Please help me find the perfect composition for 10.

Full marks for the senior high school entrance examination composition: reach out your hands.

Warm sunshine, a little broken gold sprinkled on the ground, a breeze blowing on my face, naughty turning over the pages on the table, brought me into a world lost in ancient dust-

I saw Lian Po, a former general with great military exploits, but now he is shirtless, with a thorn in his back, kneeling in front of Lin Xiangru with shame. The two most important courtiers of Zhao were once at loggerheads. However, Lin Xiangru, who deeply understands the important principle, let bygones be bygones and extended a hand of friendship and reconciliation to Lian Po. Lian Po was finally moved and offered a humble apology. A much-told story of "peaceful coexistence" has been passed down to this day and lasts forever.

(Editor interjects: This example fits the theme very well, but the expression is slightly inappropriate. Anyone who has seen the story of "making peace with the general" knows that Lian Po has been aggressive and Lin Xiangru has been patient. Therefore, it is not in line with historical facts, and it is not conducive to expressing the theme of "the tension" between the two. This paragraph should focus on Lian Po's aggressiveness and Lin Xiangru's magnanimity, so as to highlight the characters' personality characteristics in the comparison, and also more prominently show the theme of "Lin Xiangru extended a tolerant hand to Lian Po". )

I meditated: Lin Xiangru extended a tolerant hand to Lian Po, making Zhao Anding prosperous.

"Thousands of valleys are close to Jingmen, only girls are in the village." I saw Wang Zhaojun again, an amiable and respectable Han girl, sitting on a horse with a pipa in her arms, leaving Chang 'an step by step and never looking back. It's still snowing in the north of Saibei, but your arrival has brought a fragrance to the Xiongnu people and benefited one's life. "She came out of the purple palace and walked into the desert. Now she is a green grave in the yellow dusk." I wonder if Revenge of Zhao Jun has ever sounded in a yurt deep in the desert? You wrote a touching song with your youth and beauty, and left a deep impression in the long river of history.

I am still meditating: Wang Zhaojun extended a hand of peace to Xiongnu, and achieved harmony and peace between Han and Hungarian nationalities from generation to generation.

Gently cover up the yellowing history, those ancient figures have gone away with history, but the deeds left behind are enough to make us nostalgic and moved. Each of us walks in the world in a hurry, but we always have time and opportunity to reach out to others and give them some strength, encouragement or sincere comfort at the right moment. Reaching out to the enemy is to put aside the past and turn the enemy into a friend; Teachers extend their hands to students, representing the selfless and sincere friendship between teachers and students; Parents extend their hands to their children, which is the deepest expression of love ... we are all small people and can't do great things, but we have the ability to convey love and affection to others.

Once a very close friend said to me, "Do you know? When I am sad, as long as you reach out and hold my shoulder, I feel that everything is fine! " Hearing this, I almost burst into tears, really-don't hesitate to extend your own hand. For you, this is just a simple action; But for others, it may be the warmest memory of a lifetime!

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One step away, Zhang Xinyue, Tianjin No.1 Middle School, for life.

One step, maybe just a short distance, maybe just a small step. Some people have made a brilliant life because they bravely took this step; Some people hesitate to take this step, which leads to lifelong regret. One step, one life; One step, change your life.

Trace back thousands of years of history and witness what kind of life each step determines.

Eunuch Lin Xiangru, who had no position, was introduced by Miao Xian through officials and was known by the king. Because he volunteered bravely and became an envoy of Qin, his name of "returning to Zhao in perfect condition" was immortalized. As far as Qiang Qin is concerned, the danger is just around the corner. It may be that everything is burning, the city is lost, and all kinds of situations are in sight. However, without fear or flinching, he took this crucial step, which made his life famous for a while.

Xiang Yu, who can carry the tripod, is a talent of a generation of emperors. Hongmen banquet, the strategy of the ministers, kill Liu Bang, set the world. However, because of his conceit and kindness, he spared Liu Bang and hesitated to take this step. This killed Liu Bang, took a precious step in the world, perfected Liu Bang and helped him become an emperor. He was only one step away from his dream position, and it was precisely because he didn't take this step that he missed the opportunity to be emperor and changed his life. The running water of time washed away his achievements, leaving only the sigh of "living as a hero and dying as a ghost"

Chen She, "son of the urn rope pivot, a self-help official, a refugee." That's all he has. No one is called Xiang Yu, nor is he bold and courageous, nor is he rich and rich in Tao Zhu, but he is listed as a "noble family" by Sima Qian. Why? Because he knows that "people are inherently mortal, or lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai". He took a brave step, stood up, and stood up with "being on the defensive" and "chopping wood into a soldier". It was precisely because Chen She took this step, which changed his life and made great contributions to history.

Lin Xiangru took a step and praised Wan Shi Jia; Xiang Yu refused to take a step and missed the world; Chen She took a step and went down in history.

Throughout thousands of years of historical changes, how many people have proved the importance of one step for us with their whole lives.

One step may be only a short distance, but a person's life is made up of many steps. Take every step of your life. One step, one life; One step, change your life.

This article can be described as quite satisfactory, with a clear point of view, "one step in place, one life;" One step, change your life. " It emphasizes the significance of "one step away" to "life". Rich material, positive and negative contrast, fluent language and strong appeal.

The desert will not lose its vastness because the wind blows away a grain of sand; The torrent will not dissipate the waves because the sun evaporates a drop of water; Spring will not wither because of a flower.

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The red cliff is towering and the smoke waves are rolling. Who can understand Su Shi's song "river of no return, the waves are gone"? Five memories, that step is not careful, who said not to regret? As a minister, I was slandered by little people around the king. Once degenerate, but again degenerate because of the unwarranted literary inquisition in that poem. Huangzhou and Danzhou, all the way to exile, have a bumpy career. But the hero's heart contains the whole world. How can an careless step stop the heroic spirit of a hero? Wandering immortals fly in the sky, holding the bright moon for a long time, and those sighs that make much ado about nothing go with the water with the turbid wine. In this life, you send your feelings to mountains and rivers, write poems and fu, and remember people in your heart. Your life interprets the true meaning of loving the people and blooms the wonders of poetry. A mistake can't stop your life, but you still forget to move forward sadly. At dusk in the forest, wearing hemp fiber, looking at the drizzling bamboo forest, calmly smiling, "Go home, there is no rain or shine." So, why regret it!

A step in life is a turning point, not a decision. It can change the direct process of life, but it can't change the process of an ambitious heart practicing the meaning of life through faith. In the face of what has been achieved, when we look back and recall the pain caused by a small step, that kind of loss and pain turn into smoke in the breeze, into a process and an experience. Life is a long road, so why not get it done in one step?

To be the first capital in spring, young people are successful and Wang Shouren is full of vitality. Young people are talented, become officials and have the ambition to serve their country. Haoran swept away the heart of troubled times, despised the decadent wind and despised the principle of profit-seeking. It is difficult to distinguish loyalty from betrayal, but you insist on honesty and serving the people. However, if the wood in the forest is beautiful, the wind will destroy it. In a political struggle, you were slandered by a villain for upholding justice, and you were demoted to a post office leader in Jiangxi. There are shabby houses and broken tiles, no rank, and not even a horse to ride. Your heart has fallen into a bottomless cold. How did you get out of such a step in your life? Because of this step, my life was ruined forever? Pain and confusion are like tangled entanglements, constantly being cut and confused. However, a voice firmly tells you, "No, the right way to go against the trend is not to be afraid of a bump." Mao Yan wobbled because of the wind, and the shadow of the candle was heavy. People think about the art of war at their desks and stay up all night. One day, dozens of soldiers broke through the siege of Wancheng, suppressed the mutiny against the prince, and were once again used by the court. Honest and clean, officials respect the monarch, and the people respect the monarch. Looking back on the decades of displacement and suffering in Jiangxi, I said with relief: "The past is just as light as water."

The reason why you are calm is that you can't make it in one step in life's setbacks. In the frustration and confusion, we should seize the reins of believing in this fine horse and don't give up the ideal life lightly. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider. I am haggard for Iraq and I am determined for Iraq. One day, when I look back, that step has already become the past, leaving a faint trace at most. When the pain imposed by that step becomes shallow, those hidden connotations will become more indifferent and profound.

Looking back on the ancient benevolent people, it turned out that one step at a time was not a simple decision. One step gains and one step loses, just a process, an experience, a savings, a step trip, paving the way for life, that's all.

Play the pipa and you will always write a new song. When you get this topic, most people will think of the influence of one step on your life, and one step determines your life. However, this article is unique, suggesting that you don't have to care too much about a certain step in your life, which is refreshing.

The same topic and two articles have their own characteristics, which can truly reflect the uncertainty of the text. However, no matter how unique the work is, it is always inseparable from the clarity of the center, the use of materials, the arrangement of structure and the tempering of language.

If you want to write a good composition in the examination room, you need to pay more attention to the "methods" you can use. Might as well start with imitation and practice often. I believe you can write a satisfactory article.

On the weekend of March, my father went on a business trip, leaving only my mother and me at home. My mother gave me an arduous task-as soon as I got home, I was the host: I had to buy food for noon and evening today, and I had to have food, meat and fish.

After receiving fifty yuan from my mother, I felt a heavy burden on my shoulders. On second thought, I decided to go to McDonald's for a children's set meal at noon. One set meal 16 yuan 50 cents, two 33 yuan, and 17 yuan left. Eat a bowl of beef noodles for eight yuan in the evening, two bowls for sixteen yuan, and there is one yuan left. Well, that's a good idea!

Unexpectedly, my mother raised her hand and expressed her opposition: "I protest, I don't eat junk food!" " "I had a brainwave and came up with another idea:" Mom, let's go to grandpa's house for dinner today! "So you don't have to buy food, and you can save me 50 yuan, ok?" Mother said angrily, "no, you haven't finished your homework." How can you go? " Finally, I had to go to the supermarket first and prepare to improvise.

Holding 50 yuan, I walked into the supermarket with my bodyguard, Mom. There are too many goods in the supermarket, and all kinds of snacks on the shelves wave to me, as if to say, "I'm delicious, come and buy it for me!" " "I pushed the shopping cart to the snack area like ecstasy. As soon as I picked up a pack of snacks, I remembered that my mother gave me 50 yuan to buy food, but I didn't say I could buy snacks! I had to reluctantly put it back on the shelf. The bodyguard nodded to me with satisfaction. " Roast chicken is on sale, only seven dollars and eight cents each. Come and buy it! Come and buy it ... "Not far from the roast chicken cabinet, the promoters are shouting. As soon as I heard this, my mouth watered for more than three feet. Roast chicken in Orleans is my favorite. I rushed over and asked for two tickets, fifteen dollars and sixty cents, one lunch and one dinner.

After buying, I'm going to the cashier to calculate the money. The "bodyguard" couldn't help but speak: "Excuse me, what do you eat for roast chicken?" "Oh, how could I forget my dear mother!" Embarrassed, I rushed to the cupboard and bought two handfuls of spring vegetables, which cost five dollars and forty cents, and another twenty-five dollars to buy two yellow croaker. Finally, there were four dollars left, so I bought myself a bottle of "water-soluble C 100 lemon juice". I finally spent fifty dollars, and I was relieved. Mother looked at a basket of vegetables, shook her head and said, "The dishes at noon and at night are exactly the same. Too unoriginal! " "Although my mother complained, she was quite satisfied with my performance.

I understand that money is hard earned by parents. Everything is expensive now. We can't buy snacks and toys indiscriminately. We should spend our energy on learning and useful places.

It is like beautiful and silent winter snow, like dripping spring rain, and like the wind rustling in the summer shade. The days passed quietly from page to page.

Some have already rotted away with the vegetation, and some are scattered in their hearts with hazy colors, trying to pick up the neglected ones, but picking up a few pages of missing words.

Tears danced through a rainy season, and when a strange image was inexplicably buried in a beautiful collection of poems with dandelion's thoughts, I realized that I had unconsciously put on a mature disguise in my life. When I walked out of my mother's sight and traveled alone in a foreign land, I realized that days showed not only the wandering of my mother's eyes when I was a child, but also the running of a distant dream when I grew up. You and I mentioned luggage, and our backs disappeared in the same red sun, for the same dream.

Perhaps the mood of writing poems on fallen leaves will grow old day by day, perhaps growth is at the expense of loneliness, and the passing days will only give us an inspiration to grasp today. In fact, who can give a fixed concept to a complete life and a perfect day? Perhaps, the tranquility of green, the indifference of blue, the restlessness of red, the melancholy of purple, the anxiety of dark brown, the fear of black ... all kinds of colorful fragments are patched together, colorful life, and the days of rendering. From then on, we all have a colorful heart. There is nothing wrong with the bleak years. What is wrong is that we are content with the bleak! More often, we use our own hands to wipe away the dust of the journey, use our own greetings to dispel the fatigue of trekking, and cherish every day and every touch with our own soul. We will roll up side by side and walk through the dust mixed with sweat and tears.

When we are happy, we often don't know it, even though other people's eyes cast a lot of envy. At this moment, why don't you calm down and watch the drunken sunset that day, and you are fascinated by it. In fact, what we have already filled the sky. When we smile, we will smell the fragrance of the whole world.

Do you look at the starry sky in the distance, but you can't see the other side of your heart?

And faith is really a whispering light wave, rippling through the ideal harbor to give yourself a commitment, okay? Looking back one day, I also read a whole book, whether it was clumsy or thin. As long as there is content, you and I will write the book of life with the same pen, a book called In the Mood for Love, and read it carefully tomorrow.

We hold our fiery hearts together and promise to be transparent forever. On the way to another beginning, we can only sincerely wish, shake off impetuousness and frivolous, and start on the road in the season of sowing dreams!

You and I are calm and intimate!

I can't get tired of watching, and I can't get tired of watching the flaming clouds and mature red sorghum blend together. I can't get tired of looking at the full ears of wheat, with my humble head down and Jinlang dancing in the wind from time to time. Never tire of seeing the fallen leaves all over the sky.

I love Qiu. Perhaps because I was born in autumn, I have always stubbornly believed that autumn is the best of the four seasons. Flowers in spring, cool breeze in summer and flying snow in winter, I love all the beauty that nature has given me. But my love for them is far less than my infatuation with autumn.

I love Qiu. In those colorful days, I will take my camera up the mountain, take pictures of my beloved and carefully put them in the photo album.

When the wind blows, the leaves fall gently. Leaves fall, is it the persistence of the wind or the persistence of the tree? Or the sincerity of leaves to the earth. Looking at the faded green leaves still shining with clear pulse. Countless times, my heart throbbed for it. There are not many street trees now, only sporadic yellow leaves, far from what they used to be. The only leaves left on the asphalt pavement were blackened by passing cars. People began to know the arrival of autumn from the small advertisements of heating price reduction, not from the fallen leaves all over the sky.

I'm sorry

When the leaves are falling all over the sky in my memory, there are elderly lovers walking hand in hand in an alley full of fallen leaves, recalling the autumn when they first held hands decades ago. There are even children playing under the trees in the park, rustling on the mottled shadows. ...

Roots can pass through the smallest gap and plunge into the deepest soil layer, but now they can only stop in front of reinforced concrete. How many seasons does it take for a tree to grow leaves from the ground in Qiu Lai? In this long time, the road has already crossed mountains and mountains. "Another tall building has risen from the ground!" Is this a compliment or a human reproach?

I deeply regret this.

But I believe it's not too late.

Let's make up for the luxury of nature from now on. When there are no more flowers in spring, no more cool breeze in summer, no more snow in winter, it's not too late.

From now on, let's keep this deep regret for nature in our hearts and use our strength to protect nature.

I believe that we will definitely see autumn leaves all over the sky again.

Comments: The ancients "fallen leaves mourn autumn", and the author "fallen leaves cherish autumn". Sensitive, he or she can think about the grand theme of man and nature in Fallen Leaves. The beauty of autumn is written in changeable and rhythmic language, and it is "treasured in the photo album", which depicts a romantic picture of "love in late autumn" for us. But this is only for the following "cherish in late autumn", because "love", so "cherish", what a clever idea. With the development of civilization and the continuous expansion of cities, how can we tolerate the poetic realm of "blue sky and yellow leaves" in the world of reinforced concrete? What a pity! What a pity! Read it carefully and feel sorry for me. Birds are singing, it's raining, yellow leaves are rustling and snowflakes are falling. The four seasons are distinct and beautiful. Where are you? I saw Long Wen online for the first time today. I often met Pan Long, Heizi, Yuting and Jiansheng some time ago. I really miss them. They will be the wealth of my life. I know that I will always be the one they care about, because they will always be the one I love. They are not so much my students as my friends. They really make me feel so young. They will make no secret of their feelings. I like their simple feelings. Sometimes I am jealous of which teacher they treat better than me. Sometimes when I talk to my friends, they will laugh at my "love life" plot, hehe.

Maybe my personality really doesn't look like a girl, so all my friends are boys. Maybe I'm not a competent teacher either, so I have a good relationship with them and I'm not outstanding, but I like their loyalty, their attachment to feelings, their sincerity and their simplicity, so I think they are a hundred times better than other students, and I believe they will have a bright future in the future, because they are the best in my heart.

I have been away from them for more than a year. I wonder if they are more handsome? I really want to see them soon. I am a person who is afraid to leave. I still remember talking to Pan Long when he was going to transfer to another school. I couldn't stand the people I liked leaving me one by one, so I really cried at that time. I'm not sure whether I will stay in that school, but I told him not to leave. As a result, he did not leave. I left. I met only a few classmates when I left, and I was afraid to face my favorite classmates.

When I received the' classmate record' they sent me, my tears fell unconsciously, and my voice choked when I called their class teacher. Later, they collectively said to the phone:' Teacher, we miss you. Really, the mood at that time can't be summed up in two words. It is really happy to have such a student, and I feel really lucky. Why can I get so much love? This life is worth it!

Maybe I am really old, so even these children often remind me to find a boyfriend quickly. Actually, I want to tell them that I have many handsome boyfriends, such as Heizi, Panlong, Longwen, Yuting, Jiantong, Baoshun, etc. Hehe, I am really happy, aren't I? It is because of my deep affection for these' little boyfriends' that I forgot to find a real boyfriend, haha.

I feel a little confused after writing so much, because I am in a confused mood now. This is my true feeling for them, and there is no need to decorate it. I think they will understand my heart, because we have always been so tacit understanding, right?

7. Write a letter to Mom and Dad in the first person.

Xiaowen wants to donate the lucky money to them because of the Sichuan earthquake, but their family is not rich. Parents work outside the home, and write to persuade them to donate 500 yuan lucky money to them.

Genre: epistolary style

Fan Wen: A letter to my parents.

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Dear Mom and Dad:

Hello!

The quiet and clear sky instantly left red blood as the setting sun, and the heart-rending cry pierced every dream in the hearts of Sichuanese. In this way, the light of life went out forever under the ruins. ...

At 2: 28 on May 12, we were laughing and playing. We bathed in the sea of books in the classroom and happily propped up the luster of the sun ... At this time, the fury of the earth under our feet destroyed everything without taking away a trace of memory, a drop of vision or a meter of brilliance ... disappearing, sinking and going out.

When the promise of "holding your hand and growing old with your son" comes to naught, when the ambition of "how much love there is for an inch of grass, and reporting three spring flowers" comes to naught, when the prayer of "wishing people a long time, a thousand miles of Chanjuan" becomes a lingering sound, and when "holding your hand, it is bound to be a permanent separation", the flowers fall, the leaves stay and the lights go out. ...

I didn't see their anger at the injustice of the world, I didn't hear their poor pleading, I didn't! They are still brilliant incarnations, they are still persistent dignity, and they are still rich and happy Sichuan! At this point, I want to do my part. ...

Dad, mom, I understand the situation at home, I understand that the tiles in front of the door need to be repaired, and I understand mom, you save money and support this poor roof. But now, how many people live in the corner without eaves, how many people hold their broken legs and say "no pain", how many people look at the sky with their cold backs bare, and some people need help more than we do now. Please lend us a helping hand and send us warm condolences.

Mom, do you remember my big white pig can? There is the lucky money you saved for me since I was a child. It is your blood and your sweat, but I beg you to lend it to me, Sichuan, and those lonely people! I promise you: I will study hard, dedicate my achievements to you and return them to you! Please also believe that Sichuan will become better and more prosperous, and the people of Sichuan will never forget our love!

Dad, don't you like giant pandas? But they live in Sichuan, the beautiful and exquisite hometown of pandas, waiting for our rescue. Dad, trust me, support me, please be proud of me!

Dad, Mom, help them, help Sichuan, and help China! Those bright smiles in heaven will be more peaceful and serene, and the children in those corners will look forward to and pray for a better tomorrow. ...

Hereby, pay tribute!

Your son Xiaowen

XX, 2008