Material continuation essay sample

1. Continuing writing based on the material

I was holding a bumpy pile of garbage in one hand, too lazy to pour it into the trash can, so I poured it hard, and with a "pop", half of the garbage was Sprinkle outside the trash can.

I was just about to turn around and walk back when I saw a student tripping and falling, so I was called to the office. The teacher called 7a686964616fe59b9ee7ad9431333332643335. I went home and thought about the harm of littering and wrote an examination. I didn’t like it when I got home. I picked up a cartoon and read it. After reading the cartoon, I felt ashamed. The cartoon "Littering" depicts a pair of young people eating snacks and chatting on a chair in the park. They threw all the peels and rubbish they had eaten on the ground.

The woman suddenly saw an old man next to her looking at them intently, and said to the man: That old man is always looking at us, let’s go! So they were talking and laughing and preparing to leave, but as soon as they got up, they heard "Wait a minute" from behind. They didn't know what happened, so they said, "What do you want?" "When they turned around, the old man put the garbage they had just thrown on the ground in tape, and said respectfully: "Please throw your peels into the trash can! "After hearing this, they suddenly became stuffy and blushed.

I was very angry after reading this cartoon. Why are these young people so unethical and littering? Have they always been like this? They The same is true at home, in places where you live and work, just throw it away and never clean it up? If the kind old man didn't help the young people pick up the trash, would they look back and pick it up? .

That old man cares so much about the environment. How worthy they are to learn from it! Can this kind of "littering" be eliminated on the highway? For personal convenience, he just throws away food and garbage, even if the trash can is next to him.

In fact, in many public places, people do not care about the environment. There will always be people "littering".

They often do it for convenience and violate their own principles of life. Friends, for the sake of you, me and others, please don't "litter", the so-called "protection". The environment is everyone’s responsibility! ”.

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I was holding a bumpy pile of garbage in one hand and was too lazy to pour it into the trash can. Most of the garbage was scattered outside the trash can. I was about to turn around and go back when I saw a student tripped and fell, so I was called to the office. The teacher asked me to go home and think about the harm of littering and write an examination. I didn't like it when I got home. I picked up a cartoon while reading a book, and I felt ashamed after reading the cartoon.

The cartoon "Littering" depicts a pair of young people eating snacks and chatting on chairs in the park. They threw all the finished peels and garbage on the ground. The woman suddenly saw an old man next to her looking at them intently, and said to the man: "That old man is always looking at us, let's go!" They were chatting and laughing and were about to leave, but as soon as they got up, they heard "Wait a minute" from behind. They didn't know what was going on, so they said, "What do you want?" When they turned around, the old man put the garbage they had just thrown on the ground in tape, and said respectfully: "Please put your garbage Throw your peels into the trash can!" After hearing this, they suddenly became stuffy and blushed.

I was very angry after reading this cartoon. Why are these young people so unethical and littering? Have they always been like this? The same goes for them at home, in the places where they live and work, just throw it away and never clean it up? If the kind old man didn't help the young people pick up the trash, would they look back and pick it up? Won't. The old man cares so much about the environment. It is worth learning from them!

In real life, has this phenomenon of "littering" been eliminated? No.

On the highway, some pedestrians just throw away food and garbage for personal convenience, even if the trash can is next to them. There is no awareness of environmental protection at all. In fact, in many public places, people will "litter". They are often greedy for convenience and violate their own principles and conscience.

Friends, for the sake of you, me and others, please don’t “litter”. As the saying goes, “protecting the environment is everyone’s responsibility!”

3. Please write an essay (based on the materials) Continued)

Zhang Xiang was stunned for a moment and was very surprised. Out of curiosity, Zhang Xiang invited the alien into the house as a guest. The alien acted strangely, but spoke like a normal person. So Zhang Xiang asked the alien: "Where are you from? Why did you choose to arrive on Earth?" The alien smiled slightly and said: "Because I like the Earth. I searched carefully for my destination in the vast universe, but found that Only the earth is the most dazzling, it is so blue and deep, it makes me obsessed... So I decided to come to the earth to see it." Zhang Xiang was puzzled by the aliens' views, and replied: "But I have lived on the earth for so many years. I have never thought that the earth is as beautiful as you said?" The alien stood up, walked to the window, pointed to the stars in the sky and said, "I am from the planet Nako, and the earth is the most beautiful when I stand there, if you want. , I can take you to experience it..." Zhang Xiang jumped up happily and said loudly: "Okay, okay!" "Shhh - don't make any noise, I can take you there, but you can't tell anyone when I come back. You can only keep your experience deep in your heart!" The alien told him solemnly.

Then, they set off. The alien took Zhang Xiang’s hand, turned on the remote sensing signal machine in his hand, and flew into the deep blue sky. The wind speed was very strong during the flight, and Zhang Xiang could not open his eyes. It didn't take long to arrive at the alien family's planet. Zhang Xiang stood on the observation deck and looked at such a beautiful starry sky. He said in admiration: "It's so beautiful. It's really as beautiful as you said!" The starman smiled and said: "So you humans must protect this earth and prevent it from being destroyed, because it is the most beautiful of all planets!" After saying this, Zhang Xiang was immediately sent back to the desk...

Zhang Xiang woke up, it turned out to be a dream! But Zhang Xiang remembered the beauty of the earth and called on his classmates to protect the earth together!

4. Based on the following materials, continue to write an exercise

The first day ended in lonely waiting, and he waited for no one.

The next day, a little rabbit came down from the tree. When he saw the leaves, he walked to the little gorilla and said, "I am also a lonely little rabbit. Let's play together. This way we won't be lonely." , you will definitely be happy." The little orangutan was very happy. The little rabbit wanted to go to the forest to pick mushrooms. The little gorilla said, "No! Mom will worry about me." The little rabbit said, "How can you be happy if you always stay under the tree?" The little rabbit left disappointed. . The little orangutan sat alone under the tree again and waited.

A little bear passed by under the tree, saw the leaves, and walked up to the little orangutan: "I can play with you! Let's play wrestling. Wouldn't you be happy?" The little orangutan was very excited. Now, he and the little bear started wrestling together. The little bear was so strong that the little orangutan felt like he had become a sandbag. He kept being thrown to the ground by the little bear. His face was covered with dust and his body was sore and painful. "No more fun! Can we change the game?" The little orangutan panted. The little bear was unhappy: "I was having fun. Coward, I won't play with you anymore." The little bear turned around and walked away, leaving the little orangutan alone under the tree again.

The day ended in lonely waiting. The baby gorilla waited for his mother to return, but he felt so lonely.

The next day, as soon as he went out, he heard a pleasant cry, what a beautiful music! The little orangutan was very happy. He followed the sound and looked to the top of the tree. It turned out that there was a beautiful lark standing on the tree. Seeing the little orangutan, the lark said cheerfully: "Lonely little orangutan, I saw your leaves. I will accompany you every day from now on. Do you like to hear me sing?" The little orangutan nodded. Then, the clear voice of the lark echoed in the forest, accompanied by the happy dance steps of the little orangutan and his cheerful laughter. The little orangutan was very happy.

On the third day, the fourth day, and every day, the lark came to accompany the little orangutan, singing and jumping, and the forest always echoed with happy laughter. The little orangutan is no longer lonely. He has a good friend who truly accompanies him as he grows up.

5. Continue to write a composition. (More than 450 words) Write a composition based on the materials provided. Start: "Tick-tock-tick"

"Tick-tock-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock." The small alarm clock was ticking slowly. I tossed and turned in bed and lay there for a long time, but still couldn't fall asleep. My childhood memories are as numerous as the stars in the sky, and they are countless. But as the years go by, I don’t remember these things very clearly, but there is only one thing that has always stayed deeply in my heart. Whenever I think of that thing, I feel like I have knocked over the five-flavor bottle, and I regret it very much. The thing is like this ’s: One day, just when school was about to end, the teacher said that the students who had posted the blackboard posters should be asked to stay and post the blackboard papers. However, because some of the students who had posted the blackboard papers still had things to do, they did not stay to post them. There were only Several classmates were publishing the blackboard newspaper. I said to my good friend Xiaohong: "Xiaohong, just write the title of the blackboard newspaper instead of the text. The blackboard characters when you write the text are ugly." Xiaohong did not speak. No When I was a freshman, he said to me: "I have finished writing the title and have nothing to do. Let me write a text!" "After hearing this, I hurriedly ran to him and said, "The handwriting in your text is not pretty. Don't write it. You help others with their things." "Why, why don't you help others get things, but you want me to get them? ? I won’t take it.” After hearing this, I became angry and said to him: Why do you have it? It’s because your handwriting in the text is not good, and you still say to others whether you like to write or not. If you don’t write, forget it. You Go home, let's write." "How can you do that, but I still think you are my good friend, hum!" In this way, Xiaohong and I had a very fierce debate. I looked at Li Junyan. His eyes were full of tears, and he felt a little unjustified, but I was very stubborn and didn’t want to admit defeat. Xiaohong and I were silent to each other, and then Xiaohong said, "I didn’t expect you to be that kind of person. I want to break up our relationship with you. "Breaking up our relationship?" If we break up with each other, we'll break up with each other," I said. Xiaohong carried her schoolbag and ran out. After he left, I was not in the mood to write anymore and left. As expected, Xiaohong ignored me these past few days. I felt that I I felt so empty, as if something was missing. I thought about it and felt that what I was missing was the playfulness of my good friend Xiaohong and me! Then I would blame myself. If I didn’t fight with her, she wouldn’t. He ignored me, and my intestines turned green with regret. At this time, Xiaohong came over and said, "I'm sorry, it was my fault." After hearing this, I quickly said, "I don't blame you, it was my fault." We both looked at each other. , and then went home together hand in hand. After this incident, I understood that good friends should not quarrel over trivial matters. That is not called good friends. Real good friends are considerate of each other. "Tick Tock Tick ??tock, tick tock, tick tock." The alarm clock keeps ticking along with the time wheel, and the friendship between Xiaohong and I is also turning like the time wheel...

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Nine-year-old Fanka Zhukov was sent to be an apprentice to the shoemaker Ariashny three months ago.

On Christmas Eve, he did not lie down to sleep, waiting for his boss. The landlady and a few waiters went to church, so she took out a small bottle of ink and a pen with a rusty tip from the boss's cabinet, flattened a piece of crumpled white paper, and started writing a letter. p>

Before writing the first word, he glanced worriedly at the door and the window, and then squinted at the dim statue. On both sides of the statue were two rows of shelves filled with lasts. . He sighed, knelt down in front of the desk, and spread the piece of paper on the desk.

"Dear Grandpa Konstantin Makalich," he wrote. Writing to you. Have a Merry Christmas and God bless you.

I have no father or mother, you are the only relative I have. " Fanka looked towards the dark window, and the blurred shadow of the candle reflected on the glass window; he imagined his grandfather Konstantin Makalic, as if his grandfather was right in front of him.

——Grandpa He is the night watchman at the house of Mr. Zhifaroviev.

He is a very interesting, thin old man, 65 years old, always smiling and winking.

During the day, he always slept in the big kitchen. In the evening, he put on his large sheepskin coat, banged his clapper, and walked around the villa.

The old female dog Kashidanka and the male dog Loach lowered their heads and followed him. Loach is a very obedient and lovable dog.

Its body is black and as long as a weasel, so it is called a loach. Now, grandpa must be standing at the gate, squinting at the bright red windows of the country church.

He must be stamping his feet in high felt boots. His clappers were hanging on his belt. He was huddled in the cold and hunched his shoulders... The weather was so nice and sunny, with no wind at all. , dry and cold. It was a moonless night, but the whole village - the white roofs, the wisps of smoke coming out of the chimneys, the silver-white trees covered with thick frost, and the snowdrifts - were all visible.

The sky was filled with stars blinking happily, and the Milky Way looked very clear, as if someone had polished it with snow for the festival... Fanka sighed, dipped the tip of his pen, and Then keep writing. "I was beaten last night because I fell asleep unknowingly while rocking the cradle for their little baby.

The boss grabbed my hair and dragged me to the yard. She beat me with a belt. This week, the boss lady asked me to pick up a herring. I picked it up from the tail and stabbed me in the face with its mouth.

Guys. To make fun of me, they sent me to the hotel to get drinks. They asked me to steal the boss's cucumbers, and the boss just picked up a guy and beat me. There was almost no food.

I had a little bread in the morning. I had porridge for lunch and some bread for dinner. As for the vegetables and tea, only the boss himself ate and drank. Rock that cradle.

Dear grandpa, please show mercy and take me back to our village! I can't bear it anymore! I will always pray to God for you. Take me away from here, otherwise, I will die! ..." Fanka curled his lips, rubbed his eyes with the back of his dirty hands, and sobbed.

"I will rub tobacco leaves for you," he continued, "and I will pray to God for you. If I do something wrong, just give me a good beating.

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If you're afraid that I won't be able to find a job, I can ask the housekeeper to let me shine his shoes, for God's sake; otherwise, I can ask Fijica to let me help him herd the sheep, my dear. Grandpa, I can't stand it anymore, there is only one way to die! ... I originally wanted to run back to our village, but I have no shoes and I am afraid of the cold.

When I grow up, I will. I will take care of you, and no one will dare to bully you. "Speaking of Moscow, it is a big city. The houses are all owned by gentlemen. There are many horses, no sheep, and the dogs are not fierce at all.

On Christmas, children here do not walk around holding star lanterns, and no one is allowed to sing on the choir in the church. Once, I saw fishing hooks sold together with fishing rods and wires in a shop window. They could catch all kinds of fish and were very expensive.

There is a giant catfish that can even weigh as much as a pound. I also saw some shops selling all kinds of guns, just like our boss’s guns. I think a gun costs a hundred rubles.

There were woodcocks, partridges, and hares in the butcher shop...but where they came from, the clerk refused to say. "Dear grandpa, when I hang candies on the Christmas tree, please pick a golden walnut and hide it in my green box."

Fanka sighed sadly and stared blankly again. Looking out the window. He remembered that his grandfather always went to the woods to cut down Christmas trees, and his grandfather always took him there.

What a happy day! The frozen mountain forest was chirping, and Grandpa was coughing from the cold, and he was coughing too... It was time to cut down the Christmas tree. Grandpa first smoked a pipe, then took snuff for a while, and talked to the frozen Xiao Fan. Ka laughed for a while.

…Many small fir trees, covered with thick frost, stood motionless, waiting to see which one should die.

Suddenly a hare jumped out of nowhere and darted across the snowdrift like an arrow. Grandpa couldn't help shouting, "Catch it, catch it, catch it! Hey, short-tailed ghost!" Grandpa dragged the cut tree back to his house, and everyone started dressing up the tree.

"Come on, dear grandpa," Fanka went on to write, "I beg you, for the sake of Christ, take me out of here. Have mercy on me, this unfortunate orphan.

Everyone here beats me. I am so hungry, so lonely, and so uncomfortable that I keep crying. One day, the boss hit me on the head with a stick. , I fainted and finally woke up.

My life is hopeless, even worse than a dog! ...I greet Alyona, the one-eyed Egor, and the coachman. Let someone else take my harmonium.

Your grandson Ivan Zhukov. Come on, dear grandfather!" Fanka folded the piece of paper full of words into four folds and put it in. In an envelope, the envelope had been bought the night before for a kopeck.

He thought for a moment, dipped in ink, and wrote the address. "Grandpa from the country." Then he scratched his head, thought about it again, and added a few words.

"Constantine Makarych" He was satisfied that no one disturbed him in writing, so he put on his hat, didn't even put on his ragged fur coat, only wore his shirt, and ran into the street... …forward.