Senior three | 1000 words or more | others
1 1-07-25
There is a golden full moon hanging in the deep blue sky, and below it is a land covered with countless craters. But the moon is not as bright and round as my hometown.
Twenty years, I have been away from home for more than twenty years! When I left my hometown with my uncle, I thought I would go back soon and I thought I would see my good brother then. I didn't realize it's been over twenty years, Shui Sheng. Can we meet again?
"Report Colonel, the enemy is launching a fierce attack on our position!" After a whistle, several shells exploded around us.
"Fight back immediately!" With my command, the soldiers of the 13 regiment led by me stubbornly blocked the enemy, and each bullet sprayed a flame of revenge on the enemy. After a night of fierce fighting, the position is still firmly in our hands, but our casualties are also great.
The next day, we received an order from our superiors that the 35th regiment would come to pick us up and prepare for a new round of more intense fighting. In the evening, the 35th Regiment successfully joined us. When I saw their leader, my heart suddenly trembled. Why is it so familiar? Is that him?
"hello! The 35 th regiment was ordered to come to reinforce! " A local accent. That's right! It's him! My brother when I was a child-Shuisheng!
"Aquatic! Are you an aquatic animal? I am Honger! "
Suddenly, he just stood there, with a look of joy and doubt on his face, moving his lips, but without making a sound.
"Macro son? You are Honger! My brother! " Finally, he cried.
"yes! It's me, it's me! " I don't know how long it took, but the two of us have embraced each other tightly, and the expectation of more than 20 years has finally come true! The dream of more than 20 years has finally come true! We are together again at last!
He is no longer the aquatic man he used to be. He has grown into a tall soldier, a hero who killed the enemy for his country!
That night, in the bright moonlight, we talked about many things in the past. I know that his father has been dead for eight years under the heavy pressure of life. He joined the army when Japan invaded China. After numerous battles, he became the head of the regiment. At this point, our experiences are exactly the same.
At three o'clock in the morning, we are ready to rest, because tomorrow we will fight side by side with the enemy. At this time, I found the golden full moon in the dark blue sky, just like in my hometown, as round and as bright.
Article 2:
"Grandpa Hong", cried happily, "How are you now?"
Zhou Hong is embarrassed. "They also already know my things? It can be said that a good thing travels thousands of miles without going out! But how would they know? I have done so rigorously. " Zhou Hong quickly reacted that he was someone who had seen the market: "Very good, very good."
However, I know that Grandpa Hong is almost hopeless in his life. He was very excited when he thought of his three sons and two daughters. "Grandpa Hong doesn't feel lonely?" He is still thinking about it, that is, giving his son or daughter to Zhou Hongyi or two, so there is no harm in being afraid of others.
He was about to speak when Zhou Hong suddenly asked him, "How is your life now? Our life is getting harder and harder, inflation is too strong, and life is getting harder and harder. "
Shui Sheng doesn't know what "inflation" means, but he can understand the last sentence, "Life is getting worse". At first he couldn't figure out how he knew what I was going to say. Then he began to calm down: he is no better than me, just like me. Please, it's better than mine. His army alone, and me, a hundred years later, someone brought me water to drink. Thinking of this, he left without looking back.
2. Continue to write "Hometown", 20 years later, Honger. In the year of 500 words, spring bloomed. "I finally came back, I don't know if he is all right ..." On the picturesque Jiangnan, a canoe drifted quietly. In the sunset, a slightly vicissitudes figure became a foil on the river. The canoe landed and set foot on its native land, breathing the familiar air, young man. Finally, I want to see him. He is still the same as before, as simple, as simple, as sincere ... In the distance, a vague figure gradually became clear, and finally I saw him! Zhou Hong tried to control the voice trembling with excitement. "Shui Sheng, is that you ..." Do we know this gentleman? The tall, thin, grayish yellow boy spoke in front of him. His face, which was supposed to be full of vigor, was forced by life and looked unusually old. Suddenly, Zhou Hong's heart was like a heavy stone. His strong heart, which has been practicing outside for many years, suddenly became weak and caused ripples. He felt suffocated ... "Shuisheng, I am Honger!" " "Macro ..." The boy's eyes were red in an instant, with tears in his eyes and trembling all over. With a kind name, Shui Sheng struggled to squeeze out two words from his mouth, "Macro Ye ..." Zhou Hongzhen sighed and said with a smile. "Do we really want to be like your father and uncle? Can't we go back? " "Well, I can't go back." After a moment's hesitation, Shui Sheng spoke. Zhou Hong turned around and stared at the river in the sunset, saying, "It used to be prosperous, but now it's vicissitudes." In the evening, in the backyard, two young people were drinking and talking about their childhood, but they didn't mention the future ... yes, they couldn't go back.
3. The composition encyclopedia "Hometown" continued to write 800 words (20 years later) 194 1 this winter, the weather was particularly cold. After nearly four years of war with Japan, China finally declared war on Japan. That night, Zhou Zhihong, head of the third regiment, looked at the topographic map in front of him and studied it carefully with a frown. How to fight this war with the least casualties and the greatest impact? Just as he was thinking, the guard came in and sent a message: "Report Colonel, two passers-by just found our team and wanted to join us. They were very enthusiastic and expressed their enthusiasm for contributing to the revolution. Li, deputy head of the delegation, has talked for them and asked me to report to you. "His eyes didn't leave the map, but he just nodded slightly. It took a long time to understand the meaning, and immediately looked up: "This is a big event! The revolutionary road does not exist in the first place. If more people walk, there will be a road! Come on, call them in and let me meet them. " "Yes," the guard turned around. When I came back, I was followed by two people. One of them is tall and dark. With another kind of satisfaction on his face. When Zhou Zhihong raised his head and met his eyes with enthusiasm for the revolution, a feeling of deja vu came to mind. Murphy? ! "Aquatic, is that you?" After staying for a while, Zhou Zhihong asked in a trembling voice. Memories that I thought I had forgotten suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. This is my playmate in my hometown when I was a child! After hearing the person in front of him call out his name with a familiar local accent. The tall young man froze. Finally, I hesitated to shout out a name that has always existed in my memory and never forgotten: "Brother Hong? Is that you? "
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"yes! Aquatic! Twenty years, I thought we would never see each other again! " The young man named Shui Sheng stepped forward and hugged his brother whom he hadn't seen for years. "Ha ha, your boy did a good job. They are all heads. " Hearing this, Zhou Zhihong sighed: "Yes, I held my breath in my heart when I invaded our land wantonly." As soon as I grew up, I left home to join the army. I can't watch others spoil our land! ""me too! I've been looking for the Eighth Route Army troops, and our hometown disappeared under the enemy's gunfire. From then on, I knew I could no longer look on coldly. "The joy when we first met was because the brothers had the same goal and the same patriotic feelings deepened. Finally, the two brothers can't speak the same language as their parents because of their differences in grades. This is the preface of New Life. It can even be said that a new life has not yet begun, but some things have changed.
4. The essay entitled "Hometown" refers to the following model essay, hoping to help you open the door to composition. I have been rooted in my hometown and have been on so many grasslands, but I still feel that this grassland in my hometown is the most comfortable ... I can stay for a day just by quietly looking at the surrounding scenery.
It seems that I can pick happiness here and forget all the unhappiness. The heart can be so pure and light.
At that moment, I always think of a poem: "Pick chrysanthemums under the east fence and see Nanshan leisurely." It is fresh and natural as never before.
The sun shines softly, sprinkling on the land in my hometown and on the Yangtze River flowing slowly forward. A layer of fish-scale ripples appeared on the river, and white waves bloomed with the collision of ships coming and going from left to right. Due to the low tide in recent years, there is a piece of sand by the river. The sand is smooth and delicate, and there will be light spots in the sun. I call it "the beach" figuratively.
Sometimes I will happily pick up shells barefoot on the beach. In fact, after all, this place is not the seaside, and there are no beautiful shells, just entertaining ourselves.
But sometimes you can still find some small snails and beautiful stones, which is enough. Those children are playing barefoot on the "beach" in droves, building towers and houses, having fun and often forgetting to go home.
In the evening, my mother often calls them back to eat on the embankment, and then they run home in their shoes, agreeing to "continue playing tomorrow." At that moment, the mothers couldn't help raising their mouths, then took a deep breath of the air mixed with the smell of grass, got up and walked helplessly behind the children and went home.
They are talking and laughing ... on summer nights, I like to go to grandma's roof to enjoy the cool. A mat, a bamboo bed, a family sitting together, cool breeze blowing gently.
Lying on the mat, the cold wind mixed with the fragrance of lotus flowers in front of the door. Looking up, there are stars all over the sky, and a crescent moon is dreamlike and flickering under the chase of clouds.
There are often planes roaming in the sky, flashing red and green dots, echoing the distant stars. If you are lucky, you can still see meteors.
At this time, I always shout excitedly, sit up immediately and make a sincere wish. At this time, my grandmother would always laugh at me and say, "Look, children in the city are so strange even meteors."
Because there is no chance to watch the night sky at home at ordinary times, the night sky in the city seems to have no stars, and even if there are, it is not as bright as home. There are cicadas croaking and frogs croaking, leaves rustling in the wind, and people's laughter and laughter, which together sound like a harmonious symphony.
The night is getting deeper, the cool breeze is blowing gently, everyone is asleep, and so is my hometown. I believe that before the sun rises tomorrow, the fields will be full of hardworking farmers, and happiness will be after the hoes fall to the ground and before the harvest.
No matter where I go, I will never forget the blue and transparent sky, the soft grassland, the simple and hardworking people in my hometown, and … too much, too much, so I can't help but pour out: "Friendship is rooted in my hometown." The second article "My hometown is not beautiful. The bitter well of the low straw house and a river that often dries up are connected to the small village.
On barren land, there is little hope. "I don't think my hometown is as lonely as he told me." Childhood memories, spiritual comfort, simple folk customs.
That's where I was born and raised, my hometown. My hometown is located in a small corner of this big world.
I was born and raised here and am familiar with everything here. Let's start with my hometown a few years ago.
The road is so narrow, like a narrow path; What about the house? It's seven bends and eight turns! Anyway, you are proficient in everything and loose in everything. Someone once sang "A flock of ducks crossed the bridge in front of us". Although there is no bridge in front of our door, there is a big, beautiful and clear pond under our sky, in which a group of ducks are playing.
It is conceivable that this is a rare "land of feng shui". This is a scenic spot that has never changed since ancient times (meaning: I came out of my mother's stomach until now) and is known as "it rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond"
My hometown is so prosperous now. Rows of neat European-style suites, gorgeous foreign small buildings, and spacious roads with zebra crossings.
It looks so pleasing and charming. The reason why my hometown has changed so much is not because our country is prosperous, technologically advanced and morally good.
Thanks to our great motherland, our advanced science and technology, and our hard-working gardener ... The third chapter has been struggling to find a restless heart, and endless feelings are always lingering in my heart. I long for silence, but I can't stop. I will get lost when I break into the city.
Whenever I think of you, my hometown, my long-lost hometown! My heart is so heavy that I can't lift it anymore. Am I too sentimental, or am I always attached to you? Sadness, the young heart bears its load prematurely, and the heart bound by the sad sand is as lifeless as a tired dead heart that has gone through vicissitudes of life, but I don't want to use it to see you, my hometown does not belong to your hometown, so I will search for your memory when my mood is clear, and I don't want to pollute you with this vulgarity.
Silence is all my attachment to you. When I am upset, I will think of the quiet and free space you once gave me, where I can be free, where my heart will never be disturbed, because you make it quiet and pure; When I am lonely, I want to have you as my partner. You are quietly by my side, without words or actions. As long as you stay with me quietly, I will no longer feel lonely. When you are tired, you think of your broad and gentle body. I know that if I am still around you, you will definitely let me sleep peacefully. When night falls.
5. How to continue to write Lu Xun's Hometown and write that the Wupeng boat is moving slowly on the lake? I'm not surprised as the ripples gently shake and look out through the gap in the canopy: the shore is a hazy green, rippling with the breeze. A willow forest is also graceful, and the scattered villages are filled with smoke and a scene of spring. This is my hometown!
I quickly patted my nephew Honger sitting next to me. Honger looked at me for a long time and asked me happily, "Uncle, can you see the water when you go back this time?"
I was stunned: "Yes, of course!" After liberation, Shui Sheng and Honger won't be like me and Runtu! I can't help but sigh. So, what about the leap soil now?
I came back this time to sort out the old house I bought-this is what my mother told me before her death.
Finally arrived at the door, and smelled the smell of cooking from a distance. As soon as I entered the door, I saw a wisteria flower, probably planted by several families who moved back, with a few lavender buds poked around in the light green.
Red's eyes were full of surprises and she asked, "Uncle, is this our home?"? Me, why don't I remember! "
I nodded slightly, yes, this is a brand-new hometown for Honger, and for me, this is my deepest childhood hometown!
Just thinking, a family member went out to pour water, saw us, and hurriedly put down the bucket, but was surprised: "Ah! If it isn't Brother Xun! Is this red? How big they are! "
The shouts alarmed the whole hospital, and everyone rushed out to help me move my luggage into the house and be caring and attentive.
They also said that since they moved back, Runtu often came to inquire about me, hoping to see me.
My heart suddenly cheered-Runtu must not be like twenty years ago!
In the next three or four days, I am cleaning up the house and putting a few pieces of furniture in order.
One day, during the break, a familiar but somewhat strange voice came: "Brother Xun!" " "
I greeted him happily and replied, "Brother Runtu, you are here!" "
And beside, macro and aquatic have been excited to embrace together.
Runtu changed again, and his face was yellow but shiny. He wore a clean and straight felt hat and a dark blue gown, and he was full of energy.
He asked Shui Sheng to hand me some bags and said, "These are all home-grown vegetables. Just try it. There is also a watermelon, which is the watermelon in the seaside watermelon field I told you about when I was a child. That's so sweet! "
We entered the room and sat down. We couldn't help talking about our childhood: what kind of horn chicken, jumping fish, shells and swallows. ...
He said: "Now that we are liberated, ordinary people can be masters of their own affairs and their living conditions are better. This is really a good policy of the party ... "
"That's great!" An old lady's voice sounded, and I looked up-it was Yang Er's sister-in-law!
He is slightly fat on crutches. He can no longer see that she used to be a thin-footed compass. He is about seventy years old and has a much kinder face. I have some bags in my hand, saying they are some good things at home. Let me try.
Seeing my surprise, she quickly said, "I can't take it easy." I also grow vegetables with everyone. This is from last winter, and it is not very fresh. "
The people in my hometown have changed again, which makes me feel kind and familiar. After more than forty years, I finally returned to this original hometown.
6. Lu Xun's Hometown has expanded to 600 words, which is a leap. Although I knew it was leap soil at first sight, it was not my memory. His figures have doubled; The previous purple round face has turned gray-yellow, adding deep wrinkles; Like his father, his eyes are swollen all around, which I know. People who farm by the sea blow the sea breeze all day, which is generally the case. He wore a worn felt hat on his head and only a thin cotton-padded coat on his body. Holding a paper bag and a long pipe in my hand is not the red and round hand I remember, but thick, stupid and cracked, like pine bark.
I am very excited at this moment, but I don't know how to say it, just saying:
"ah! Brother Runtu.-You're here? ……"
Then I have a lot of words that I want to spit out like beads: horn chicken, jumping fish, shells, clams, ... but I always feel as if I am blocked by something, and my mind is spinning and I can't spit it out.
He stopped, his face showing joy and sadness; His lips are moving, but he is silent. His attitude finally respectful, clear call way:
"Sir ..."
I seem to have a cold shiver; I know there is a deep barrier between us. I can't talk either.
He turned and said, "Shui Sheng, kowtow to the master." He pulled out the child hiding behind him. It was a leap soil 20 years ago, but it was thinner and yellower, and there was no silver ring around its neck. "This is the fifth child, never seen the world, evasive ..."
Mother and macro son came downstairs, and they probably heard the sound.
"The old lady. The letter arrived early. I really liked it until my master came back ... "said Runtu.
"Oh, how can you be so polite. Didn't you call yourselves brothers before? Still the same: Brother Xun. " Mom said happily.
"Ah, the old lady is really ... what's the rule? At that time, I was a child, and I didn't understand ... "Runtu said, calling the water to arch, but the child was shy and followed him closely.
"He is aquatic? The fifth one? They are all strangers, no wonder they are afraid of life; " Or Honger should go for a walk with him. "My mother said.
Macro son heard this, then go to recruit aquatic, aquatic but refreshing to go out with him all the way. Mother asked Runtu to sit down. He hesitated, finally sat down, leaned his long pipe on the table, handed the paper bag and said:
"There is nothing in winter. This dried green beans are dried by themselves there, please master ... "
I asked him about his condition. He just shook his head.
"Very difficult. Lao Liu will also help, but he is always hungry ... it is not peaceful ... money is needed everywhere, there are no rules ... and the harvest is not good. If you plant something and choose to sell it, you always have to donate it several times and lose money; Don't sell, can only rot ... "
He just shook his head; Although his face is engraved with many wrinkles, it doesn't move at all, just like a stone statue. He just feels bitter, but he can't describe it. After a short silence, he picked up his pipe and smoked silently.
Mother asked him, knowing that his family was busy, he had to go back tomorrow; He didn't have lunch again, so he was told to go to the kitchen to fry rice.
He is out; Mother and I both lamented his situation: many children, famine, heavy taxes, soldiers, bandits, officials and gentry all made him look like a puppet. My mother told me that she could give him anything she didn't need to move, and he could choose for himself.
In the afternoon, he picked out a few things: two long tables, four chairs, a pair of incense burners and candlesticks, and a scale. He also asked for all the grass ash (we cook straw here, and the grass ash can be used as fertilizer in the sand), and he took it with him when he set out.
In the evening, we talk about some idle days, which are irrelevant words; The next morning, he brought Shui Sheng back.
Nine days later, it is the day when we set out. Runtu arrived in the morning. Shui Sheng didn't come with him, but only brought a five-year-old daughter to look after the ship. We are so busy all day that we have no time to talk. There are also many visitors, some seeing off, some taking things, and some seeing off taking things. By the time we got on the boat at night, all the old things in this old house, big and small, had been swept away.
As our ship went forward, the green hills on both sides of the strait were covered with dark coats at dusk and were taken back to the ship.
Macro son and I leaned against the window, looking at the fuzzy scenery outside, he suddenly asked:
"Uncle! When will we come back? "
"Come back? Why did you come back before you left? "
"However, Shui Sheng invited me to his house to play ..." He opened his big black eyes and thought foolishly.
My mother and I were a little disappointed, so we brought up the leap soil again. Mother said that Yang Er's sister-in-law is a tofu beauty, and she has come every day since my family packed my luggage. The day before yesterday, Iraq took out a dozen plates in the ashes. After discussion, it must have been buried in the leap soil. He can move home together when transporting the ashes. Yang Er's sister-in-law saw this and felt very successful, so she killed the dog (this is our chicken-raising equipment here, and there is a fence on the wooden tray, which contains food. Chickens can stick their heads in their necks and peck, but dogs can't, and she flies away, as if she had such high-heeled feet and ran so fast.
7. "Hometown" continued. There is a golden full moon in the dark blue sky. Below is a land covered with numerous craters.
But the moon is not as bright and round as my hometown. Twenty years, I have been away from home for more than twenty years! When I left my hometown with my uncle, I thought I would go back soon and I thought I would see my good brother then.
I didn't realize it's been over twenty years, Shui Sheng. Can we meet again? "Report Colonel, the enemy is launching a fierce attack on our position!" After a whistle, several shells exploded around us. "Fight back immediately!" With my command, the soldiers of the 13 regiment led by me stubbornly blocked the enemy, and each bullet sprayed a flame of revenge on the enemy.
After a night of fierce fighting, the position is still firmly in our hands, but our casualties are also great. The next day, we received an order from our superiors that the 35th regiment would come to pick us up and prepare for a new round of more intense fighting.
In the evening, the 35th Regiment successfully joined us. When I saw their leader, my heart suddenly trembled. Why is it so familiar? Is that him? "hello! The 35 th regiment was ordered to come to reinforce! " A local accent.
That's right! It's him! My brother when I was a child-Shuisheng! "Aquatic! Are you an aquatic animal? I am Honger! " Suddenly, he just stood there, with a look of joy and doubt on his face, moving his lips, but without making a sound. "Macro son? You are Honger! My brother! " Finally, he cried.
"yes! It's me, it's me! " I don't know how long it took, we have embraced each other tightly, and the expectation of more than 20 years has finally come true! The dream of more than 20 years has finally come true! We are together again at last! He is no longer the aquatic man he used to be. He has grown into a tall soldier, a hero who killed the enemy for his country! That night, in the bright moonlight, we talked about many things in the past. I know that his father has been dead for eight years under the heavy pressure of life. He joined the army when Japan invaded China. After numerous battles, he became the head of the regiment.
At this point, our experiences are exactly the same. At three o'clock in the morning, we are ready to rest, because tomorrow we will fight side by side with the enemy.
At this time, I found the golden full moon in the dark blue sky, just like in my hometown, as round and as bright. If it's not enough, there is ~ ~.
8. Unit 5, Grade 6 Practice "Young Moistening the Soil" to continue. Since Runtu left, I've been thinking about Runtu all day. I can't sleep well. His voice and smile always appear in front of me, making me cry all day. I begged my father to let me moisten the soil more than once, but he just didn't agree. He always says that I am a young master, so how can I compare with the children of this civilian family? My father objected, and I even made a scene with my father about it, but it still didn't help. I went to Qiu Lai in the spring. I spent decades in cold and hot weather and experienced many hardships, but I have never seen a leap soil. My father has been dead for many years, and my family has declined. I have been writing books and pinning my feelings with words. When I was writing the book "Hometown", I couldn't help thinking about the leap soil. How's it going? What does he do? Do you still remember me Is he still as lively and healthy as when he was a child? These are things I don't know, and I even feel that I can't know for a lifetime. I tried my best to recall the bits and pieces between us, and I wanted to write them down so that all my readers could understand the leap soil. Maybe Runtu can see it, so that he can know that Lu Xun today is Zhou Shuren then. Flying over the earth, where are you now? Why didn't you come to me? You said we would catch birds, pick up shells and go to Gua Tian to see melons! I made a promise that day, but why didn't you keep it? Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? I look forward to your arrival every day, day after day, year after year, but there is no news from you. My heart really hurts … Runtu, my dear friend, where are you? .