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The title of the essay is presentedA well-known entrepreneur once said, "If there is a secret to success, it is the reward." "In my memory, the best reward was a little red flower, a look of approval, and the satisfaction of a transformation. What about you? Please write an essay entitled "The Best Reward" and tell us about your experience and feelings. Writing Requirements:
There is no restriction on the genre, but it should not be written as a poem or play, and it should not be written in the epistolary style.
The number of words should not be less than 600 words, do not plagiarize, do not copy.
Your real name, school name and other relevant information must not appear in the text.
The best rewards
Class 2304 Ho Peizen
Life is a long road, there is a long way to go, people can not stop learning in their lives, success is not the ultimate goal of growth, just a small flower along the road of growth.
In the twilight rain in front of the window, a few dead leaves fell, and the dazed was bleak, the fine rain fell on the eaves and ticked, and the clouds and haze dimmed out of the sky. I leaned back at my desk boredly, flipping through the calendar, only to realize that it was the end of the year. The daily study of three o'clock and one line has made me forget the original face of life, suddenly plunged into the sea of questions, and woke up in the middle of the night. Floating uncertain results, riding a roller coaster, repeatedly like a boat without a course, floating and sinking on the sea, and finally having to wake up in the storm.
The continuous dampness of the autumn rain woke up the dead leaves that had not fallen, and when the wind blew, it startled the autumn colors of the trees and faintly disappeared in front of the window. Another year, the golden cinnamon is full of branches, and the trees are full of green and reflect the golden yellow of half of the tree. In the drowsy afternoon, my thoughts drifted away, I thought hard, but I didn't have a clue, I remember that in February of that year, the twilight snow was one after another, the snow fell everywhere, and I saw a plum tree when I passed through the woods in the back garden, the earth was tightly wrapped in snow, and it was difficult to see the greenery, but only it bloomed alone, regardless of the cold wind, quietly opened the beauty of winter.
Thoughts tugged me back to my backyard again. After many years, I found that the plum in full bloom was only a few feet, stirring the branches and buds in the wind. "A few plums in the corner, Ling Han blooms alone", I seem to have become the snow of falling flowers that year, slowly disappearing with time. The plum is still swaying in the wind, which has gained life in the barren back garden. It tells me that it's not, I'm still me, and it has nothing to do with the wind and snow.
The wind and snow have pressed me for two or three years, and I laugh at the wind and snow and the snow is soft", Lamei never bends her waist for the wind and snow, so what can you do with the difficult road ahead? I remember that Mr. Wang Yangming once said: "Seek for yourself." "Continuous self-growth has long been more important than the so-called results, a desperate situation is not necessarily a dead end, the answer is in my heart. The best reward for growth is not success or brilliance, but the beauty of flowers on the way to growth. The lost boat will eventually survive the storm and become a big ship that rides the wind and waves.
Instructor: Lei Lingna).
The best rewards
Class 2308 Luo Zihan
The autumn breeze is blowing, the sycamores are patchy, and the sun shines through the branches, sprinkling a little golden. My thoughts follow the wind, with the sycamores, floating, floating, recalling the past ......
Dusk and loneliness
Why can't you even find this sound?" "At your level, do you want to compete!" "The teacher's criticism was like sandpaper, which wiped out my hope for the piano.
Walking alone on the trail, the autumn wind rises, the sycamore leaves fall, and a few small finches rest in the treetops. The sky was gray and dim, and it was not only this day, but also my heart.
When I got home, I lay on the bed in disappointment, tears streaming down my cheeks and falling on my pillow. There is a voice in my heart: give up, you are not the material to play the piano.
Starry Promise
Late at night, the lights of thousands of homes have been extinguished, and the sycamore rustles in the evening breeze. I wept in the dim light of the lonely lamp.
Squeak-" The door opened, and a figure crept in, it was Grandma. She slowly closed the door and sat down beside me, caressing my back. I pushed her hand away and yelled, "Don't touch me!" As if poked by a needle, Grandma retracted her hand and whispered, "Grandma knows that you are sad, as long as you play the piano hard, no matter what position you rank in the competition, I will give you a reward." Don't you want a Sycamore bookmark? I stopped crying, looked up, and asked curiously, "Really?" "Really, stop crying! My grandmother smiled and wiped away the tears on my face, and the seeds of struggle were planted in my heart.
Dawn Warmth
I practiced day after day, year after year, just for the sycamore bookmark.
When I stand on the stage, take my seat, raise my hand, and a string of flowing notes flows at my fingertips, which is intoxicating. At the end of the song, I got up and saluted, and when I looked up, I saw my grandmother smiling in the crowd, and the wrinkles on her face bloomed like chrysanthemums.
When I got home, I came to the room with the trophy in my hand, only to see a sycamore bookmark on the piano, and the bookmark was written in neat fonts, "A piece of sycamore and your companion, a little warmth in the heart - grandma's reward".
The heart seems to be moistened by dew, and the grandmother's reward is just like the sycamore leaf, shining golden.
My grandmother's bookmark is still in my musical score, and when I open the musical score, I am not only greeted by the coolness of the autumn breeze, but also my grandmother's clear love and care for me.
Instructor: Li Qing).
The best rewards
Class 2313 Hu Zixuan
The wind blows, the birds sing softly, and the books shine with dazzling light ......
Inscription. The rain fell so wantonly, dripping on the ground, and in the light of dusk, it was like sprinkling stars on the ground and shattering the ...... the ground
At night, walking alone on the way home, looking at the hazy hill in the rain in the distance, my eyes seemed to enter the sand, and when I rubbed it, the pearls fell with the rain, and my eyes were also misty. I kept thinking about the amazing score of today's Chinese quiz, and I slapped the red cross on the test paper and hit it in my heart. When I got home, my parents were not there, and I was the only one, so I put my schoolbag aside and lay down by the window to watch the raindrops fall.
The rain seems to be a little lighter, hanging on the eaves of the window like a rain curtain, I sit on the chair, analyzing the test papers of today's exam, I never understand, why my efforts do not seem to be rewarded, I angrily smashed a bunch of books on the table to the ground, "Chinese full score composition", "literary literacy", "literary appreciation", "poetry appreciation" and other books scattered on the ground, I sat on the ground and cried silently, not only books, but also my love for language heartbroken.
In the fog, the boat could not find its direction, so it could only stop in place. The next day, instead of arriving early, I was late. When the Chinese teacher saw that I was late, she asked me to stand up, and after class, she called me to the office and gave me a book, and said, "Reward you." I was puzzled and didn't take the book from the teacher. "I did very badly in the Chinese test this time, why do I have a prize? I asked, puzzled. "Who says only those who do well in the exam are rewarded? She looked at me with a smile on her eyebrows. I still put the book down, sat back in my seat, opened it and saw that the four big words "I believe in you" appeared on the paper, my eyes blurred again, a few tears fell on the book, and my mind was full of those days of hard study. Since then, I seem to be controlled by a mysterious force, working harder and harder, and learning more and more confidently. The small boat seemed to have found its way in the fog, and it was the warm light from the lighthouse that illuminated the way the boat was going.
A locust tree is fragrant, I walked outside the campus, my heart was full of worries about today's quiz, although I had full confidence in myself, but I was still a little uneasy. The scent of acacia flowers hit, the breeze outside the window blew the pages of that book, and I seemed to be embraced by her warm embrace, and I became less afraid. Sure enough, the hard work paid off and I came out on top in my class. When I looked up, I saw that my eyes were full of stars.
The rain stopped, the air was filled with the scent of earth and flowers, and I walked down the road with the book in hand.
It is the best reward ......
Instructor: Liang Yuling).
The best rewards
Class 2310 Mo Tingwen
When to look at the southern snow, I have two white heads with plum blossoms. - Inscription: When I was a child, when the Chinese New Year was approaching, my grandmother always sighed and said, "Oh, the snow hasn't come down to us this year!" "I hadn't seen snow before, so I asked my grandmother why she was looking forward to it. Grandma said, "Snow, that's God's preference for the north." Once it snows, it turns white everywhere, which is beautiful. And Wenwen can go build a snowman! I raised my head and asked, "Then if Wenwen is obedient, will God reward us for snow?" Grandma giggled and didn't answer me. One year, when I received a notice at the end of the year, the teacher sent me a notice with a double percentage on it, saying that I was very well-behaved and that my parents would definitely reward me well when I went home. I suddenly thought of what I had asked my grandmother, and when I came back to my senses, the naivety outside the window turned white, and there were a few white swirls swirling in the air - was that snow? Is it really snowing? I thought curiously. "Come on, come down and build a snowman! "When I got home, I was called by a couple of companions, and I put my head over in my wet shoes. "Snowman, a man made of snow? "You see, when we pile so much snow into one person, isn't it just building a snowman? Everyone laughed, and a white mist floated out of their mouths. I carefully picked up a ball of snow, cool and soft, but very excited—as if I had become the Nuwa of the Nuwa people my mother had talked about, and hurriedly picked up more snow, hoping to build a snowman myself. After a busy day, a white and chubby cute snowman was piled up. When I turned around, the world was vast, and only snow white remained. Snow is the best reward for my childhood growth. Later, I learned "Yongxue". When the teacher asked, is it better to "not let the catkins rise because of the wind", or "sprinkle salt in the air"? I tilted my head and thought for a moment of snow I had ever seen: snowflakes flying lightly in the air. Isn't the snow I saw "snowy"? And when I see snowflakes, I think of being rewarded, the joy of wishing come true, and when I close my eyes, I may even imagine the scene of spring catkins fluttering. "The metaphor of spring and winter is written together, making snowflakes more elegant and poetic. "I was praised for the inspiration brought by the snow, and my answer was praised by the teacher. Snow is the best reward for my study and life. Now, a goose feather snow belonging to the south is blowing one after another, taking advantage of the excitement. On the way to school, when I saw the roadside branches changed into white clothes, I couldn't help but sigh that there was such pure white between heaven and earth. I don't know how to describe a sudden snowfall, perhaps like the sentence "Suddenly like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms." "The snow is so spectacular and subtle that you will never forget it at first sight. Snow, it is making a student who is meditating hard to put pen to paper, it witnesses the student's hard work for a semester, and tells the student that there will be a harvest, which is the best reward for me. The snowflakes, ethereal and elegant, like little angels who came to the world one by one, have become the best reward for children. She danced and reminded people that after the heavy snowfall, it was spring.
Instructor: Qin Chao).
The best rewards
Class 2315 Ren Xichen
Success never discriminates between high and low. On this journey, there are bitter and sweet, and rewards are naturally essential.
Come on, do it again! "Mom, I really don't want to practice anymore. In the room, a mother and son are having a conversation. "You're about to take the 10th grade, and all you can do now is keep practicing, and when you're done, you're at the top. The mother said that her son's face was red, his eyes were a little swollen, and there were some tears in the corners of his eyes, as if he had just cried: "But I have been practicing for the past few days, so I will be rewarded for completing the exam, and I will feel a great sense of accomplishment." Mother smiled, as if she was thinking about something.
The June wind is not refreshing, the sun is in the sky, people are so hot that they can't lift their heads, and the cicadas are so hot that they can't stop screaming.
My son's exam was in late July, but he only had five things a day: eating, sleeping, going to the toilet, doing his homework, and practicing drums. And the mother was also heartbroken for her son's exam, and when she practiced the drums every day, the mother always stayed by his side and listened to the drums played by her son.
In early July, the summer becomes even hotter, and all the creatures on the earth are roasted to the point of being "charred on the outside and tender on the inside".
The son finally couldn't help it, and at noon, his mother was still telling her son the precautions for the exam, and suddenly, the son yelled: "Are you for my good, or for my good grades?" Have you tried such a boring life every day? With that, the son fell off the rice bowl, closed the door with a "bang", squatted in the room and cried, and the mother was frightened by this sudden accusation. But she quickly knocked on her son's door with a calm mood: "Don't you want a reward?" If you still want a reward, don't face the exam with emotion. After a while, the door opened, the son looked aggrieved and helpless, and the mother shook her head and did not speak.
The exams arrived as scheduled. The son also played his best, and after passing the tenth grade, he pushed open the classroom door and rushed to his mother: "What about my reward?" "Wait. His mother looked at him and smiled.
A few days later, the results of the examination came out, and the word "excellent" was printed on the certificate of grade 10, and the son threw himself into his mother's arms and shed tears of excitement. The mother did not lie to her, and this is indeed the best reward for her son.
That son was me, and I was nine years old that year. The reward may be an appreciative look, or a result that excites you at the end, in short, these rewards will be the brightest star on our life path!
Instructor: Topaz).