well, Lv Kui was born. Eat grains as rice and drink sunflower as soup. The soup and rice have been cooked for a while, and I don't know who it will be. Looking out of the door, tears fell on my clothes.

When I went there that year, I was fifteen years old and very young. I don't remember today, I fell down. Do you see the location? It should be your distant home. I remember the house next to the grave full of pines and cypresses. Rabbits are rolling in the doghouse on the roof, and cocks are crowing on the beams. There is a lot of green wheat in the house, and several tall sunflowers are growing by the well. I cooked some Gu Mi and peeled some sunflower seeds. I smelled delicious food and thought I should let my relatives try it first. Feeling uncomfortable, I walked to the door. Looking at the pine and cypress in the east, my clothes were wet with tears. I can't repay my parents' kindness in one day. The cultivation of the country, I can't say. I hope all the children in the world will cherish their time with their loved ones. I died in front of my relatives' graves, better than my comrades.

Two:

Is this my home? In the direction of a child's finger, an abandoned yard appeared in front of me. Removing the dumped Chai Men scared away flocks of pheasants in the grass. Under the crumbling wall, some rabbits poked their heads out-they were annoyed at the arrival of a stranger.

At the age of fifteen, he left his hometown and went to the battlefield. Whenever I see the moon in The Voice of Diao Dou, I think of my parents. How many times I went back to my hometown in my dream and saw a quiet yard, and my white-haired parents were so kind. But it is still a dream!

The generals said that the war was coming to an end. We've been looking forward to it. We've been looking forward to it. But after I survived again and again, I was sent to the frontier to be a guard. Ten years, twenty years, thirty years ... until white hair. ...

I picked wild sunflower, cooked and put it on the ground. I saw my parents beside me and my brother beside me, talking and laughing happily. But in the blink of an eye, there was nothing.

Only weeds are growing, only the wind is blowing, and only birds are singing sadly.

Life has just passed away in the war. ...

My old soldier's heart is dead

Third;

One late autumn morning, under a withered poplar tree, a yellow leaf, accompanied by a gust of wind, bumped and trembled helplessly from the top of the canopy, falling down and falling on the wet and cold ground.

I took the horse that followed me for many years and returned to my hometown. I stopped at Yunlai Hotel first, because I was tired of traveling. Small 2 came up to me enthusiastically, "old man, what do you need? Our shop has excellent daughter red. How about an altar? "

"yes! Two more side dishes. "

"good! Please wait a moment. "

Xiao er turned and was about to leave when I stopped him again: "Xiao er, has anything happened in these decades?"

He waved and said, "Hey. Nothing big will happen in a small place like ours. For decades, it's still the same, the people are miserable, and the money allocated by the court has been taken away by those corrupt officials. It's sad that people are starving to death without food. "

"Damn it!" I slapped the table angrily.

Xiao er shook his head in dismay and continued, "I only heard about it a few days ago." Four people have died in a farmhouse on the mountain over there. Some of them are very ill, and some can't stand hunger ... "

I was stunned. He hasn't finished yet. "Take me to the farmer."

Soon, I was exhausted and panting. Alas, I am old, and now my prestige on the battlefield has disappeared without a trace. Xiao er pointed to me with his finger: "That's a family." When I looked over, my legs suddenly went soft. Suddenly, I seemed to fall into the ice room, cold from head to toe. Small 2 helped me up from behind, "how did this happen? Why? Why? " I sobbed like a child. ...

Xiao er helped me to the threshold and sat down, watching rabbits go in and out of the old dog's hole, and pheasants flying around the beams of the rotten house. In the past, the yard was full of wild grains, and wild sunflower was born on the original well platform. The breeze messed up my unkempt white hair and my heart ached.

Xiao er inexplicably asked me, "grandpa, what is your relationship with this family?" Why are you so sad? "

I am silent and sad. I looked at the enthusiastic Xiao er and decided to tell him my story to the fullest. "This is my home." Xiao er is surprised. I went on to say, "I'm over eighty this year. I once had a warm family: a hardworking father, a kind mother, a brave brother and a polite sister-in-law. At the age of fifteen, I will never forget that the imperial court was in urgent need of soldiers. The government found my house. They want my brother to be a soldier, but he can't move easily, so they set their eyes on me. My mother and sister-in-law cried and knelt down to plead, but those officials ignored me and took me away. I didn't expect that day to be the last time I saw my family. I have written to my family before, and I don't know if my family has received it. " Xiao er nodded.

"A few days ago, I was able to retire to my hometown. I was so excited that I didn't sleep well for days and nights. I didn't expect ... "

Xiao er said, "old man, you don't have to be too sad. Everything is fate!" " In the future, you should treat me as your family! I see you are hungry, too. "Xiao Er picked some wild sunflowers and some wild grains." These are the only things here. Let's cook them together! "

This is the best thing I have ever eaten in my life. Unexpectedly, in 65 years, the young man became an old man and could not find traces of his home. I still have this young man with me now. In this life, enough!

At sunset, an old man in his 60 s went back to his hometown with his bags on his back.

Standing at the entrance of the village, the old man looked at his hometown, which he had never been close to for more than ten years, and wanted to go home and reunite with his relatives at once, but he

I searched and searched, searched and searched, but I didn't even see the shadow of a relative. The old man couldn't help being disappointed. The old man appeared at sunset.

More haggard ......

Walking in the village, the old man still couldn't find his relatives. Helpless, he had to ask a villager. Ask him about joining the army for more than ten years first.

How are the relatives at home these days? The second is to ask where your home is, because more than ten years have passed, and I don't know if my relatives have moved out.

Go home. A villager told him, "Do you see one grave after another over there? That's your home. Hey, you'd better check it out.

! "There is a trace of sadness in the villagers' voices. After hearing this, the old man was confused by the monks in Zhang Er. Why is that place home?

Or desperate to go.

Is this my home? In the direction of a child's finger, an abandoned yard appeared in front of me. Removing the dumped Chai Men scared away flocks of pheasants in the grass. Under the crumbling wall, some rabbits poked their heads out-they were annoyed at the arrival of a stranger.

At the age of fifteen, he left his hometown and went to the battlefield. Whenever I see the moon in The Voice of Diao Dou, I think of my parents. How many times I went back to my hometown in my dream and saw a quiet yard, and my white-haired parents were so kind. But it is still a dream!

The generals said that the war was coming to an end. We've been looking forward to it. We've been looking forward to it. But after I survived again and again, I was sent to the frontier to be a guard. Ten years, twenty years, thirty years ... until white hair. ...

I picked wild sunflower, cooked and put it on the ground. I saw my parents beside me and my brother beside me, talking and laughing happily. But in the blink of an eye, there was nothing.

Only weeds are growing, only the wind is blowing, and only birds are singing sadly.

Life has just passed away in the war. ...

My old soldier's heart is dead

I want to ask the composition master, is this composition a story? We have to rewrite the conscription system for fifteen years. . . Tell a story

1. We can learn from this veteran's military experience, family life and future life.

2. Some plots can be further enriched and expanded.

3. Write the inner feelings of "I" in the first person.

4. You can learn to describe people with profiles.

These needs are stories. If not, please give me the website if you have any good articles. Our teacher said it is ok to write 100, but only if it is essential. In other words, you need an excellent or excellent article. Tang Hezhang joined the army at the age of 15 and returned at the age of 80. Everyone in the village, who is at home? Looking into the distance is your home, with countless pines and cypresses. Rabbits enter from the dog's sinus and pheasants fly from the beam. In the atrium, Green Valley was born, and in the well, Lv Kui was born. Eat grains as rice and drink sunflower as soup. The soup and rice have been cooked for a while, and I don't know who it will be. Looking out of the door, tears fell on my clothes.

When I went there that year, I was fifteen years old and very young. I don't remember today, I fell down. Do you see the location? It should be your distant home. I remember the house next to the grave full of pines and cypresses. Rabbits are rolling in the doghouse on the roof, and cocks are crowing on the beams. There is a lot of green wheat in the house, and several tall sunflowers are born by the well. I cooked some Gu Mi and peeled some sunflower seeds. I smelled delicious food and thought I should let my relatives try it first. Feeling uncomfortable, I walked to the door. Looking at the pine and cypress in the east, my clothes were wet with tears. I can't repay my parents' kindness in one day. The cultivation of the country, I can't say. I hope all the children in the world will cherish their time with their loved ones. I died in front of my relatives' graves, better than my comrades.

I joined the army at the age of fifteen. Now, I am 80 years old. Scientists and mathematicians have nothing to do with me. I only have one glorious title-"old man".

I haven't left my body-a bicycle-for decades, heading for my hometown. "Oh, dear" is the old lady's cry. How could I be so powerful that I ran into a car called Mercedes-Benz. I was still standing intact, but it and its owner flew away.

"ah! Villager, are you all right? " I walk to my hometown, which is a long way from me.

"Oh, that's ok, of course, that's ok, how can something happen? Ha ha-"fellow villagers tried to climb out of the car and quickly set up an image. It turns out that she is also an old man and an old woman.

"Oh my God! Red, it is you! " I gave a cry, and before I could introduce her, Honger, my fifteen-year-old fiancee.

"Hao Hao, it is you! You are good to me! " Red jump up and down, not a big age. "Hao Hao, you go out fooling around, I've always missed you, and you? Do you miss me? "

The old man quickly replied, "Hong, of course I miss you. Look! Our pledge-bicycle, I have never let it leave me, whether it is fighting, going to WC, sleeping or-it has always been with me. "

"Well, I know. Then when shall we register for marriage and take wedding photos? "

"Right away, come on, get on my bike and go at once."

"What about my car?"

"We don't care about it. Come on, let's go. "

"well. Go. "

"Ha ha ..." The whole alley was filled with our laughter and happiness.