20 15 Appreciation of the perfect composition for the senior high school entrance examination in Huai 'an, Jiangsu Province: aftertaste
Read the following text and complete the composition.
The Modern Chinese Dictionary (6th Edition) explains the word "aftertaste" as follows: aftertaste Huíwe①. The aftertaste of food after eating: ~ endless. ② Move. Experience from memory: I have been listening to what he said.
The process of aftertaste is a process of re-feeling, a process of in-depth understanding and a process of re-understanding.
In life and study, many times, a dish, a sentence, a poem, even a cloud, an event, a feeling … will make you memorable.
Please write an article of no less than 600 words on the topic of "aftertaste".
Requirements: ① Except for poetry and drama, the style is not limited; (2) There should be no real names such as names of people, schools and places; (3) the handwriting is neat.
Detailed explanation of test questions
The composition style of "aftertaste" is relatively open, and candidates have more flexibility, which can make all candidates "have something to say". Although the title "aftertaste" is a single word, there should be two points in careful analysis. In addition to understanding the literal meaning of "aftertaste after meals", we should pay more attention to "experience by memory" and "recall", recall and point to the past, and write about people, things, things and phenomena in the past; "Taste", taste, body odor, experience, chewing. "aftertaste" includes "memory" and "experience", and it is inaccurate to have only "memory" without "experience" The content of "aftertaste" writing is broad, no matter what you have experienced personally; Or other people's affairs, ancient people's affairs, or national affairs, as long as it is a thing of the past, you can write it. But everyone has to taste something. The experience can be understanding, emotion, feeling of looking back suddenly, bitter experience and epiphany.
Idea 1: Learn to forget in "aftertaste". It is certainly exciting and proud to get achievements and honors. However, while "recalling" the pride and happiness brought by achievements and honors, we should know how to return our achievements to zero and forget the pride and pride of the past, so as to enter a new realm of life.
Idea 2: Learn to be moved by "aftertaste". Students and teachers who have been cheering for me at the sports meeting; When I didn't finish my homework, the teacher didn't criticize me, but accompanied me to do it. On my way to school, my bike broke down and my uncle, who didn't leave his name, repaired it for me.
Idea 3: Learn to feel in the aftertaste. In the past days, there will inevitably be loneliness and loneliness, and there will inevitably be setbacks and failures. When you calm down and think about it carefully, such as a party, a conversation and a participation, you will get a lot of insights from it, so that you can think about life, understand life, know how to face life directly, and know that only by laughing at everything can you cross the ups and downs of life.
Idea 4: Learn to make progress in "aftertaste". When you are alone, the days may be leisurely, but it is such a kind of tranquility that you will have more time and thoughts to recall and taste the past bits and pieces, and gradually find the direction and motivation for progress.
Idea 5: Learn to surpass in "aftertaste". Surpassing yourself may be in a positive speech, in an active participation, in overcoming difficulties you have never had, or in doing something you have never done. After surpassing yourself, you are a brand-new self, and after surpassing yourself, you are a brave self.
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20 15 Excellent Composition of the Senior High School Entrance Examination in Huai 'an City, Jiangsu Province 1: aftertaste
Authors: candidates from Huai 'an District, Huai 'an City
Life is a tortuous road full of bumps and thorns. It can't always be sunny, and it can't be smooth sailing. We are all on a bumpy road! Although I know that "perfection" is an empty river, I still want to pursue it blindly and remember it, but I forget that no one is perfect and there is no gold.
Another rainy day, the wind is blowing, and the rain is flowing down the window, just like a sad tear. The campus seems to be infected by this kind of "tearing" and lose its former vitality. Time passed, and I went back to the familiar classroom that afternoon, but something different happened ... That afternoon, the physics teacher gave our class an open class, and the teacher trusted me to perform on the blackboard, but I performed poorly and barely finished the topic under the teacher's repeated reminders. The teacher didn't blame me afterwards, but I kept blaming myself.
The weather is gray, just like my mood is gray, and I always feel overwhelmed by a big stone. Try to forget, try very hard to forget, but this feeling seems to be getting stronger and stronger. I can't forget this mistake. Is it because I am too weak for you? ...
There are many unknown reasons behind success, and the glory is full of unknown bitterness. That class impressed me the most, because for us, it was a class that showed the learning style of all the students in Class 8. For you, it was a class to show your work, but because of my personal fault, I added many flaws, which hindered the progress of the whole class. No amount of regret can undo it. Walking alone in the rain, listening to the falling rain, the sky suddenly became overcast, giving people an invisible oppression. Everything around me seems so strange. "Hua, Hua ..." Listening to this voice and recalling this scene, I suddenly felt a sense of loneliness, desolation and failure. Birds no longer sing, trees no longer flourish, even leaves are blown off by the wind, and time seems to have stopped.
If there is no sunshine, plants lose their luster; If the tree has no nutrients, it will lose its life; Birds can't grow without blue sky ... what about me? What happens when you do something wrong? How to make up for it? I have been thinking about... ...
Teacher, braking during the journey does not mean stopping forever; Temporary success does not mean eternal success; One mistake doesn't mean failure forever. Please forgive my momentary mistake, and let me stand up alone and walk out of the shadow of life.
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Material selection: Because "I" failed in the physics teacher's open class, after the aftertaste, I not only expressed my regret, but also expressed my intention to stand up from the failure.
Intention: The author's description of the scenery before and in the rain is to repent and create momentum for his mistakes. The heavier the confession of "I", the more it can reflect the baptism of the soul. "I" not only experienced the baptism of natural rain, but also experienced the baptism of spiritual rain.
Language: In narrative, discussion is the crowning touch on key points. For example, "I want to have a aftertaste, but I forgot that no one is perfect" and "After the aftertaste, let me stand up alone and walk out of the bright shadow of life", which skillfully explains the relationship between "aftertaste" and growth, and is full of philosophy.
Structure: Ending the article with lyrical comments can express the feelings in the author's heart, arouse the emotional waves of readers and arouse their voices, which has a strong artistic appeal.
20 15 excellent composition for the senior high school entrance examination in Huai 'an, Jiangsu Province II: aftertaste
Authors: Examinees from Qinghe District, Huai 'an City.
Take out the rusty keys under the dusty eaves, take out paper towels from your pockets to wipe some stains, and say over and over again, "Oh, that's all." I said to myself, then I inserted the key into the keyhole and turned it hard. The sound of "card" is clear and crisp, and I am slightly afraid. How long has it been since I heard this voice?
-"Hey, run slowly, don't fall." Grandpa's cordial care is vivid in his ears, and the joy of childhood seems vivid. I hold the pear that is too big for both hands, like a baby. Pears that have just been picked from the pear tree behind the house are still shining with crystal drops. Grandpa smiled: "You greedy girl." I can't wait to take a bite. Very sweet.
Pushing open the door, I crept in, just like I made a mistake when I was a child and was afraid of being punished. I dare not wake grandpa who is resting. Gently poke the cobweb with your hand, and suddenly want to say "Grandpa, I'm back", but there is no reply, I understand.
A few steps later, the "proud" red wooden box came into view. That's grandma's dowry, so it's very prominent in our family. Grandma always likes to open it whenever she has time, touch it and make it spotless carefully. Sometimes, when she is free, she will touch its huge body, smile lovingly and tell me previous stories. I remember every time I played hide-and-seek, I always ignored its authority and hid under its body, and then my brother found it easily and accepted the punishment in despair.
Looking back now, bright red has been stained with dust and stains, lost its gorgeous appearance, but still can't change the pride in its bones. It stood desperately on its back. I went up and saw that it was empty.
In the main room, the old rocking chair creaks when touched, recording the last time of the old man.
-I clearly remember that winter was bitterly cold, and my grandfather sat in a rocking chair with the help of my grandmother, bathed in a little sunshine. He coughed so badly that he could hardly eat. I vaguely heard someone say, "He won't survive this winter."
Sure enough, years ago, he still left. On that rainy and snowy night, he chose to escape the pain of panting. The wayward old man no longer had to take too bitter medicine, and soon his grandmother died.
I missed my grandfather's funeral because of the exam that year, and later I missed my grandmother's funeral because of studying for the exam. I can only add a few fragrances to their spirit. I can't afford to kneel when I add incense, but I can't cry. Because I can still hear the firecrackers lit by my grandfather, and I also received a bulging red envelope from my grandmother. "Take it, red envelopes can't be less!" I smiled and told myself, "My grandparents just went to pay a New Year call on a whim."
Gently close the door, hang the rusty lock, and look at the snow-white pear blossoms outside. It smells good. I remember it for a long time.
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Material selection: The article looks at grandparents' past residence through "I", recalls their love for "I" from time to time, selects details full of life breath, and permeates the description of people, scenery or scenes.
Intention: the author watches and remembers, and grasps the subtle and specific typical plot in life; Make a vivid and detailed description and lay out those warm scenes in an orderly way.
Language: Emotional changes are closely combined with seasonal characteristics. Charming language depicts vivid, flesh-and-blood and personalized images of grandparents, giving people a clear and orderly feeling.
Structure: The pear tree behind the house is mentioned at the beginning, and "Looking at the snow-white pear blossoms outside the house" is mentioned at the end. The theme of this article is just right.
20 15 Excellent Composition for the Senior High School Entrance Examination in Huai 'an City, Jiangsu Province 3: Aftertaste
Authors: candidates from Huaiyin District, Huai 'an City.
Someone asked, "What is the fastest thing in the world that can't be detected?" I said it's time.
When I was a child, I was too ignorant, missed many wonderful moments, and didn't do my due filial piety to the old people around me until they left and remembered it.
For a person born late in my family, my elders always pay special attention to me, especially my grandparents.
Time flies, and I have grown up in a blink of an eye, and my grandparents are old. But what did not die with me was their love and trust. That winter, I went home alone without informing my family in advance.
It's chilly outside, and the night is deep. My feet in the car are frozen stiff. When I got off the bus, snowflakes were still floating in the night sky and fell on my face. Looking around, there is no light, so I have to go home in the dark. Walking towards the entrance of the village against the snow, I suddenly found two figures under the street lamp at the entrance of the village. They seem to be waiting for someone, looking at the bridge from time to time. Somehow, I quickened my pace and approached, only to find that it was my grandparents. I called out to them. Meeting is always pleasant. Grandma took my hand and looked at me carefully, saying that I had grown taller again. So we walked home.
When I got home and took a shower, I slept with my grandmother. Although I have scalded my feet with hot water before, my feet are still numb. Half asleep, I heard: "Why are the children's feet so cold? Give it to him. " "The child grows so fast. His feet are not as big as our palms! " Suddenly, I felt two pairs of warm hands holding my feet in my arms. My cold feet seem to have entered the spring, melted and stopped being stiff.
Although the wind outside keeps blowing and whistling, I am not cold anymore. With the love of my grandparents, I feel very warm this evening.
Grandparents really don't ask much of their grandchildren. They always give everything selflessly, and they will give their grandchildren anything they want, even what they love. They have been protecting us like towering trees, but what have we done for them?
Later, my grandparents fell asleep forever, and with the love of the whole family, they merged into the embrace of the earth. I am studying abroad, but I can't go home to die for two old people! After the aftertaste, I felt regret and shame.
Time, please stay for me, don't let my grandparents' love flow away in time, let me take a look at my grandparents' faces again; Time, please stop for me and let me tell my grandparents my love for them; Time, please stay for me and let me do something for my grandparents, even if I talk to them again. ...
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Material selection: The author used more space to describe my grandparents' meticulous care for me and the hardships of waiting for me in the cold wind, paving the way for the following confessions of "I" and "I didn't go home and died for two old people".
Intention: The author not only experienced the baptism of nature, but also experienced the baptism of heart. The heavier the inner pain, the more it can reflect the deep remorse and good intentions after the "aftertaste".
Language: the language of "flowing clouds and flowing water" is the feeling of the soul, the flow from the bottom of my heart, and the gurgling river of wisdom, which gives people agility and purity.
Structure: The author begins to point out that the missed time brings the missed filial piety with arguments, and expresses the pain of regret to prepare for the following; After describing what happened, I used the parallelism of "time, please stay for me" at the end to discuss lyricism, with appropriate details and distinct themes.