I didn't expect it to be a 400-word semi-proposition composition.

Once, my mother and I went shopping in the supermarket by bus. As soon as I got on the bus, I immediately found a seat to sit down. Because it was Sunday, the seats on the bus were full in a short time. At this time, an old woman came over. Some people sitting there looked out of the window, some dozed off, pretended not to see them, and no one gave up their seats.

A car braked suddenly and the old woman fell down. She hurried to take a man's seat. The man didn't give up his seat to the old woman, and his eyes flashed with disgust, as if to say, "Why do you give up my seat for me?"

The car is moving forward and someone is on the phone. Some people are still looking out of the window, others are sitting in special seats with the words "old, weak and sick" written on them. I saw that the man sitting in the special seat was five big and three thick, and I couldn't see what was wrong. Isn't he ashamed?

I was just about to give up my seat to my grandmother when an aunt stood up and a grandmother gave up her seat. Grandma refused to sit down at first, but finally she sat down because of her aunt's "soft grinding and hard foam"

I never thought that the uncle would have such an arrogant attitude, nor did I think that I didn't take the initiative to give up my seat to my grandmother like that aunt, nor did I think that that aunt had such a spirit of respecting the old and loving the young, and even if the other party had never met, she could selflessly dedicate her love.

Giving up one's seat is very common in life, but this spirit of giving up one's seat will always infect our inner soul.

I never thought that the 470-word composition did not think that when the flowers are bright and beautiful, they will say: Spring is coming; When a hundred flowers blossom, they will say: summer is coming; Autumn wind is rustling, they will say: autumn is coming; When it snows all over the sky, it will say: winter is coming.

But heartfelt thanks never came.

-Inscription Although I am on the city bus, the scorching sun still makes me sweat.

Plus ... there are too many people, and it's not like there are activities to do.

Alas, only sigh alone and guard the bag.

Today is the day before school starts. I packed my things and got on the bus.

My family has repeatedly told me to be careful, and I dare not be too careless. After all, that bag contains my living expenses, accommodation and tuition for one month. If I lose it, I will be in trouble.

I feel the sweat dripping down, accompanied by my impatience.

On the bus, I squeezed and squeezed, and finally found a place to sit down.

Who knows that there are too many Taoist priests, and even if you sit, you feel very crowded.

I turned my head and looked at the man sitting next to me, a middle-aged man. I looked around again, looking at the motionless city scenery outside the window (there is a traffic jam now), and thought: Is the city really so good? I need to take a good look.

So I am lost in the beauty of this city.

Then I heard the driver say, "Hey, that little girl, don't throw rubbish outside", which brought my thoughts back.

I looked at the driver, which means I'm asking.

The driver looked in the rearview mirror and said loudly, "It's you. Don't think I can't see, don't you know? " Don't litter, really.

"I recognized the contempt in his words, but I did nothing. How can he wronged me? I looked up at the people around me. They didn't look at me with contempt, that is to say, I have no public morality.

I feel very wronged when I look at them.

I tried to explain to them, but there were so many people that it was difficult to move.

Just as I turned my head, I saw the person next to me disappeared.

It was there just now! Suddenly, I think I realized something. Look at my bag.

Sure enough, the bag was opened. I hurried to see if there was any money in it. Fortunately, I didn't lose it.

I thought about what the driver said, and it turned out that he said it on purpose.

He saw in the rearview mirror that the person next to him was stealing my money, so he made the whole car pay attention to me and made the thief afraid to steal in public, so he had to run away despondently.

Just when I wanted to say thank you, the bus arrived.

With the drifting of the waves, I had to get off the bus, accompanied by wordless thanks.

He is clever and brave, which deserves praise.

Thank you. Although I didn't say it, I have a treasure in my heart at school. At school, there are quizzes every day. Exam 369. Today is not a Chinese exam, but a math exam ... everyone writes the word "bitter" all over the company, thinking about some heady exercises all day, and people are going to have a nervous breakdown! In the past, the only relief was a ten-minute break. Now even this only "painkiller" has been mercilessly deprived by the teachers ... Finally, the big exam is coming, and the teachers, like bees, tell them in their ears: "Be serious, look at the questions carefully, don't be careless, and strive for Excellence in the exam!" Talking about these old topics all day.

When we walked into the examination room and handed out the examination papers, at that moment, the air froze and time stood still, and we were completely immersed in a nervous and fearful environment. The invigilators looked serious one by one, as if they were looking at the prisoners one by one. What about us? Even when we are sad, only a few people are smiling. Everyone seems to fall in love with the battlefield and kill the enemy. They can't relax for a moment. After the papers were handed out, my new capital was in my throat. After the test paper was handed out, I browsed all the questions. Ok, Duhui, I took a long breath and was glad that I had reviewed it again.

Time goes by, only the rustling of writing in the examination room and the sound of turning over books ... Jingle bells ... loud * * *, breaking the dead room. The invigilator put away the papers, and the students were refreshed, not like before, talking and laughing all the way. In the tense exams these days, the final exam has come to an end ... Today, the report card will be issued.

Even the usual serious teacher Ren painted light makeup for the first time.

Finally, I want to report my grades: Mei Hanyu Chinese: 96 Math: 100 English: 97 ... Xu Yuwen: 98 Math: 99 English: 100.

I cried with joy. It's unbelievable that I got such a high score despite my mediocre grades.

But I won't be proud, because you are excellent today, and you may fail tomorrow, but don't get too carried away anyway.

But to be honest, I didn't expect it either. I almost suspected that I was deaf, but I was really happy.

A few years.

I got on the bus and immediately found a seat.

Because it was Sunday, the seats on the bus were full in a short time. At this time, an old woman came over. Some people sitting there looked out of the window, some dozed off, pretended not to see them, and no one gave up their seats.

A car braked suddenly and the old woman fell down. She hurried to take a man's seat.

The man didn't give up his seat to the old woman, and his eyes flashed with disgust, as if to say, "Why do you give up my seat for me?" The car is moving forward and someone is on the phone. Some people are still looking out of the window, others are sitting in special seats with the words "old, weak and sick" written on them.

I saw that the man sitting in the special seat was five big and three thick, and I couldn't see what was wrong. Isn't he ashamed? I was just about to give up my seat to my grandmother when an aunt stood up and a grandmother gave up her seat. Grandma refused to sit down at first, but finally she sat down because of her aunt's "soft grinding and hard foam"

I never thought that the uncle would have such an arrogant attitude, nor did I think that I didn't take the initiative to give up my seat to my grandmother like that aunt, nor did I think that that aunt had such a spirit of respecting the old and loving the young, and even if the other party had never met, she could selflessly dedicate her love.

Giving up one's seat is very common in life, but this spirit of giving up one's seat will always infect our inner soul.

450 words of unexpected composition, there is a small spray in the long river of my memory, which makes me linger.

Until now, I can't help laughing when I think about it.

It was my third day. My father went to work and my mother was washing clothes.

Suddenly, the phone at home kept ringing in a hurry.

Mother answered the phone, said a few words to me and hurried out.

I quickly closed the door and sat on the sofa watching TV.

Not long after, I heard the washing machine ringing "beep, beep, beep".

I jumped off the sofa and looked around, but I couldn't see why.

I never thought that such a problem would occur when I was alone at home! This made me feel at a loss. I remembered my only friend, Zhang Wenchao, who was called a "know-it-all".

He's really funny. He will come soon.

He walked around the washing machine several times, scratched his chin with his little hand and said slowly, "hmm!" " I think the washing machine is broken.

Can I still wash it? ""Yes, mom did the laundry just now! " I answered anxiously.

"That's the sound from other places that makes you mistake it for the sound of a washing machine.

""let's hear it.

"I turned off the TV, put my ear tightly against the wall, and said to myself after listening," No! " "Will explode! "After hearing what he said, I was afraid. I looked back and forth nervously, but I still couldn't see what was wrong.

"Bridge bridge, I can't help you this time. Goodbye! " Say that finish, he disappeared like a set.

I never thought that "know-it-all" could not help me! I was so anxious that I stamped my feet: "Oh, it's over! What if it really exploded? " I was so scared that I had to climb under the bed.

Just when I was thinking, my mother came back. I quickly stopped in front of her and shouted, "Don't go forward, the washing machine is going to explode!" " "As soon as I called my mother, I got a fright, picked me up and asked me what was going on.

I told the whole story in detail and my mother couldn't help laughing.

She only told me this because the time button of the washing machine was not adjusted back.

Later, my father learned about it and laughed at me for being a coward.

I didn't expect to make such a joke this time! Nowadays, whenever there is a "beep, beep, beep" sound at home, my father always looks at me with a wry smile and whispers, "Run! It's going to explode.

"Unexpectedly, turned out to be laughing until now to leave!

I never thought that the 400-word composition written by primary school students would say: spring is coming; When a hundred flowers blossom, they will say: summer is coming; Autumn wind is rustling, they will say: autumn is coming; When the snow is all over the sky, it will say: winter is coming. But I can't express my heartfelt thanks. -Inscription: Although I am on the city bus, the scorching sun still makes me sweat. Plus, there are too many people, which is not where I want to move. Alas, I only have one person to sigh and keep my bag. Today is the day before school starts. I packed my things. After all, that bag contains my living expenses, accommodation and tuition for one month. If I lose it, I will be in trouble. I feel the sweat dropping drop by drop, accompanied by my impatience. On the bus, I squeezed and squeezed, and finally found a place to sit down. Unexpectedly, there were so many people that I felt very crowded when I was sitting. I turned my head, looked at the man sitting next to me, a middle-aged man, and looked around. I have to have a good look, so I am lost in the beauty of this city. At this moment, I heard the driver say, "Hey, that little girl, don't throw rubbish outside", which brought my thoughts back. I looked at the driver and asked if it was me. The driver looked in the rearview mirror and said loudly, "it's you. Don't think I can't see, don't you know?" Don't throw rubbish outside, really. " I recognized the contempt in his words, but I did nothing. How can he wronged me? I looked up at the people around me. They didn't look at me with contempt, that is to say, I have no sense of public morality. I feel wronged when I look at them. I tried my best to explain to them that there were too many people to move. Just as I turned my head, I saw the person next to me disappeared. It was there just now! Suddenly, I think I realized something, so I quickly looked at my bag. Sure enough, the bag was opened, so I hurried to see if there was any money in it. I'm glad I didn't lose it. I thought about what the driver said, and it turned out that he said it on purpose. He saw in the rearview mirror that the person next to me was stealing my money, so that the whole car would notice me, so that the thief wouldn't dare to steal in public and had to run away despondently. I had to get off with a wordless thank you. He is clever and brave, which deserves praise. Although that thank you was not said, it was hidden in my heart for thousands of years.

At school, there is a quiz with the topic "I didn't expect it" every day. Today, it's either a Chinese exam or a math exam ... everyone writes the word "bitter" all day, thinking about some heady exercises, and people are going to have a nervous breakdown! In the past, the only relief was a ten-minute break. Now even this only "painkiller" has been mercilessly deprived by the teachers ... Finally, the big exam is coming, and the teachers, like bees, tell them in their ears: "Be serious, look at the questions carefully, don't be careless, and strive for Excellence in the exam!" Talking about these old topics all day.

When we walked into the examination room and handed out the examination papers, at that moment, the air froze and time stood still, and we were completely immersed in a nervous and fearful environment. The invigilators looked serious one by one, as if they were looking at the prisoners one by one. What about us? Even when we are sad, only a few people are smiling. Everyone seems to fall in love with the battlefield and kill the enemy. They can't relax for a moment. After the papers were handed out, my new capital was in my throat. After the test paper was handed out, I browsed all the questions. Ok, Duhui, I took a long breath and was glad that I had reviewed it again.

Time goes by, only the rustling of writing in the examination room and the sound of turning over books ... Jingle bells ... loud * * *, breaking the dead room. The invigilator put away the papers, and the students were refreshed, not like before, talking and laughing all the way. In the tense exams these days, the final exam has come to an end ... Today, the report card will be issued.

Even the usual serious teacher Ren painted light makeup for the first time.

Finally, I want to report my grades: Mei Hanyu Chinese: 96 Math: 100 English: 97 ... Xu Yuwen: 98 Math: 99 English: 100.

I cried with joy. It's unbelievable that I got such a high score despite my mediocre grades.

But I won't be proud, because you are excellent today, and you may fail tomorrow, but don't get too carried away anyway.

But to be honest, I didn't expect it either. I almost suspected that I was deaf, but I was really happy.

...

... unexpectedly, we will never forget it for a long time. In my opinion, nothing more than the following points: 1. Strict layout: As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning, but as long as you make a good start, this composition will be easy to write.

Fengtou: It is the first paragraph of the article, and it is the first place for the marking teacher. We must grasp the center of the whole article, make the following paragraphs coherent and closely combine with the first paragraph, and let the following paragraphs have something to write through the beginning, so that the marking teacher can be refreshed from the beginning.

For example, clever use of rhetorical devices such as parallelism, metaphor, personification, etc., through which the theme of the full text is dominated.

Pork belly: A good article will be divided into just the right paragraphs, but when the article is only one paragraph or two or three paragraphs, even if the article is outstanding in literary talent, it will not have too high a score, because the marking teacher for the senior high school entrance examination will judge a composition every three minutes, and the workload is quite large. If he is not good at segmentation, the marking teacher may lose patience and give a score hastily.

So in my opinion, an article should be divided into at least 6-8 paragraphs, not one line or several lines, but should look like tofu blocks and be arranged neatly together to make the article tight and loose.

It seems that the whole article should be a whole, not scattered.

Writing skills and methods of leopard tail in 20 14 senior high school entrance examination: at the end of the article, the theme should be more prominent and vivid, and the theme idea should be sublimated to make the leopard tail stand out! Or make people feel that the peaks and turns, the flowers are full of flowers or further special effects.

At the end of the article, we should ask questions again, stick to the central idea, and let the central idea that runs through it continue to extend and make people think.

Especially the ending, the echo, contrast and progression with the beginning, etc., to trigger the reading teacher's * * * sound! 2. Exquisite writing: whether it is narrative, argumentative or prose; Whether it's about people, things or scenery.

Everything should be presented in a delicate style, so that the points in the article are more prominent, so that the marking teacher can think deeply in the process of reading the test paper, slow down the reading speed and read it repeatedly, so that the marking teacher can be immersed in the scene, thus making the article more spiritual.

3. Thoughts and feelings throughout: In an article with proper layout and patchwork, there must also be an ideological line throughout. This line is as important as the fish's spine. This line must be clear and definite, and must not be confused.

Grasping these points, a good composition for the senior high school entrance examination will take shape, but it is only the beginning to stand out.

The memory that didn't go far is about 500 words. The first article: The memory that didn't go far blooms on the other side, out of reach, and the lost youth has passed away, but suddenly looking back, it is already in the dim light.

Inadvertently, time is like sand, flowing through your fingertips and strolling in the corridor of memory, but the ruthless years have left a series of deep footprints behind you.

Childhood chase and play, innocence has long been treasured in the depths of memory, childhood happy time has long been scattered in the breeze of the years, turned into a wisp of smoke, hovering in the mind of the past.

Time flies, the tender little hand has become a powerful big hand, and the burden on the shoulders is getting heavier and heavier. In order to make a living, I have been committed to ordinary jobs. In my spare time, whenever I see children chasing and fighting, I will recall deep memories of my childhood. Maybe I haven't taken it off yet. I don't want to leave There is always something fixed in the memory picture.

I remember a happy time when I went to my aunt's house during the National Day holiday during the autumn harvest that year.

When I went to menstruation's house, I was busy in autumn. My aunt loved me very much and was afraid of doing heavy work, so she arranged for me to herd sheep with my cousin. At that time, herding sheep was the easiest job and the most sought-after plan when I was a child.

My cousin packed up the equipment for herding sheep, rushed the sheep up the mountain and recognized them in an empty lawn. My cousin and I discussed how to cook some potatoes in the potato field next to us. After summing up, we divided our work and began to work. Soon everything was ready, just waiting for the fire to start. We found a hidden place to make a fire, put potatoes on it and kept baking. If we live a aboveboard life, someone will tell our family.

With the crackling sound, fragrant potatoes and burnt potato skins were pulled down from the wire rack and chewed. A good meal disappears in a blink of an eye, afraid of leaving traces. After sweeping the battlefield, it looks as if nothing has happened, watching the sheep grazing leisurely and waiting for it to go home in the dark.

Dragging my unfinished body, I am reluctant to go home with my cousin. I didn't expect my aunt to know about stealing potatoes in the mountains. When I got home, my aunt scolded me. That nagging is a headache now.

My aunt punished us for standing in the corner and not giving us dinner. Finally, my aunt asked us to go back to the house for dinner, because we actively admitted our mistakes. In fact, this is a countermeasure that my cousin and I discussed to prevent being discovered and make a long-term plan for herding sheep and burning potatoes in the future.

At that time, every family lived in poverty and had a big family, and many children made a living on that little crop. If we don't manage it well, we will feed our older children a lot of sheep and bake potatoes every day, which will lead to reduced harvest and inevitable hunger.

Now I think of that incident when I was a child, and happiness is accompanied by deep memories.

In childhood, there are always things worth remembering and respecting. Except for memorable days, one's life is childhood, which is unknown and dark, away from suspicion, jealousy, pondering and struggle, as pure as a clear lake, without a trace of noise and any flaws.

Childhood, the sky is always floating with white clouds of dreams; In childhood, the mind always misses the poetic world like a fairy tale; Childhood, life is always carefree and sunny everywhere.

Childhood has given me happiness, courage, happiness and self-confidence, and it is the heaviest and most precious treasure in my life bag.

Childhood is a book with endless experiences, with beautiful memories and beautiful pictures.

Childhood, warm memories, eternal nostalgia.

Part two: Do you still remember those memories that are not far away, and remember that rich summer? Do you remember that afternoon full of tears? Do you remember the corner where we used to do hip hop? I know, you must remember.

When I graduated from primary school, the whole class almost went crazy and asked everyone to go out to play. I haven't seen them for a long time since then, and my memory seems to have stopped in that year and never turned around.

That summer, the weather was very comfortable

We are still fighting.

On May 27th, after taking photos of graduation photo, I was walking to the classroom. I don't know who is crying, so I muttered, "Are you going to separate now?" That sentence poured down like a downpour, dousing the heat in our hearts.

Then I calmed down and thought about it. That afternoon was the quietest in our class.

It did rain that day.

Probably living in the collapse for more than a week, graduation photo sent it down, and the deskmate felt for the first time: "I didn't expect to get this photo so soon.

"Then, there was his cry.

At that moment, the whole class was silent. Although it is summer, it is like winter. A word froze all the blood in my body. The silence in the air makes people afraid to breathe.

At that moment, tears welled up.

The depressed mood suddenly collapsed, and no one attended the class, but there was crying. After class, everyone crowded together and cried, as if the tears of that day had dried up for a year.

It seems that I haven't cried like this for a long time.

On that day, all the stories seemed to be staged again. After a while, everyone recalled many things and cried while talking.

At that moment, I felt that I began to live and knew how to cherish it.

I feel so much lost that I will lose it before I remember it, you know? I have been guarding, recalling and cherishing.

Now, I have grown up.

No longer naive, no longer melancholy, because I have memories.

No more confusion, no more crying, because I can still remember you.

I will still look for you and me on the way forward.

I will still recall our happiness and beauty in that summer afternoon.

Chapter 3: Memories that haven't gone far open the curtains and look into the distance. The gray sky covers the earth.

Suddenly hearing the chirping of swallows reminds me of distant sounds and animals.

Remember the cry of "answer"? Remember the white scenery in the Yangtze River? Baiji dolphin is an elf living in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River, with a slender mouth, a white abdomen and a light blue back.

Perhaps in ancient times, walking along the Yangtze River, you could hear the cries of the baiji and see the beautiful figure.

But now, it has to be announced that the baiji has been functionally extinct.

Qiqi, the last captive baiji in the world, was lively and lovely before his death. When she meets people, she always looks happy and likes to play with them. She also makes her own unique cries from time to time to express her joy to people.

But with the growth of age, my appetite is getting worse every day. ...

Scoring standard for Chinese composition in senior high school entrance examination (43-50 points) A. Content: related to the topic; Ideological health center highlights content and enriches feelings; B. language: language is fluent and there are no language barriers; C. Chapter: complete and clear structure; Scoring rules ① Those who meet the three conditions of ABC will be scored under the first category (43-45 points); (2) those who meet one of the conditions will be scored under the first category (46-47 points). Meet two of the conditions, as a level (48-49 points). The second grade will be rated as the first grade (35-42 points). A. content: the content of the topic is clear and the concrete feelings are true. B. language: fluent, occasionally inarticulate. C. Chapter: The scoring rules are based on 38, and the appropriate floating ① meets the requirements of Grade III, while the other two items only meet the standards of Grade III. Or fresh materials, or novel ideas, or ingenious structure, can be rated as second-class products. The third kind of volume (27-34 points) A. Content: The topic center is still clear, and the specific content is still true. B. language: the language is fluent, and there are not many language diseases. C. Chapter: The scoring rules can be divided into 30 as the benchmark score, and the benchmark score can be obtained if it floats appropriately and basically meets the three conditions of ABC; (2) If item B is good, extra points will be given as appropriate; (3) if there are some other shortcomings, reduce points as appropriate. Four types of papers (18-26) A. Content: The content is not clear and specific. B. language: the language is not fluent. C. chapter: the scoring rules are not clear. The score is based on 22 and floats appropriately. 1 Any paper that belongs to one of ABC's three items will be classified as four types of papers, and the benchmark score will be obtained; ② If the other two items are better, extra points will be given as appropriate; (3) If there are two or more ABC items, the score will be reduced as appropriate. Five types of papers (0- 17 points) A. Content: the text is irrelevant; B. language: poor oral English; C. chapter: structural confusion; The scoring rules will be divided into benchmark score 13, which will float appropriately: any one of ABC three items will be designated as five types of papers, and the benchmark score will be obtained. (2) The other two items are still good, and extra points will be given as appropriate; ③ If there are two or more ABC cases, the score will be reduced as appropriate. Missing item deduction 1 point. 2. Deduct 1 point for every three typos, and deduct 2 points at most. 3. The handwriting is neatly deducted 1-2 points; If the handwriting is illegible, deduct 1-3 points as appropriate. 4. If the number of words is less than 550 words, every 50 words will be deducted 1 minute; Less than 400 words, one grade lower. Attached to the entrance examination network; Honey, just make do with it and estimate it according to this scoring standard.

Please indicate the source? I didn't expect it to be a 400-word semi-proposition composition.