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1. Enlightenment of rope weaving The budding of composition in Only Foreign Language School (Class 3): Zhang Xiang believes that everyone is familiar with ropes, including hemp ropes, colored ropes and plastic ropes ... Among them, skipping is the most popular sport for students.

Skipping rope can be divided into long rope and short rope As soon as I got home from school, I heard my mother say to me, "I heard that there is a skipping competition in your school, right?" "yes."

"How many places did you take the exam?" "Second place." I'm proud to say.

My mother said contemptuously, "Cut". I asked her, "Cut what? Can you do it? " My mother said, "Let me tell you a story. Before, my mother had a skipping contest. My mother was also very nervous during the game, always worried about not jumping well. " But another thought: why can't others do it? Maybe they are more nervous than me! I don't know why I get flustered when I think about it.

When it was my turn to play, I jumped flexibly in the rope swinging up and down like a rabbit, and the classmates watching me helped count it and jumped more than 300 times! Won the first place. ""Wow, that's amazing! " I gave my mother a thumbs-up sign.

"Yes, are you still complacent?" "No" I smiled and shook my head and said shyly.

It turned out that my mother could jump rope when she was a child. I thought we were the only ones! My mother's experience has taught me that we should not be complacent in everything, but be open-minded and enterprising, and be an excellent modern primary school tutor: Tan Yanhua.

Helping others is the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation, and I have had such an experience.

It was a summer vacation. I was walking on my way to my mother's shop when I suddenly found my neighbor Xiao Wei's little bike falling into a deep ditch on the side of the road. He was worried that he couldn't pull it! I asked him what was wrong, and he told me what was wrong. It turned out to be like this: on this day, he was riding a bicycle and playing by the ditch. He accidentally slipped and fell into the ditch, and people almost fell. Fortunately, he grabbed the broken iron bar by the roadside and didn't fall. But the car was under the ditch, two meters deep, which made him sweat. He also tried to bend down to pull the cart, but he didn't succeed once. Look at his sad face and frown. He must be in a hurry. I patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let me help you!" " Then I tried to find a way with him, and soon I thought of a way, but it was a little dangerous, but there was no other way but to do it. The urgent task is to find a thick and long rope. If it is thin, it will break easily. Let's do it, but where is this rope? I was lost in thought again. "Yes, yes!" Xiao Wei was very excited. I asked curiously, "Where is it?" "Isn't there a tug-of-war rope in my house?" "Yes!" Xiao Wei ran home and brought the rope. This task was carried out by me. Then Xiao Wei tied one end of the rope to a big tree and the other end to me. Then I climbed down the ditch. Everything is going well, but there is another problem. The rope is not long enough for me to catch the car. Xiao Wei had to loosen the rope tied to the tree a little, and with great effort, he finally caught the car. Soon, I tied the handlebar with a rope and told Xiao Wei to pull it up. I pushed the car up when I was near the road. Xiao Wei immediately grabbed the handlebar and pulled the car up. At this point, I was exhausted and panting. Look, Xiao Wei jumped with joy. I completely forgot my fatigue and my heart was full of joy. It turns out that helping others is so happy!

Many people praised me afterwards.

3. Ask for a composition related to "rope". Interesting lasso game.

Class 1, Grade 6, Da Qiao Central Primary School

"Ha ha ha ..." Huh? Where did this burst of cheerful laughter come from? This laughter is about to lift the ceiling! With this crisp laughter, we walked lightly to Class One, Grade Six. Oh! It turns out that our class is playing an interesting lasso game! Want to know? Then listen to me carefully.

Yesterday afternoon, the teacher mysteriously asked everyone to go back and prepare two ropes, and each end was tied with a ring, so that the gloves of two students or parents were put on the ring, so that the two lines crossed and untied as much as possible. But you can't cut the rope or take it away from you. Nobody knew what medicine the teacher was selling, but they made it anyway. I cooperate with my mother. I got into the rope loop in my mother's hand first, trying to untie it, but it was useless. I racked my brains and put my foot in for a while; After a while, my mother turned around behind me again; After a while, We made a turn from the rope. ............................................................................................................................................. ....................... I was very angry in my heart: "Hum, I will definitely subdue you, damn little rope!" " "After all, we have to wait for the teacher to reveal the answer the next day!

"Rinrin Bell, Rinrin Bell" The next afternoon, the class bell rang. The teacher came into the classroom with a big smile on her face and asked the students kindly, "Classmates, did anyone figure out a way to untie the rope yesterday?" The whole class was silent. The teacher smiled and said, "Let's invite two students to have a try. Who wants to? " At this moment, a small hand was raised in the classroom. The teacher invited two male students, only to see them staring at the rope in their hands, and soon began to "save" the students from spilling salt into the hot pot-it exploded. Some students shouted, "Put your head in!" Some students shouted: "Go in!" "Wrong, because you should put your foot in it!" "Because it's time to go around!" .................................................................................................................................................................................. but those two classmates are like clowns, dancing a ballet later; Then I tied myself together; After a while, I tied my feet and made my classmates laugh. Everyone leaned forward and leaned back, and some even laughed. But it didn't work out in the end. Among them, Lin Sen and Cheng's "performance" is the most interesting! They went in for a while, and then went around again. I don't know if I don't know, but I was shocked after a lap! The two of them did not untie the rope, but tied themselves up, and the classmates burst into laughter. With the help of the teacher, they were saved.

The teacher looked at us doubtfully, and finally said the "secret method" to untie the lasso. Suddenly, the students calmed down and watched the teacher carefully demonstrate: first insert one end of the lasso in one hand into the ferrule of the other hand, put the rope in the other hand and pull it up, and it will be successful. We suddenly realized, but we couldn't help laughing when we remembered yesterday's embarrassing situation.

This game made me understand: "No matter how difficult the problem is, as long as you can seriously think and challenge, you may succeed." We should not bow our heads in the face of difficulties, because we should face them bravely, because' sunshine always comes after the storm'! "

4. It's really shameful to help me write a clear composition about 120 when skipping rope is difficult. I didn't learn to jump rope until the third grade.

I used to learn nothing when my PE teacher taught me to jump rope. I've never jumped twice at a time, and once I jumped, I stepped on the rope. Every time I see my classmates jump rope very well, I feel ashamed. I really want to find a gap to get in.

There will be a skipping competition at school. I don't think we should make up our minds to learn skipping just because we have delayed work. I told my mother about my troubles. My mother showed me skipping rope and told me, "When jumping, you should coordinate your hands and feet.". When you throw the skipping rope up, your feet have to wait until the rope falls. "

I started skipping rope according to the method taught by my mother. Practice skipping rope at home after school every day, and you can jump slowly three or four times or five or six times.

Once in physical education class, when I was running and jumping, I didn't break my whole body. After I knew how to jump rope, I jumped even harder. Dance with flowers on the way after school and at home.

Once when I was practicing at home, I miraculously jumped 55 times. My mother praised me and said that I had made great progress, from jumping only once to jumping 55 times, which was the result of my efforts. Although I was not chosen in the competition later, I learned to jump rope, which is also something to be happy about.

I will overcome difficulties and work hard in the future.

5. Writing on the topic of "rope" is like a rope.

Motherly love is like a ubiquitous rope.

A few hours later, my mother and I went to buy a newspaper. I suddenly found a shiny one-dollar coin lying quietly beside the newsstand. I broke my mother's hand and ran to step on the coin, with a small plan in my heart. At this time, my mother came and bent down, moved my leg, picked up the coin and handed it to the newspaper buyer. I saw the man thanking me again and again, and my mother took me home by the hand. From then on, I know that maternal love is like a rope tied to a small tree, which makes it grow straight.

Later, I went to primary school, and something happened that I will never forget. I failed a math exam in the third grade of primary school, and only two or three students in my class passed. Besides, I was just a few minutes away from the passing line, so I didn't care. As usual, I reported other people's scores first, and then took out my paper for my mother to sign. To my surprise, my mother's face lost her usual kindness and her eyes burned like fire. I cried in a friendly way, defending myself while crying, and once again, there are still many people who are not as good as me. But she only threw me one sentence: why can't someone pass you? How many people have you seen walking backwards? Look ahead and go faster and further. From then on, I understood that if you want to make progress, you must look forward. I pulled back from the cliff, and my mother's love is as important as a rope.

Before the senior high school entrance examination, I had learned to the point of collapse. Due to excessive tension, my temper became very irritable. Sometimes I quarrel with my mother because of a few words, and even make some unreasonable demands. At that time, I always said to my mother, "If you had a million dollars, I wouldn't have to study so hard." My mother not only doesn't care about me, but also encourages me all the time and never gives me pressure. Her tolerance infected me and made me understand that a happy life was created by myself. Finally, I rewarded her with my own achievements. Motherly love is like a rope, acting as the horizon in the distant horizon, showing me dazzling light and hope.

After high school, my classmates often get together, but my mother never lets me attend. I know she doesn't trust me, but after all, when I am so old, the sacred rope in my heart suddenly becomes a tool to bind me. Finally, once, I persuaded my mother to let me go out to play with some girls, but I had to be home before five o'clock. Happy time always flies. I looked at my watch. It was past five o'clock. I went straight home. Suddenly I found that the figure under the street lamp was my mother. I look down at my watch from time to time, and then tiptoe to the intersection for fear of missing me. When I walked in, she was still holding a French newspaper, and I didn't have to think about it. But this time I'm not impatient, but I have a heat flow in my heart. The rope of maternal love is not a tool to bind me, but to bind my mother and me more tightly.

I have never enjoyed vigorous maternal love, but this ordinary love makes me feel deeper. A mother's love is like a rope, with me at one end and my mother at the other.

6. Write a composition with 400 words on the topic of what rope to untie, and untie the rope that binds the heart.

Outside the window, glittering and translucent snowflakes, like little angels in white gauze skirts, gently flapped their white wings, for fear of waking up the dreams of trees and falling on branches with various customs. Under the sunshine, it sparkles with the amorous feelings of spring, just like a budding bud. For an instant, my heart seemed to have beautiful wings and could not wait to jump into the embrace of nature's snow, but a timid rope tied my heart invisibly. It's so cold outside the window, will your hands freeze? Can you catch a cold if you are not careful? Will you slip on the snow? ..... These many worries immediately dragged back to the leg that was just about to take, and the reverie in my heart came to a screeching halt.

On the road, a white-haired old charcoal seller laboriously pulled a load of coal. Sweat rolling along the wrinkled cheeks of the old man reflects dazzling light under the sunlight, which deeply stings your eyes until your heart. At this moment, you want to get out of the circle of friends who are talking and laughing and lend a helping hand. However, the contemptuous eyes of friends at the old man are like a rope, which binds your kindness and leads to your hesitation. The kind voice is getting smaller and smaller until it disappears.

In the newspaper, the tragic picture of the countries affected by the Indian Ocean tsunami deeply touched your heart. The displaced victims, destroyed homes and the threat of large-scale disease spread cast a sad shadow over this tropical place. You have made up your mind to sign up for a volunteer medical group to help the victims in dire straits eliminate the threat of disease. But immediately, my own safety was like a rope, binding a seemingly firm heart. The pen I just picked up in my hand was quietly put down again.

Cowardice, hesitation, be swayed by considerations of gain and loss, all of which accompany your life like a shadow and bind your courage, kindness and love like a rope. An upward heart for goodness, swallowed up by worldly things, gradually shrank back and became numb.

The spring water of the soul could have flowed happily along the beautiful valley and tinkled. However, various constraints constantly create dark branches, covering the real flow direction of the fountain of life with wild weeds with human weakness. Where did spring go?

"Life is what I want; Righteousness is also what I want. You can't have both, you have to give up your life for justice. " Mencius showed the direction of his soul spring with concise and firm words. Give up one's life for righteousness, tear the rope that binds the soul like spider silk. How strong!

"The caged bird loves the old forest, and the fish in the pool loses its source." "I've been in a cage for a long time, and I'm back to nature." When the soul was bound by the fall of life, Tao Qian boldly cut the rope that bound him, bravely kept his calm, and let the source of the soul meander slowly and indifferently.

Weigh life. Which is more important, cowardice or courage, hesitation or kindness, suffering from loss or selfless dedication? Dare to cut the rope that binds your heart! Pull out the weeds that cover the river channel of the fountain of mind, and let the fountain of mind go down the river, tinkling.

7. The composition on the rope of life "Changing the poor life is not simply changing the status quo of poverty, but changing the consciousness of being content with poverty."

This is what this kind lady has been emphasizing when visiting her two children. Yes, poverty is only temporary. We can only give sympathy and care to Xiaohe economically and give them spiritual support and encouragement. We want to help all the weak people in the world, but this is just the voice of our love, and in fact we can't help. The fate of tomorrow and the future is really in everyone's own hands, and poverty is only temporary.

Once we sang, "If everyone gives a little love, the world will become a better place …", calling on those who enjoy ease to pay more attention to those unfortunate people. Today, the meaning of the lyrics has been sublimated-accepting others' love is only temporary, but giving love, returning love and fighting for your own bright future is eternal.

We hope that Xiao and Xiao will have a strong sense of changing their destiny from childhood and fight for it.

In fact, there is no difference between people, but some people are used to being bound by the present state. Society pays more attention to poor children, hoping that they will not give up their pursuit of ideals because of poverty. They will work hard until they grow up and have the ability to contribute to this society in the future!

From now on, everyone has the right to pursue their own happiness. As long as he has this idea and works hard for it, then he will definitely change everything!

This is an inspiration from a warm-hearted lady. No matter how many thorns and rocks there are in front of me, I must have a firm belief. We hope that Tao Hong, Hong Zhou and their children can walk out of their own sunshine avenue!

8. Write a composition that helps others. It was a summer vacation. I was walking on my way to my mother's shop when I suddenly found my neighbor Xiao Wei's little bike falling into a deep ditch on the side of the road. He was worried that he couldn't pull it! I asked him what was wrong, and he told me what was wrong. It turned out to be like this: on this day, he was riding a bicycle and playing by the ditch. He accidentally slipped and fell into the ditch, and people almost fell. Fortunately, he grabbed the broken iron bar by the roadside and didn't fall. But the car was under the ditch, two meters deep, which made him sweat. He also tried to bend down to pull the cart, but he didn't succeed once. Look at his sad face and frown. He must be in a hurry. I patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let me help you!" " Then I tried to find a way with him, and soon I thought of a way, but it was a little dangerous, but there was no other way but to do it. The urgent task is to find a thick and long rope. If it is thin, it will break easily. Let's do it, but where is this rope? I was lost in thought again. "Yes, yes!" Xiao Wei was very excited. I asked curiously, "Where is it?" "Isn't there a tug-of-war rope in my house?" "Yes!" Xiao Wei ran home and brought the rope. This task was carried out by me. Then Xiao Wei tied one end of the rope to a big tree and the other end to me. Then I climbed down the ditch. Everything is going well, but there is another problem. The rope is not long enough for me to catch the car. Xiao Wei had to loosen the rope tied to the tree a little, and with great effort, he finally caught the car. Soon, I tied the handlebar with a rope and told Xiao Wei to pull it up. I pushed the car up when I was near the road. Xiao Wei immediately grabbed the handlebar and pulled the car up. At this point, I was exhausted and panting. Look, Xiao Wei jumped with joy. I completely forgot my fatigue and my heart was full of joy. It turns out that helping others is so happy!

Many people praised me afterwards.

E Wang Zhi answers for you, hoping to help you!

Today, I prepared colorful ropes to weave flowers.

I found a book on knitting flower ropes, read it for a long time, and chose the two-way flat knot knitting method to make a necklace. I first align one rope to weave a string, put another rope into the mouth of the first rope, align the second rope, and weave a string of two-way flat knots. I found a small decorative buckle with two holes in it, so I asked my mother to help me put the rope end in it, and then finished it with a knot. Then, my mother helped me seal the end of the rope with fire, and then put the prepared Pleasant Goat pendant on it. I held it in my hand and looked around. It feels really beautiful.

I found another beautiful knot in the book, which is called a bow. I found a red rope, but I couldn't make it up after reading it for a long time. Finally, I asked my mother to study with me for a long time, study together and do together. The rope was worn like this for a while, which really confused me. Many things happen, and we finally succeeded in weaving it! How difficult it is to knit a bow!

I look at my work, I am so happy, so happy, so happy!

10. composition "untie the knot" 600 words in the eyes of butterflies, flowers are angels because they give her the dew of life. In the eyes of the flower, the bee is a close friend, because it gives her a continuation of life. -Inscription.

We may have too much helplessness in life, such as the pressure of study, unsatisfactory work, emotional twists and turns, misunderstanding of friends, dissatisfaction of superiors and so on. These are the ropes that bind us. Some people will be devastated and lose the courage to face life; Some people will laugh at ropes, face up to difficulties and succeed. Different people have different attitudes towards the ropes that bind us, thus creating a figure in * * * and the world. Undoubtedly, many people will choose the latter, and they are desperately trying to untie these invisible ropes and bind their psychotropic drugs. There are countless such people at all times and in all countries.

He was tired of the darkness of officialdom, he was tired of the abomination of human nature, so he made a choice-quit his job and went home to farm. He stays with Nanshan all day and a half, and takes your soil as his home. "Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely" is his free and easy; He suddenly realized, "clothes are not cherished enough, and you don't object to what you want." He lived in seclusion in the countryside all his life, and he untied himself with an understatement: "Ask your husband what he can do, but his heart is far from self-centered." Who is he? He is Tao Yuanming, an old man who "gets up in the morning, treats waste and filth, and takes Yuelian home". His poetic life untied the rope in his heart.

"My fingers can still move; My brain can still think; I have the ideal that I pursue all my life; I have relatives and friends who love me, so do I; By the way, I still have a grateful heart ... Who would have thought that this open-minded and wonderful text was written by a paraplegic disabled person who has lived in a wheelchair for more than 30 years? Who is this disabled person? He is Hawking, the greatest scientist in the world. At the end of an academic report, Hawking appeared very calm in the face of a sympathetic question from a young female reporter. There is still a smile on his face. He knocked on the keyboard with his movable fingers and struggled to type the above paragraph.

Hawking's fate gave him too much injustice. It can be said that there are thousands of ropes that bind him. However, he was not bound by these ropes, but slowly untied the ropes in his heart and achieved success.

There are too many ropes in life that bind us, but different people get different results in the face of these ropes. If he could untie this rope at that time, the result would be completely different, and there would be no regrets-the wind is rustling and the water is cold, and the strong man is gone forever.

Everyone has a rope in his heart, but there is no problem in the world that cannot be solved. Dear friend, if you think of a heaven and a hell, untie the rope in your heart, and you will see that the world is so beautiful, so act quickly!