Write a composition with full marks in the senior high school entrance examination.

I'll give you several articles with parallel paragraphs.

one

Thick maternal love

Mother is almost 50 years old.

"Alas, mom is old." Mother picked out a few strands of white hair in the mirror.

"Well, a mother's love never grows old!" I answered.

Mother's hand stopped and her eyes were fixed on me. Suddenly I found her eyes moist. Yes, this memory of maternal love never grows old?

30 years old-hazy maternal love.

My mother and I came into this world in our early thirties. The memory of my mother's love is not very clear, but I vaguely remember her putting me to sleep under the lamp. By the way, I have such a picture in my mind.

This photo was taken by the river. Someone put me on the dam because I took a picture with the river. Regardless of the danger, regardless of the willy-nilly, my mother rushed up and pressed the shutter. So my mother appeared nervous in the photo. I think this photo is a true portrayal of maternal love, childhood maternal love, with this photo, in the hazy more clear.

40 years old-fiery maternal love.

Mother 40, I am sensible. The bonfire of maternal love is burning more vigorously. "When!" Something happened! I knocked the TV off the chest of drawers. I panicked. Just now, I just wanted to climb into bed and cover the TV, but this time … I just wanted to get back to my original state, so I picked it up from the ground alone. People are particularly powerful when they are nervous. As a primary school student, I actually moved the TV back to its original place. Only then did I find that a regulating board was broken.

Mom came back and asked me what was wrong. I accidentally broke the cover when I lied. But mom found traces on the ground. I have to admit. My mother seriously asked me to stretch out my hand and clap my hands. I was in pain and scared. I cried. Maybe this is the heaviest blow I have ever experienced! But mother beat herself and cried, crying so sadly. I will never forget that scene. My mother said, "I feel so distressed that I can't watch TV from time to time." I'm sorry that you lied ... "Only then did I feel the weight of my mother's tears, and I was ashamed of this maternal love. From now on, I will remember: never lie. How can I forget this fiery maternal love?

50 years old-strong maternal love.

I have grown up, and my mother is almost 50. Mom doesn't help me do this or that anymore. But maternal love is like old wine, getting stronger and stronger.

"Mom, the exam starts at 8 o'clock today." I said. My mother came up to me when I was about to go out, looked me in the eyes, put her hands on my shoulders and said nothing. Ah, mom, my daughter accepted this deep love. Don't worry!

two

Vibrant years

"The sun will still climb up tomorrow morning, flowers will still bloom next year, beautiful birds will disappear, and my youth will never come back ..."-Inscription

Spring breeze blows, melting the ice and snow, blowing green willows, awakening our youth. We, a group of ignorant teenagers, persevered in writing down the youth code that only we can decipher under the blue sky, leaving beautiful memories for this vibrant year.

Youth. We are full of passion!

In the vast campus, we can see our beautiful figure everywhere. We take an active part in various activities. In the wide sports field, we run and jump as if the world were ours. In the elegant library, we sit quietly and plant the seeds of knowledge into our minds; In the beautiful classroom, we learn from each other, help each other, hold our pens tightly and show our talents without showing weakness. We will always be full of vigor and vitality, and welcome every day in the future with enthusiasm.

Youth, we daydream!

In our spare time, we always sit down and think about everything quietly, thinking and thinking, and can't help thinking about the ancient times and the future. Looking at the strokes of Longfeng, I daydreamed that I could become Wang Xizhi; Listening to a cheerful song, fantasizing that I can become Jay Chou; Thinking about the successful launch of Shenzhou VII, we fantasize that we will also be the makers of Shenzhou VIII ... We had too many dreams when we were young. Bit by bit reverie, spun into a string of beautiful notes, accompanied us through the brilliant flower season. The reverie of youth slowly blooms.

Youth. We cherish everything!

Looking at the changes of the times day by day and listening to the elders telling us about the hardships of the past, we have learned to cherish. Cherish a grain of rice in the bowl, that is, cherish the fruits of the farmer's uncle's labor; Cherish a drop of water in the faucet, that is, cherish the natural resources on the earth; Cherish a penny in the bag, is to cherish the hard work of parents; Cherish a little knowledge in my mind, cherish the hard work of teachers … cherish everything. It is youth that makes us learn!

Youth, we are full of hope!

Nine times out of ten, life is not satisfactory. In these energetic years, we have happy times and frustrations. Since entering junior high school, we have mixed feelings, and failed in exams again and again, which makes us feel that we are still far from success; However, it is the praise and encouragement we get again and again that fills us with confidence. You know, countless unsatisfactory exams and countless unsolved problems will make us depressed and sad, but we still have a bright smile after being sad. I remember Tagore once said that there is heavy gold hanging under his wings and he will never fly high. The same is true in the face of failures and setbacks. Let go of all the unhappiness in your heart and try to fly high. You will find that life can be so beautiful.

Youth, we learn to grow!

When we learn to call "mom", we will immediately learn to call "dad"; When we learn to walk, we will learn to dance. When we finished the last Children's Day in June 1. Then, we will study the May 4th Movement: Youth Day; When we step into the threshold of youth, we must learn to grow up slowly. We tried to do things that we couldn't do before, and we grew up; With ideas in our minds that we didn't have before, we grew up; I know what I didn't know before, and we have grown up! Today, tomorrow, we will continue to grow!

Youth, our energetic years, during which we learned to grow up and face life with a smile.

Youth belongs not only to teenagers, but to everyone as long as the heart is not old. Perhaps you have overlooked the splendor of the morning glow or the splendor of the afterglow. It doesn't matter. Now spread the wings of youth and fly freely in your own blue sky!

three

Appreciate digital language

Appreciate the numbers, ask questions suddenly and discover the beauty of Chinese. ...

"1" is an Optimus Prime, upright and unyielding backbone. Thus, we have the lofty righteousness of "who has not died in life since ancient times, keeping the heart of Dan in the history of history"; With the courage and fearlessness of "I laugh at the sky with a horizontal knife and leave two Kunlun mountains"; With the heroic spirit of "intentional killing thieves, powerless to return to heaven, dying a fair death, fast and fast".

"2" is a beautiful swan, impeccably beautiful. So, we have a small rendering of "an almond coming out of the wall"; After the rain, there is a begonia that "knows what it is, knows what it is, should be green and fat, should be red and thin"; With the pastoral scenery of "flowers are small, swallows fly, and green water surrounds people" ...

"3" is an ear. It is listening. Listening to infinite sadness, listening to sad talk. Therefore, we have the sadness and helplessness of "looking for it, cold and clear, miserable and miserable"; With the sadness of "ten years of life and death, not thinking about it, unforgettable for life"; With the disappointment that "there is nothing in Qian Fan, the twilight is full of water, and Bai Pingzhou is heartbroken" ...

"4" is a sharp knife, bold. Therefore, we have the great ambition of "waving a bow like a full moon, looking northwest and shooting Sirius"; With the heroic mind of "An De Guang Sha asks a thousand questions and protects the poor in the world"; With the rhetoric of "counting romantic figures and looking at the present" ...

"5" is running and showing vitality. As a result, we have the vitality of "two orioles singing green willows and a row of herons flying in the sky": we have the deep spring feeling of "several early warblers vying for warm trees and new swallows pecking at spring mud"; Based on the static scenery and dynamics of "one water to protect the field will surround the green, and two mountains will send green" ...

"8" is two closely linked hearts and a profound friendship. From this, we have a deep friendship that "Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun"; The past year should be a wonderful moment in name only. Who should I say goodbye to, even though there are many kinds of amorous feelings? There is a strong feeling that "however, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven is still our neighbor". ...

9 is a balloon, free and open-minded. In this way, we have "Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those people with high status and important positions? They will never be seen with a sincere face"; To "not worry about poverty, not for money"; With the self-adaptation and self-appreciation of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely" ...

We appreciate numbers, we appreciate language, and we appreciate the language in numbers.