1. Chinese homework: copy 3 essays (original texts required)
Original text: The east wind is coming, and spring is approaching.
Everything looked like he had just woken up, and he opened his eyes happily. The mountains are moist, the water is rising, and the sun is blushing.
The grass secretly emerges from the earth, tender and green. In the garden and in the fields, you can see that there are large areas full of them. Sit down, lie down, roll a few times, kick a few balls, race a few times, play hide-and-seek a few times. The wind is gentle and the grass is soft.
Peach trees, apricot trees, pear trees, if you don’t let me, I won’t let you, they are all full of flowers. The red ones are like fire, the pink ones are like clouds, and the white ones are like snow. The flowers are sweet; when you close your eyes, the trees seem to be full of peaches, apricots, and pears. Thousands of bees were buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of all sizes were flying around. Wild flowers are everywhere: various kinds, with names and without names, scattered in the grass like eyes and stars, and they are blinking.
"The willow wind does not blow cold on your face", it is good, it feels like a mother's hand caressing you. The wind carries the smell of newly turned earth, mixed with the smell of green grass, and the smell of various flowers. The fragrance is brewing in the slightly moist air. The birds settled their nests among the flowers and leaves, became happy, and showed off their clear singing voices to their friends, singing melodious tunes that echoed with the breeze and flowing water. The piccolo played by the shepherd boy on the cow's back was also playing loudly all day long.
Rain is the most common, lasting for three or two days. Don't be upset. Look, it looks like cow hair, like flower needles, like filaments, densely woven diagonally, and there is a thin layer of smoke covering the roof of the house. The leaves are so green that it shines brightly, and the grass is so green that it irritates your eyes. In the evening, the lights were turned on, and a little yellow light created a quiet and peaceful night. In the countryside, on small roads and beside stone bridges, there are people walking slowly holding umbrellas, and there are farmers working in the fields, wearing straw hats and hats. Their houses are sparse and silent in the rain.
There are gradually more kites in the sky and more children on the ground. In the city and countryside, every household, old and young, came out one by one, as if they were rushing to go. Rejuvenate your muscles and bones, rouse yourself, and do your respective things. "The plan for a year lies in spring." At the beginning, there is a lot of time and a lot of hope.
Spring is like a baby that just landed, it is new from head to toe and it is growing.
Spring is like a little girl, full of flowers and walking with a smile.
Spring is like a strong young man with iron-like arms, waist and feet, leading us forward.
Autumn - imitation of Zhu Ziqing's "Spring". Looking forward to, looking forward to, the autumn wind is coming, the footsteps of autumn are approaching. Everything shows the joy of harvest. Apples When ripe, the sorghum turns red and the banana turns golden. . The grass put on a golden coat and danced gracefully in the refreshing autumn wind. Looking at it, it looked like a golden carpet. Sitting or lying down, it gave people an indescribable comfort. In the orchard The fruit trees are full of fruits, such as bright red apples, yellow pears, and pomegranates as crystal as pearls, hanging heavily on the branches. Looking at these sweet and attractive fruits, one can seem to see the simple smiling faces of the farmers and the hard-working people. Look. "Parking *** It's late in the maple forest, and the frost leaves are as red as the February flowers." The leaves in autumn also have their own charm. The fiery red maple leaves, the orange-yellow sycamores, and the pines and cypresses that are still full of green leaves form a colorful scene. Picture scrolls. Some are singing "rustling" on the trees, some are dancing in the air with the autumn wind, and some are "visiting" at the homes of younger siblings. . The sun is no longer dazzling and has become softer, the sky is higher and bluer, and the clouds are light and white. The cool autumn wind is blowing, carrying the fragrance of various fruits and the joy of farmers' harvest. The autumn wind blows through every sweet fruit, Brush past the smiling faces and every leaf that wants to dance. .
"I am in my mother's arms, my mother is in the boat, and the boat is in the moonlit sea." There is a stern atmosphere in the light. This is the love my mother gave me. Ending: Unfold the long scroll of history, stir up the smoke and dust of history, and interpret The lingering maternal love, at that time the wandering soul found a home... Comment: The opening topic is to write about the maternal love I have. At the end, three verbs are used to write about the long and lingering maternal love, which is the support and sustenance of the soul. .8. Beginning: After the wind and rain, you will see the sky and water with flying gulls and fish swimming in front of you; after walking out of the thorns, you will see the broad road covered with flowers in front of you; when you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see the green mountains at your feet. End: In In this world, if one star falls, it will not dim the starry sky; if one flower withers, it will not make the whole spring barren. In life, you must try your best to get through every level. No matter what difficulties you encounter, never give up! Comment: Use the wind and rain first to see the beautiful scenery, the thorns to see the road, the mountains to climb, and setbacks are the alchemy stone of success. At the end, as long as you can withstand the test of difficulties, don't give up easily. 9. Beginning: Love is the wind, "It is good to be poor and hear the wind." Love is the rain, "the peony with love contains spring tears." Love is the soil, you can dig out a handful by bending down, and there is no soil that does not contain the ancestors' What about the blood, sweat and green dreams of future people? Love is a cloud, and you can see it when you look up. Which cloud has not contained the yearning of children and the memories of the elderly? Ending: Because of love, we are grateful; because of love, we are full of sorrow and indignation; because of love, we are willing to live indifferent and peaceful days; and because of love, we dare to fight with iron horses and return with corpses wrapped in horse leather. Life that endures humiliation and burden is love; life is awe-inspiring and righteous. Death, death is love; live refreshingly, seriously, and living is not love! Comment: Both the beginning and the end use parallel paragraphs, which are very rhythmic. The metaphor at the beginning is very vivid and appropriate; the love of life and death is used at the end to show that living seriously is not a kind of love for life! 10. Beginning: The lavender wind chime hangs in front of my window, gently pulling out a clear and clear sound like the sound of nature. It fills the whole room and brings my thoughts to a light and wonderful place. Past events are like this. The clear water flows quietly there. Ending: There is another gust of breeze, and the wind chimes jingle. I nod and think, sweetness is in the distance. Comment: The beginning and the end are both beautiful and artistic. The sound of the wind chimes pulls my beautiful heart My thoughts fell into deep memories, and the ending echoed the beginning, and I used the wind chime again to continue the sweet memories. I don’t know if it will be useful to you, but I tried my best. I have excerpted the beginning and the end, with some modifications. I hope it will be helpful to you. 3. Chinese homework in my eyes Composition
Chinese in my eyes is an indispensable subject for us. Today, let me introduce to you ‘Chinese in My Eyes’!
In my eyes, Chinese is the teacher leading us into a wide ocean. When I was getting ready to set off, I saw the endless sea, with layers of snow-white waves rising up from the sea, as if telling me mysteries...
In the sea, there was a group of lovely fish playing, thousands of years old. The old turtle told me one magical story after another. There, I can see beautiful corals, green seaweed, and even dance with jellyfish!
Look, the ferocious sharks are racing! The clownfish seems to be looking for something in the sea, which arouses my desire to explore. Even past the interesting ‘amusement park’.
In fact, Chinese language is an active thinking process. We swim and have close contact in the ocean of knowledge. Through the study of Chinese, we have seen the world in all its forms and understood the true meaning of life.
Chinese is both poetry and song.
As long as you are good at exploring, you can discover the mysteries of Chinese language! 4. Chinese homework, composition
Winter came very suddenly. The gorgeous sunshine a few days ago still made people’s faces itch. The peaks stained with red and yellow colors set off against the blue sky, which was very... nice.
The girls in the small town are still showing off their youthful fashion, but winter is approaching with an irreversible attitude. In just a few gloomy days, the sound of winter's footsteps soon reached the door of my house.
The bustling city seemed to be frozen in an instant. There were fewer and fewer people riding bicycles. Pedestrians were walking in a hurry with their hands in their pockets, their chins in their mouths and their heads lowered. , and the usually spacious tour bus was suddenly filled to the brim with people wrapped up tightly. The tall plane trees on both sides of the street were stripped of their white skin.
A few remaining leaves on the street were soaked in red and swollen by the rain, hanging silently on the branches. A couple hugged each other gently next to the bus shelter. The girl's hands were quietly inserted into the pockets of the boy's cotton coat. The boy was strong against the biting north wind with his back. Winter nights are dark and long, even in the bustling streets. On the street, everyone has a long face with each other.
The passing cars divide the flow of people back and forth, and the short distance is separated by the torrent of steel and cold machinery. A city with hundreds of thousands of residents does not have a festive atmosphere where people are jostling each other and people are excited.
On the contrary, there is a certain desolation hidden behind everyone. The luxurious streets are paved with smooth ceramic tiles, and the flashing neon lights show off the splendor of the modern city to the passing crowds, while the beggars lying or lying in dark corners and on the cold steps seem to be saying something to the people in a hurry.
Winter mornings Winter mornings are beautiful. If you don’t believe it, please take a look - every morning when I open the door and go out, the biting cold wind blows and hits me from time to time. And, occasionally, naughty little snowflakes will fall down like a dance.
There are all kinds of hexagonal snowflakes: some are like silver needles, some are like fallen leaves, and some are like scraps of paper... They are really beautiful. When it falls on the ground, it seems to have covered the earth with a thick blanket; when it falls on a tree, it feels like it is dressed in silver; when it falls on a car, it is like a freshly baked cream cake.
This beautiful snow scene immerses people in the fresh air. Everywhere is covered in silver, so beautiful.
However, what makes people feel the breath of winter first at home is the ice flowers on the windows. Some are like forests and full of mystery; some are like streams, as if they are quietly Flowing; some are like Santa Claus, seeming to come to deliver gifts to people... Miss Winter is so ingenious! In the club, it was even more crowded and very lively. People are wearing thick cotton clothes, like cotton bags.
They performed morning exercises accompanied by beautiful music. The artificial lake was covered with a thick layer of ice. Some naughty little students were playing and playing on the lake, and bursts of laughter could be heard from the lake from time to time.
… Winter is very cold. To be honest, I don't want it to come, but when it comes, I feel strange.
Ah, I love winter, because in winter, "the strong wind knows the strength of the grass", and I love its character. The history and gossip of Three Lanes and Seven Alleys - the private narrative of a non-famous archaeologist. If in winter On the street, I met a traveler holding a map of Fuzhou and asked me which place in the city was most worth visiting. I will not hesitate, oh, no, maybe I will hesitate, but after a maximum of three seconds of hesitation, I will eventually tell him: Three Lanes and Seven Alleys.
Maybe you are a person who knows nothing about Three Lanes and Seven Alleys. After listening to what I said above, you went to the Internet to search for an introduction to Three Lanes and Seven Alleys. You will probably see the following rhetoric: Three Lanes and Seven Alleys is the main symbol of Fuzhou, a national historical and cultural city.
Three Lanes and Seven Alleys is located in the west of the "817" North Road in the ancient city of Fuzhou, with the South Back Street running through it from north to south as the axis, and the Chengfang in the West Lane in the east, from north to south. Arranged in sequence. From north to south, the "three lanes" are: Yijin Lane, Wenru Lane, and Guanglu Lane. The "seven lanes" are: Yangqiao Lane, Langguan Lane, Ta Lane, Huang Lane, Anmin Lane, Gong Lane, and Ji. She Lane.
Fangxiang preserves a large number of former residences of celebrities, residential buildings and courtyard gardens from the Ming Dynasty to the Republic of China. With its exquisite materials, exquisite craftsmanship and rigorous layout, it has the reputation of being an architectural museum of the Ming and Qing Dynasties.
After reading this, do you suddenly have a strong desire to visit the Three Lanes and Seven Alleys? Well, I guess, it should be - forget it, I won't guess anymore, anyway, if you ask me, I don't know how.
Hey, okay then, let me find the moldy green copper incense burner that was unearthed by archeology in a forgotten year, light a burner of agarwood chips, and give you some historical fragments of 8183 Lanes and 7 Lanes. Doesn't it arouse some interest in you?
To talk about the Three Lanes and Seven Alleys, we undoubtedly have to start with Huangchao. All books about the history of Three Lanes and Seven Alleys will mention that in 879 AD, which was the sixth year of Qianfu in the Tang Dynasty, Huang Chaohuang, a former private salt dealer who was famous all over the country, wrote the touching poem "The city is full of golden armor" The general led his invincible army of 100,000 people southward and passed Fuzhou along the way.
After Huang Chao entered the city, he burned down the houses and killed many people. Passing by Huang Pu's house, the school secretary of Chongwen Hall, he ordered: "This Confucian scholar should not burn his torch without burning it."
And a notice to calm the people was posted at an adjacent alley, telling the people not to panic. This legend is undoubtedly beautiful.
However, if you want to be more serious, you will find that first of all, Huang Pu was awarded the Jinshi 12 years later in 891, and he was appointed as the school secretary of Chongwen Hall 3 years later. In other words, when Huang Chao arrived in Fuzhou, Huang Pucai was only a 28-year-old scholar.
Secondly, it was not until 901, 22 years later, when Wang Shenzhi built Luocheng. With the southward expansion of the city, the three lanes and seven lanes area was not surrounded by the city for the first time. It is hard to imagine that in ancient times without Internet communication, the reputation of an unfamous young scholar living in the second and third-level areas of the "urban-rural fringe" would spread to the ears of a distant Shandong person, and he would To make him so admired that he bowed his head and walked away with murderous intent? However, as the saying goes: in history, what are the small mistakes of decades? (Chivas Regal also contributed to this sentence)? Just like those slogans used by real estate developers when launching real estate projects, what does it matter if they are true or not? The key is that after this legend spread, the concept of this place with excellent feng shui, auspicious stars, invulnerability, and IKEA and comfortable rooms immediately became popular.
In addition, with the continuous expansion of the city to the south, starting from the construction of Luocheng by Wang Shenzhi 22 years later, the three lanes and seven lanes suddenly changed from the urban-rural fringe. 5. Composition on the topic of "Ideal Chinese Homework"
Many worries on the road to growth
"A young boy has few worries, is carefree and happy..." Whenever I hear When third grade children sing this song, they always feel sour in their hearts...
When I was a child, I wanted to grow up, because when I grow up, I can do many things I want to do. You don’t have to carry your mother’s nagging and father’s scoldings.
But when I really grew up, I had many troubles. When I grew up, I came home every day and was confused by a lot of homework. I tried hard to write and write, but I finished the homework today and there will be more tomorrow. It seems that I will never finish it. I studied hard all day long at school, and the teacher was urging me. Although I took my studies very seriously, I actually hated studying. Learning was boring, boring, and miserable.
I try to be a good child, but my parents say that when I grow up, they also ask me to do the same with many requirements. I am troubled because I was born in a sea of ??suffering. Today I am in my third year of junior high school. I am facing the city-wide unified examination. The burden is very heavy and the competition is so fierce. What should I do if I do not do well in the examination? I worry every day, forcing me to do more AB papers and tutorial books. Hey, it’s so boring, I have no fun at all! . After school, I didn't dare to play or read my favorite books. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to finish my homework. I could only try my best to keep my pen squirming on the notebook. When the lights came on, I rode my bicycle and rushed home again. road. The courses also gradually became more arduous. Whenever I go home to review at night, I look at a lot of books and really don’t know which subject I should review. Is it Chinese? Or mathematics? Or English? Or...
How I wish I had time to play! Playing badminton and watching TV for a while are probably my greatest enjoyments. Whenever I see a large group of children jumping around, I want to mingle with them! But while I was playing, I thought of my poor homework again, and ended up not being in the mood to play again. How I want to go back to my childhood, throw away the endless worries, and be a carefree child again