Write a composition with ordinary things.
Ordinary sand contains precious gold, and ordinary soil breeds fresh life. An ordinary career is followed by a brilliant life. We don't have to envy the pets collected by stars; Don't be eager for the vertical and horizontal cooperation of politicians; Don't deliberately pursue wealth. Ordinary life is also a unique scenery. We should be content with the ordinary.
Because of the ordinary, we can live a relaxed and leisurely life. Don't have to experience the gossip and exposure of stars; You don't have to understand the intrigue in politics; Not to mention the ups and downs of entering the business world. Although, this ordinary life will make us have no chance to show our charm, no feeling of being in power and high above, and no material conditions for luxury. But we can still find our own value in ordinary life. You can still sing at home every day and show your family's charm. In the chess field, show your great talent and great strategy of strategizing and winning thousands of miles.
Because of the ordinary, we can live carefree and carefree. Without the star, it will fall. The sense of loss of tomorrow's yellow flowers. Although I don't have the spirit of detachment, I lost the sadness of "fewer and fewer chariots and horses" the day after tomorrow, and gained the leisure of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely".
Because of the ordinary, we have a deeper understanding of the true meaning of life: ordinary is true. Once a celebrity made a wish: Let me live an ordinary day. Obviously, he is not an ordinary person. Therefore, people who live an ordinary life should cherish the situation around them and lose a delusion of desperately pursuing honor, money and status. Ordinary makes us have ordinary fun. But ordinary does not mean inferior, nor does it mean barren. What we get from "daily necessities" is more the true meaning of life.
Of course, being content with the ordinary doesn't mean being content with fate, seek fortune for oneself, and losing the enterprising spirit. As the ancients said, those who can do more work, and the poor are immune to it. In this world, it is everyone's dream to do great things and be immortal. Being content with the ordinary is not to ask people to abandon their ideals and lead a mediocre life, but to respect the objective reality and learn to find pleasure in suffering. Because great men are a minority after all, while relatively ordinary people are numerous. Great men always start their careers in a certain social environment created by ordinary people. And ordinary people are not just taciturn. In the society, like Lei Feng, Li Suli, Kong Fansen and Chen Jinshui, their ordinary careers still stand behind a brilliant life.
Ordinary is not negative fatalism. Being content with the ordinary is a positive, optimistic and cheerful attitude towards life. Being willing to be ordinary gives us an opportunity: if we are integrated into the Milky Way, we must light up the sky with the bright moon; If we don't blend in with the grass, we must work together with the spring breeze to dye the green land. Ordinary life injects warmth and harmony into the world and brings joy and vitality to life.
2. A 450-word essay about ordinary things is not necessarily prosaic.
Maybe through deep thinking, we will find some treasures. Inspiration comes from life, and nobility comes from the ordinary.
Starting from ordinary things, I gradually learned to be a man. One morning, my classmates and I strolled from the canteen to the classroom.
At this time, a boy jumped from the right, which made us have to slow down. But the boy seems to be looking for something on the ground. We realized that we couldn't stop to let him go, so we made a detour.
The style is so big that people feel that the bright sunshine seems to be just a painting in front of them. I subconsciously looked back for a moment, but it stayed in my mind for a long time.
Because I saw the boy tirelessly chasing a plastic bag that was blown away by the wind again and again on the ground. Finally, he picked it up and put it in the trash can next to him. I was shocked at once. I didn't even notice that there was a trash can beside me. He was just picking up a plastic bag, and the boy's decisive expression didn't notice either.
From seeing him go away excitedly until his back slowly disappeared, I have been thinking: the original dedication can be so simple, so ordinary, so happy and so meaningful. It turns out that there are such people around us.
Every move of a boy deserves our appreciation, attention and consideration ... The most ordinary move reflects a person's accomplishment. Ordinary things are not far away from us, even around us.
If we can bend down once, bend down, ask a word and stretch out a hand, then we will all feel the joy of dedication. Doing an ordinary little thing is not easy to be noticed, but it can reflect a person's cultivation. Being a conscientious person in life can learn a lot from it.
A 450-word essay about ordinary things is not necessarily prosaic. Maybe through deep thinking, we will find some treasures. Inspiration comes from life, and nobility comes from the ordinary. Starting from ordinary things, I gradually learned to be a man.
One morning, my classmates and I strolled from the canteen to the classroom. At this time, a boy jumped from the right, which made us have to slow down. But the boy seems to be looking for something on the ground. We realized that we couldn't stop to let him go, so we made a detour. The style is so big that people feel that the bright sunshine seems to be just a painting in front of them.
I subconsciously looked back for a moment, but it stayed in my mind for a long time. Because I saw the boy tirelessly chasing a plastic bag that was blown away by the wind again and again on the ground. Finally, he picked it up and put it in the trash can next to him.
I was shocked at once. I didn't even notice that there was a trash can beside me. He was just picking up a plastic bag, and the boy's decisive expression didn't notice either. From seeing him go away excitedly until his back slowly disappeared, I have been thinking: the original dedication can be so simple, so ordinary, so happy and so meaningful. It turns out that there are such people around us. Boys' every move deserves our appreciation, attention and consideration. ...
One of the most common movements reflects a person's accomplishment. Ordinary things are not far away from us, even around us. If we can bend down once, bend down, ask a word and stretch out a hand, then we will all feel the joy of dedication.
Doing an ordinary little thing is not easy to be noticed, but it can reflect a person's cultivation. Being a conscientious person in life can learn a lot from it.
4. Write a topic composition: the ordinary things of ordinary people-get up in the morning, clean yourself up as usual, and go out when you are ready. On the road, as usual, you will see some scenery that you usually see but are not easy to attract attention, and you will still walk. The pedestrians on the road are different every day, but there are still as many people in the same place. Your humble self is still walking on similar streets. . .
-If life is a constant exploration and tempering, are A, B, C and D who have been wandering at the crossroads passers-by of life? I often doubt my attitude towards life, but I can't point out that embarrassing angle. Is this life? Nothing strange, very dull, nothing novel, just keep exploring and get nothing. . .
-People need energy. Whoever it is needs it. No one can deprive everyone of their needs! Even in extraordinary people, they will need the most ordinary needs of ordinary people! What is ordinary? Should we be happy to be equal to the ordinary? Or live your life.
-people who walk still walk; Street sleepers still sleep on the streets; Office workers who are in a hurry are still accelerating their pace; Unemployed people still hope to find jobs. Every ordinary person has his own ordinary things to do. Ordinary things, big and small, together, can make the world very extraordinary. Is this the highest point of the ordinary? No! The ordinary highest point has different points in everyone's position! And the happiest place of being ordinary is to feel that being ordinary is a blessing! The most important thing is the walkers, who still find the direction to attract themselves. .
5. Ask for an essay about ordinary people or things. Here are some things I practiced writing before-we can forgive those who hate us, but we can't forgive those we hate. These people may often be street lamps in our lives. Even enemies are important to our lives. A student angrily found the teacher and asked him to change groups. There are six people in the class, and six people are sitting together. "Why? The teacher is very puzzled. " Because I hate one person in our group. "The student blushed, kept gesticulating, and his hands shuttled through the air. The teacher agreed with him. But the teacher turned around and looked at the students: "Is that person important?" "What's so important! I hate it. " "Can you forgive him? "The teacher turned the chair back again." Certainly not! "The student replied firmly," The teacher paused. " Four people couldn't keep you, but you left for him alone. Do you think he is important? "The students bowed their heads and mused. We can forgive those who hate us, but we can't forgive those we hate. Please try to leave a way for others and yourself. In a company, a pair of colleagues were at odds, and finally one of them chose to resign and leave, on the verge of being laid off. We might as well pour it for him. Without this person who hates him, he wouldn't have resigned. If there is no resentment, then they are friends. Hostile relations are not uncommon in life. However, how do we treat them? Hate a person to pay more emotion than love a person to pay more and deeper. In nature, animals that are enemies of the same kind, such as leopards, tigers and bears, once they meet the same kind by chance, a life-and-death duel will be in full swing after a while. Because of this, their lives are very horrible. On the contrary, wolves, lions, elephants and other social animals rarely exist. In association with Qi Xin, few independent animals dare to break into their world. Because of this, their lives are very happy. Even enemies are important to our lives. If you are always against someone, you will gradually lose yourself. When you focus on that person, he will cover your world. Everyone on the road of life is very important, even if he doesn't stay in your life. I send you a bright moon, where everything is affectionate. The moonlight shines and warms the earth. —— Inscription Suddenly, a dark cloud blocked the moon, just like covering a big jade plate with a layer of gauze and three clothes beside it. Mourning for this round of bright moon ... what a mysterious atmosphere, I can't help but recall "seeking, loneliness, misery and sadness." "I am in the front yard at the foot of' Thin Dog Ridge', surrounded by green trees, but I don't think it is beautiful here because of this miserable bright moon and such worrying whining." Beside the ancient road outside the pavilion, "they lost their maternal love when they were young." Their mother is a black female cat. After giving birth to the cubs, she disappeared, and there was no busy figure wandering among the cubs. However, on a quiet moonlight night, I found a young female cat licking her three cubs gently. They stopped whining and slowly opened their eyes. She is very kind to people and cats, but since she adopted three cubs, she has no leisure to travel around. She always misses the cat's nest and greets people with a "meow" at will. Whenever she found a fishbone or delicious food, she would never fall asleep after eating it, but quickly ran back to the cubs to feed them. In the soft moonlight, I found this female flower cat. Not as clever as before, but the cubs are growing day by day. The days of "the ends of the earth" have passed day by day. Before I came to "Thin Dog Ridge" again, those bright green eyes disappeared in the night. There were a few soft cries in the grass. Three Xiaohua Mall who lost their mothers jumped out, but all of them left the "skinny" female cat missing. Then, in the miserable moonlight, everything felt lacking. Later, I learned that someone came to this place to catch cats on a large scale, and the female cat was taken away, but three cats were left behind. I don't understand how mother did it. From the eyes of three flower cats, I seem to understand that "a mother can give up everything for her children." "The moonlight shines on the earth, and the earth is full of moonlight. But it can light up a land. Three flower cats stopped whining. A breeze blew away the gauze covering the big jade plate. There is a black spot on the beautiful moon. Is that skinny female cat staring at her child on the other side? The bright moon of the female flower cat, the bright moon of all mothers ... Everything has feelings, so take a bright moon, give it to everything, and give it to the mother. -Postscript.
6. It takes time, time and memory to write a composition of ordinary people who love life. The essence of a great maternal love poem lies in the emotional person. Because the poem Ode to a Wanderer is full of sincere feelings everywhere, I, an emotional person, shed a few tears from time to time. When I finished learning Ode to a Wanderer, I seemed to see the kind mother sewing clothes for her departing son in the dim candlelight to make it more durable. When I read that "she sewed carefully and mended thoroughly, fearing that the delay would make him come home late." And "but how much love is there in an inch of grass, reward me with three spring flowers", and my eyes are blurred. Suddenly, I thought of my kind mother and her little things to me. Remember, when I was in fifth grade, I had to wear a school uniform. My school pants are too big to wear, so I have to take them outside to change my waistline. Because it is too late, the sewing worker will close the booth, and even if it is not closed, it will not be available until tomorrow. At this time, I was anxious, thinking about what to do. I have a game tomorrow. My school pants are too big. How do I wear them? My mother next to me seemed to understand my thoughts and said to me, "Moon, let's go home. I'll come up tonight to help you change your waist temporarily, and I'll get it for you outside tomorrow. " I nodded happily, and the stone in my heart finally fell to the ground. The next day, a pair of school pants appeared in front of me, alas! Pants are different from the original ones, and I am in a good mood. At this time, I turned my eyes to my mother, and saw in my eyes that my mother had dark circles, and her fine black hair was mixed with a few white hairs. Mom is old, is it necessary to mend my school pants? Ah! It was a symphony of love, and my nose suddenly soured and my eyes blurred. Another time, I didn't do well in the exam, thinking that my mother would be furious when I went back, and my heart was like a leaf on the edge of a cliff, spinning in the air. When I got home, I handed the paper to my mother, and her mother said, "How did I get such a small score?" Mother became serious at once. "Come here, I will help you analyze it. If you don't understand, I will explain it to you." I thought my mother would reprimand me, but I didn't expect my mother not to talk about me, but to explain it to me seriously. Motherly love is like a swallow in spring, which brings us intoxicating spring; Motherly love is like the flowing water, which always moistens our innocent souls; Motherly love is the most affectionate music score, which plays the most touching, brilliant and holy rhyme for us; Motherly love is the richest gift and the sweetest spring that God has given us.
7. Write a composition on the topic of extraordinary things. We are all ordinary people, doing ordinary things.
However, around us, there are some ordinary people doing extraordinary things. It rained continuously in August and September, just like the "plague god", which made people feel disgusted and helpless. With such weather and mood, we bid farewell to the interesting and hot summer vacation and embarked on a new year's study journey.
The fog was very confused this morning. Smoke filled the whole sky and there was no sunshine. Sparse rain kept falling, the breeze was blowing, but it was still cold ... In the stormy corridor, outside the classroom of Class 8 (3), there was a middle-aged man in his thirties. He is wearing autumn short sleeves, gray trousers and a pair of old sandals. His forehead was covered with deep wrinkles. It seems that he hasn't slept for several nights, and his eyes are bulging.
He looked around as if he were spying on something, with a shy smile on his lips from time to time. A passing classmate asked him, "Hello, who are you looking for?" He just smiled: "thank you, I'm not looking for someone!" " "What an ordinary person this is! But what he did was extraordinary.
"Jingle bells ..." 8th grade's first class soon rang. I saw the middle-aged man turned around and strode to the classroom of Class 8 (3) with a smile. Who is he looking for? The students are guessing at each other-be careful! Before we shouted, his foot had stepped on the spicy bag, slipped and squatted on the ground.
The students all laughed, but he was not angry. Then he bent down casually, picked up the bag and put it in his pocket-did he pick up the garbage? Don't! I saw him step onto the platform and put on his glasses. He carefully took out a Chinese book from his armpit and put it on the lecture table he wiped with his sleeves. Oh! It turns out that he is our Chinese teacher. Didn't he pretend to be serious? According to our experience, it is impossible for every teacher to succeed in the first class without boasting about his achievements and success. He said sincerely, "In my first year of teaching, it's an honor to meet you good students. I will cherish every minute with you. I will take out everything I have learned before. I also hope that you will cooperate with my work for your own study. I will remember your lovely faces.
Then he called the naughty student in the class and asked him if he would cooperate with his work. However, we are not concerned about this classmate's answer, but why he knows the name of a "very inconspicuous" student in the class. "Now we begin to learn the poem" Long March, First Lesson "." -"We have learned it before."
The students interrupted him in unison. Indeed, I don't know how many times I have learned this poem. If he talks like that again, it's just a migration, nothing more than moving out what the teacher said before. Why bother? Why don't you go to bed by yourself at this time, let's have a rest, or see what new tricks you have.
Then he went on "proudly". "This poem is a seven-character poem, which is a seven-character poem. Every metrical poem has a first couplet, a parallel couplet, a neck couplet and a tail couplet. The characteristic of metrical poetry is rhyme, that is, the vowel of the last word of each couplet is the same.
The rhyming words of this poem are: leisure, pill, cold and beauty. The prominent rhetoric of this poem is duality, that is, sentences with the same number of words, similar parts of speech and opposite or similar meanings.
For example, "Jinsha River is warm in clouds and cliffs, and Dadu Bridge is cold in iron. This sentence has the same number of words, similar parts of speech and opposite meaning. This sentence is antithetical ... "Although we have learned this poem many times, this time it is different. This lesson made me vaguely understand that we were all fooling around before. "Jingle bells ..." The first class will begin soon. This class may be so special that we forgot to take notes.
After class, I stood in the corridor and looked out for a while. Before I knew it, it had cleared up, and I could see the sun through the thick fog. The sun is getting a little dazzling, dazzling, and it is even more dazzling through the dense fog. I seem to see something through the sunshine, but I can't think of what I saw at the moment.
The teacher is easy-going, but he is "harsh" on our study. In the second class, he stood on the podium and patrolled. He called several students from the front, middle and back to answer his questions. These questions were all mentioned in the last class, but still few students could answer them.
He said nothing, but his face became a little heavy. Then he seriously emphasized once: "Please take class notes in the future!" Then he repeated the last lesson and gave us a lot of time to read our notes.
He seemed confident: "Students! I believe you can do well in the exam! Come on! " But it doesn't matter to most of our classmates. The results of the first monthly exam came out. Strangely, he didn't tell us the result of the exam, and he didn't have an abnormal expression. He just taught us knowledge in obscurity and conscientiously. It was not until later that I learned that the Chinese score in our class was the lowest in this monthly exam.
In such a year of intense study time, it is he, Mr. Zhang, who persevered with his noble sentiments; Rich knowledge and unique spirit have nurtured us, turned the situation around, and turned our Chinese scores from last to positive in the final exam. When we learned the news and reported to him cheerfully, we never saw him again-he had been transferred.
-Let me enrich my teacher. Your sentiment, knowledge and spirit have taught us to spend every day fully and left an indelible "trace" in my heart. Although you left nothing behind, I still know your name, and I will never stop looking for your footsteps ... ordinary people do such extraordinary things.
8. Composition: Ordinary Little Things In my childhood memory, many things happened, but one little thing happened when I was 7 years old, but I can't forget it for a long time.
That was when I was in the second grade of primary school. When I first entered school, my father found a big mother in the community to take care of my transportation and meals. I affectionately call her Aunt Lu. However, since I read the summer vacation of the second grade, my father stopped asking Aunt Lu to help me, and let me go to school alone, so I would take care of jiaozi when I was hungry at night. I readily agreed. A few weeks ago, I forgot my keys one after another, and my parents forgave me. But on a Wednesday night, I made a big mistake. My parents repeatedly warned me: "Tomorrow, my father will go on a business trip, and my mother will have an exam and come back very late. Don't forget to bring your key! " I listened and nodded hard, but it went in one ear and out the other. The next day, after school, I hurried back to my door. When I was about to open the door, I found that I didn't have my key. I was so anxious that I broke out in a cold sweat. I have no choice but to go back to the garden and start doing my homework. It was getting dark and I huddled in the cold wind. In desperation, I knocked on the door of Aunt Lu's house. Aunt Lu took me to the living room for dinner as soon as she saw it was me. When she heard what happened to me, she immediately got up and called my mother. After about a minute or two, she sighed, put down the phone gently and said to me, "You can stay at my house tonight!" " When I was young, I casually replied, "Yes!" "At nine o'clock, I went to bed and fell asleep. I woke up the next day only to find that I was sleeping in my own bed. Afterwards, I learned that Aunt Lu didn't sleep a wink almost all night waiting for my mother's call. She was afraid of falling asleep, so she couldn't hear her mother's call.
Just because I didn't listen to my parents' repeated warnings, I caused so much trouble to others. Although my parents didn't blame me that time, now I feel guilty when I see Aunt Lu. I remember that night, my carelessness made everyone suffer with me. Fortunately, this is just a small matter. If I grow up, I will be so careless in my daily work. If I draw the wrong line here and calculate the wrong decimal point there, it will be a big problem.
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9. Write a composition on the topic of "ordinary". Ordinary and wonderful. When I saw the word "ordinary", I actually jumped out of a series in my mind: Soldiers Assault.
It's really hot recently, so hot that even I, a junior three student, have "violated the rules". After reading it, I realized that such a TV series with no selling point can also shock people.
The main clue is simple, that is, the process of a soldier named Xu Sanduo from "elite soldier" to "soldier king". Xu Sanduo is a typical ordinary person, a silly guy with local flavor.
He trained the most seriously in the recruit company, but his grades were also the worst. I always thought he was very interesting.
He was assigned to five classes, and there were not many places in a military camp. A monitor and four soldiers guarded a huge master Yuan.
At first glance, the land is yellow and there are not many trees. I'm afraid the hearts of ordinary people will be cold to freezing point.
However, Xu Sanduo made a "stupid effort". He didn't want to muddle along, and he was determined to break a path. There are no tools there.
Xu Sanduo was not discouraged by the rejection of his peers, nor by the modern equipment of other classes. He just shoveled away the dirt and repaired the road stone by stone.
I was tongue-tied in front of the screen and was shocked by his perseverance. Seeing him laughing foolishly again, I only think that such a soldier can't be a soldier king. Who can be a soldier king? In this way, Xu Sanduo came out from the ordinary Class Five.
Class five also left an impression on the audience. If you want to give an evaluation, there are four words that are really appropriate: hopeless.
They do nothing every day, but they can't be blamed. They can't find a bullet in such a big piece of land! They will beat bowls with wine bottles in the middle of narrow walls; If the monitor loses at cards, he will write for others. Some people are knitting sweaters, others are thinking about writing novels all day. Maybe you will walk away with a smile.
But I was caught by their friendship again. Hearing the news that the monitor was going to be demobilized, the noisy people were quiet just now.
One person said, "Some of us are still in charge of this matter. You're leaving, and you don't know what to put on airs. " If you keep it: it's still not serious.
But I saw such a closely connected heart. They have long been like a family, and there is a deep affection in their friendship.
This feeling is hidden, this land is not suitable for grandstanding, but it touches the hearts of the audience with ordinary. When Xu Sanduo arrived in Class Three, he met Wu Liuyi, the monitor of the boot training.
Wu Liuyi is a soldier who is more like a soldier than anyone else. He has made up his mind. He ran five thousand kilometers in the five-kilometer cross-country race.
He is kind and values friendship. I always remember the scene where the class teacher with an iron will cried. It was when he was lying in the hospital bed that he cried because of their concern for him and some silly concern.
Turn your back on the audience, a person secretly choked. What an important part such brotherhood is in the hearts of real soldiers! These are ordinary people, and soldiers' assault is an ordinary military camp play.
But they are wonderful, using their own actions to interpret "don't abandon, don't give up." This is as ordinary as them, but it has untied the shackles of many people's hearts.