Write a composition in the form of a novel

1. Write a 500-word essay in the form of a novel about my classmate

Big, watery eyes, a tall nose, and a big, eloquent mouth. He has dark skin and always wears a thick ponytail. Does everyone know who she is? Yes, she is - Gao Ya.

Both Gao Ya and I are math representatives, but Gao Ya is very serious about collecting homework. Once, Chen Ziying hadn't finished her homework in class, but it was already time for school to end. Teacher He Gao Ya and I were left in the classroom to continue collecting homework. I had to go to Peiyou in the evening, so I said to Gao Ya: "Gao Ya, I'm leaving first. You can collect it." "Okay." Later I found out that Gao Ya was collecting homework that day. At 6 o'clock, he also took the initiative to teach others how to do questions. My face suddenly turned red.

Another time, we collected the homework books together, and we didn’t collect them all until the end of school. I counted the books, there were 55 books in one, and there was still one book missing. Who is it? We both asked the team leader of each column, and they both said that they had paid it all. I was so upset, Gao Ya comforted me, "Huang Xinyu, let's look for it. We will definitely find it. Don't be discouraged." I said impatiently, "No matter what you look for, you won't find it. What if that guy is left alone?" Teacher, he didn’t tell us: Or even if the person didn’t pay it, when we asked one by one, he said we couldn’t find it, let’s leave it to Teacher He, Teacher He will definitely find it.” He said angrily: "How can this be done? It's not like you haven't seen that Teacher He has to correct 4 piles of notebooks today. Teacher He is working so hard. If he still has to take care of these small things, what do you want us two department representatives to do?" Okay, okay, I'll look for it with you, okay." I said that I would help me find it, but in fact, I just flipped through it casually, and then sat aside and read the comics. I glanced at Gao Ya and saw her looking for each book one by one with her head lowered. She probably didn't make any progress. I smiled and thought, "You still didn't believe me when I said I couldn't find it. Now you will!" Suddenly Gao Ya's eyes opened. As soon as he got up, he walked up to Tian Lei and said to him, "Hand over the book, I've seen it." Tian Lei became nervous and said tremblingly: "What...what am I hiding...what?" Gao Ya suddenly came. With lightning speed, she took out the book from Tian Lei's schoolbag and opened it. Sure enough, she had not finished it. She asked Tian Lei to finish it quickly and handed it to Teacher He. . After Gao Ya finished all this, I realized that I was sweating all over and my face was turning red.

Her elegance and seriousness are far beyond my reach, and I particularly admire her.

This is my classmate - Gao Ya, my good friend!

Classmate, what a kind and familiar word. They have been around you since the first day you went to school and are with you every day of your life.

Before I knew it, I had entered junior high school. While I was reluctant to leave my classmates who had been with me for six years in elementary school, there were ninety new classmates around me. They would accompany me through the three years of junior high school.

School has just started and we are not familiar with each other. At this time, a friendly greeting, a kind smile, and a considerate pen... inadvertently brought us closer.

In my eyes, every one of my classmates is so cute. Ninety of them, from schools in different places, can get together today. We have been together for three years. It’s a kind of friendship. Fate, the ancients said: "It is necessary to know each other when we meet." Yes, why care about the past, as long as we get together, we should cherish it and pay attention to this fate.

In my eyes, every one of my classmates is so beautiful. We are both the treasures of our parents. In the eyes of our parents, we will always be their angels. Everyone has their own unique character, everyone has different wonderful things, and everyone has their own colorful sky.

In my eyes, every one of my classmates is so outstanding. After just a few months of getting along, I found that many classmates have their own shining points: he is cautious, she is serious, she is hardworking, She was brilliant in literature, he was tireless, he was motivated... Their persistence and beauty left an indelible impression on me. Through the exam, I discovered some talented girls, they were all so diligent and cute.

In my eyes, every one of my classmates is so kind. They are willing to help others. They have helped me, a stranger, again and again, and they have also infected the people around them with their simple and kind hearts...

In the blink of an eye, it has been more than three months since I entered junior high school. During these three months, I gradually got to know my classmates. In my eyes, they are so cute, so outstanding, so...

Classmates, what a beautiful word, it always uses its purity Touched my heart... 2. Write the essay "People and Things Around Me" in the form of a novel. Who is in a hurry

I am moved by all the leaders, teachers and students around me:

There are countless touches in life. Because of being moved, (so we understand what love is); because of being moved, (we understand how to live); because of being moved, the sun is so warm; because of being moved, Life is so good. But there is a kind of touching feeling that is surrounded by the fragrance of peaches and plums; it is cast by hard work and sweat; it is the fusion of hard work and wisdom.

In 2004, when I was only 20 years old and still childish, I returned to the land where I was born and raised - x with full enthusiasm because of my love for children. The sound of reading, singing and laughter in x school deeply moved and infected me. At that moment, I secretly told myself that I would make a cup of tea and spread the fragrance and love (all of mine)! (Infecting everyone around me).

If a person’s life is just a small wave in the long river of history, then this wave (seems) is like this precisely because of love ( Surging)! So what is love? My children gave the best explanation with their practical actions - (actually) love means not abandoning or giving up! (Love is a hug, a simple greeting. An encouragement) (remember)

It was when I was teaching the sixth-grade graduating class. Unfortunately, one of the students in the class was about to graduate. , her parents divorced, and the turmoil in the family was like a bolt from the blue to the child. Her former liveliness and happiness seemed to disappear in an instant, and she was in pain. In confusion), the child (gradually) began to give up on herself...when I was about to talk to her and enlighten her. Suddenly I found that the other children in the class quietly gave her small notes, (one after another), full of encouragement and comfort (notes); during class, there would be greeting cards from time to time. Floating into her drawer, the handwriting condensed with warmth and care was like an angel with wings, caring about her all the time and conveying messages of care to her... The care of the classmates melted together during the meal time, and they played together In her happiness, slowly (with the care of her classmates and society) she came out of the shadows, (perhaps) she had a new understanding and yearning for life. (Perhaps for the immortal dream in her heart) (She began to actively (actively) devote herself to studying (in). In the final graduation exam, (she) ranked first in the class and was admitted to a key junior high school.

That year, (that) small classroom was not only filled with many (expectations and eyes of classmates), but also countless sincere and kind (love); (that) small classroom A small classroom carries countless attachments; a small classroom is filled with their innocent love. "Don't abandon, don't give up." The children really taught me the first lesson in life with their practical actions, which greatly affected my future life.

To be moved does not exist by chance, but can be seen everywhere. I remember one time I accidentally sprained my foot and it was very difficult to walk.

When school was over, the children in my class were waiting at the door of my office. The moment I opened the door, their simple words warmed my heart, "Teacher, I am big, let me help you." "Teacher, let me carry your bag." "Teacher, teacher, I usually eat the most and am the fattest, so let me carry you."... You must know that they are only 8-year-old children, and they are only as tall as my waist. time, but they had the courage to carry this teacher who weighed almost three times as much as they did. The children, like adults, put my arm on their shoulders, and they used their small arms to hold my waist tightly. At that moment, every step was a kind of happiness (nagging,, delete); every step It's all a kind of love.

Touching is everywhere in teaching. In class, I told the children my thoughts on life, the history of the Corps, my childhood, my joys and sorrows, my experiences and lessons. The children listened with wide eyes, then wrote down their feelings in their weekly journals and communicated with me. Some people say: "One confidant in life is enough", not to mention I have dozens of them. You said, life is so happy, what else can I ask for? What's more, in the world of children, I understand that troubles and sorrows are nothing but troubles. After class, the children took the initiative to explore the history of the Corps. They were shocked by the persistence of the Corps people; moved by the simplicity of the Corps people; moved by the diligence of the Corps people; from their little faces that flushed with excitement, I I have seen the hope of the Corps and am full of confidence in its future.

Every holiday is filled with touching emotions. Every holiday, what I receive is not gorgeous flowers, but paper flowers handmade by children; what I receive is not high-end gifts, but a small fish carved with chalk; what I receive is not lines of beautiful words. Text messages, but small pieces of paper... But I regard these as treasures. It is precisely because of these that some people's "high-quality products" that seem to be rubbish tell me "integrity".

Supplementary questions:

No, I will never forget. I can’t forget the children’s encouragement to me, a teacher who has just stepped onto the podium; I can’t forget their strong arms when I was sick. ; I can’t forget the gifts they made with their own hands during the holidays; I can’t forget their spirit of “never abandon, never give up” when they graduated. It was them who gave me the courage to stand on the podium; it was them who made me understand that happiness is actually very simple; it was them who made me understand how happy it is to be a teacher...

If someone wants me to talk Talking about the feeling of being a teacher, I will say this to you: "I am moved and happy." (Love is by my side)

Thank you everyone! My speech is over. 3. Write an essay "My Teacher" in the form of a novel, 600 words. If you are satisfied, add 20 wealth.

I have many teachers, but they have taught me different knowledge.

My teacher is Luo Yang. Even if he dies, he will eventually sweat. He worked hard for the new aircraft and created the miracle of completing the new aircraft in only ten and a half months.

For the sake of the country's aviation technology, he personally took command. When he felt unwell, he did not disembark from the ship midway, or even go to the medical staff, and worked until the last moment of his life. He taught me to be loyal and serve my country.

My teacher is Yan Zi. In Yan Zi’s Envoy to Chu and Yan Zi’s Resignation of a Thousand Pieces of Gold, he taught me to live a simple life, learn to be honest, and to be eloquent. My teacher is Chen Binqiang, whose filial piety is extraordinary and worthy of me.

For more than 1,800 days and nights, he was not afraid of wind and rain. He used a piece of cloth to take his old mother with Alzheimer's disease to work at a school 30 kilometers away from home. Teacher Chen Binqiang is not only a good teacher in middle school, but also a good teacher for each of our children.

Teacher Chen Binqiang taught me that filial piety comes first. My teachers are Xinyi brothers, they taught me obedience, loyalty and integrity.

My teachers are still Ma Junze and Huang Yunxiu. Neither of them can read books. One borrowed the book and "recorded it by hand", and the other couldn't borrow the book "Shaping Dreams", both of which made me feel When they feel eager to study, they persuade their younger generation to study hard.

They taught me to cherish today's superior conditions and hard-won life, and not to regret it until I lose it.

My teachers are still my current teachers. They taught me: Don’t forget yesterday, cherish today, and face tomorrow. My teachers are other people. They taught me everything I need to learn. They made me understand that the most important thing is to not be afraid of dangers, to be optimistic, not to be afraid of sacrifice, to keep going, to move forward courageously, and to be perseverant. It is the spirit of not forgetting yesterday, cherishing today, and facing tomorrow.

The teacher is the lecturer who taught me these spirits. I believe that I will definitely understand these spirits. 4. Write an essay "People and Things Around You" in the form of a novel. Who is in a hurry

I am moved by all the leaders, teachers and students around me: there are countless (moves) in life, because Because of being moved, (so we understand what love is); because of being moved, (so that we know how to live); because of being moved, the sun is so warm; because of being moved, life is so beautiful.

But there is a feeling that surrounds you with the fragrance of peaches and plums; it is the result of hard work and sweat; it is the fusion of hard work and wisdom. In 2004, when I was only 20 years old and still childish, I returned to the land where I was born and raised - x with full enthusiasm because of my love for children.

x The sound of reading, singing and laughter in the school deeply moved and infected me. At that moment, I secretly told myself that I would make a cup of tea and spread the fragrance and love (all of mine) ! (Infecting everyone around me). If a person's life is just a small wave in the long river of history, then this wave (seems) is so (surging) precisely because of love! So what is love? My children gave the best explanation with their practical actions - (actually) love means not abandoning or giving up! (Love is a hug, a simple greeting. An encouragement) (I remember) It was when I was teaching the sixth grade graduating class. Unfortunately, a student in the class (as) graduation was approaching, her parents divorced. , The turmoil in this family is like a bolt from the blue for this child. The lively and happy past seems to have disappeared in an instant. In pain and confusion, the child Gradually) I began to give up on myself...when I was about to talk to her and enlighten her.

Suddenly, she found that the other children in the class (all) quietly pushed small notes to her, (they were one after another), (notes) filled with encouragement and comfort; During class, greeting cards would float into her drawer from time to time. The handwriting embodying warmth and care was like an angel with wings. He cared about her all the time and conveyed messages of care to her... The care of the classmates melted together during the meal. In the time, in the joy of playing games together, slowly, (with the care of classmates and society), she (gradually) came out of the shadow, (perhaps) (she has) a new understanding of life. New understanding, and yearning (perhaps for the immortal dream in her heart) (she began to actively invest in learning). In the final graduation exam, (she) ranked first in the class and was admitted to a key junior high school.

That year, (that) small classroom was not only filled with many (expectations and eyes of classmates), but also countless sincere and kind (love); (that) small classroom A small classroom carries countless attachments; a small classroom is filled with their innocent love. "Don't abandon, don't give up." The children really taught me the first lesson in life with their practical actions, which greatly affected my future life.

To be moved does not exist by chance, but can be seen everywhere. I remember one time I accidentally sprained my foot and it was very difficult to walk.

When school was over, the children in the class were waiting at the door of my office. The moment I opened the door, their simple words warmed my heart, "Teacher, I am big. "Let me help you." "Teacher, let me carry your bag."

"Teacher, I usually eat the most and am the fattest. Let me carry you."

"... You must know that they are 8-year-old children. They are only as tall as my waist, but they have the courage to carry this teacher who is almost three times their weight.

Children are like adults Likewise, I put my arm on their shoulders, and they hugged my waist with their small arms. At that moment, every step was a kind of happiness (nagging,, delete); every step was a kind of happiness. Love. Touching is everywhere in teaching.

In class, I told the children my insights on life, the history of the Corps, my childhood, my joys and sorrows, and my experiences and lessons. The children listened with wide eyes, and then wrote down their feelings in their weekly journals and communicated with me.

Some people say: "One confidant is enough in life," not to mention that I have dozens of you. Said, life is so happy, what more can I ask for? What's more, in the world of children, I understand that worries and sorrows are just troubles.

In class, the children took the initiative to explore the history of the Corps. , they were shocked by the persistence of the Corps people; moved by the simplicity of the Corps people; moved by the diligence of the Corps people; from their little faces that flushed with excitement, I saw the hope of the Corps, and I was also optimistic about the future of the Corps. Full of confidence. The emotions around me also fill every holiday.

During every holiday, what I receive is not gorgeous flowers, but paper flowers handmade by children; The high-end gift was a small fish carved with chalk; what I received was not text messages with beautiful language, but small notes... But I regard these as treasures. It is precisely because of these that some people The "high-quality products" that seemed like rubbish told me "integrity". Question added: No, I will never forget it. I can't forget the children's encouragement to me, a teacher who just stepped onto the podium; I can't forget their powerful words when I was sick. I can’t forget the gifts they made with their own hands during the holidays; I can’t forget their spirit of “never abandon, never give up” when I graduated.

It was them who gave me the courage to stand on the podium; it was them who gave me the courage to stand on the podium. I understand that happiness is actually very simple; it was them who made me understand how happy it is to be a teacher... If someone asks me to talk about my feelings as a teacher, I will say this to you: "I am moved and happy. "(Love is by my side) Thank you everyone! My speech is over.

5. Write an essay "My Teacher" in the form of a novel, 600 words, don't mess it up, don't mess it up

I have many teachers, but they taught me different knowledge. My The teacher is Luo Yang, who even died and made Zhuxiang sweat. He worked hard for a new type of aircraft and created the miracle of completing the new type of aircraft in only ten and a half months. For the sake of the country's aviation technology, he personally directed the aircraft, and when he felt unwell, he did not I disembarked from the ship midway and did not even go to the medical staff. I worked until the last moment of my life. He taught me to be loyal and serve the motherland. My teacher is Yan Zi. In Yan Zi’s Envoy to Chu and Yan Zi’s Resignation of a Daughter of Gold, he taught me how to live a good life. Be simple, learn to be honest, and be eloquent. My teacher is Chen Binqiang. He is extremely filial and can be said to be very generous. For more than 1,800 days and nights, he was not afraid of wind and rain, and used a piece of cloth to carry Alzheimer's disease. An old mother suffering from cancer went to work in a school 30 kilometers away from her home. Teacher Chen Binqiang is not only a good teacher in the middle school, but also a good teacher for each of our children. Teacher Chen Binqiang taught me - filial piety comes first. My The teachers are Xinyi brothers. They taught me loyalty, loyalty and integrity. My teachers are Ma Junze and Huang Yunxiu. Neither of them can read the book. One borrowed the book and "hand-recorded it", and the other couldn't borrow the book "shape". "Dreams" all made me feel their eagerness to study, and urged the younger generations to study hard. They taught me to cherish today's superior conditions and hard-won life, and not to regret it until I lose it. My My teachers are still my current teachers. They taught me: Don’t forget yesterday, cherish today, and face tomorrow. My teachers are still other people. They taught me everything I need to learn, and they made me understand that without fear of danger, The spirit of optimism, the spirit of not being afraid of sacrifice, the spirit of going on and on, the spirit of going forward, the spirit of perseverance, and most importantly, the spirit of not forgetting yesterday, cherishing today, and facing tomorrow. The teacher is the lecturer who taught me these spirits. I believe , I will definitely understand these spirits...

The news about the factory spread like a gust of wind. He couldn't find a job and had to be a bachelor. He finally understood the meaning of tomorrow after tomorrow and how many tomorrows there are.