Preface.
One of the difficulties of writing essays for elementary and junior high school students is that they do not observe life and extract writing materials from it. How to record life in words and turn life into composition?
This article tries to help students understand the relationship between life and composition, and open up the road from life to composition.
Essay title: Look at the excerpt of the anthology "Lao Mo took his daughter Huang Yao to Gao Qiqiang's house" in "Hurricane", and write a narrative essay from Huang Yao's perspective. The topic should be self-designed, no less than 600 words.
The following is the essay on the water:
That day, my father took me to Uncle Gao Qiqiang's house. Dad said that Uncle Gao wanted to eat fish, so he sent it to him.
I remember my father said that Uncle Gao was also a fish seller before, and then his business became prosperous. Dad and he were friends, so he gave the fish stall to Dad. To me, he's a mysterious figure.
Dad walked ahead with a bag of fish, and I followed closely. Along the way, I thought that now I was going to Uncle Gao's house, what would his home be like, and what kind of person would he be?
Before we knew it, we were in front of a villa. Dad motioned for me to wait as he stepped forward to ring the doorbell. After the doorbell rang a few times, we were greeted by a middle-aged woman who looked like a nanny.
As soon as I entered the gate, I was fascinated by this large villa. Maybe it was out of curiosity, maybe it was because I was in a hurry, so I didn't care about being polite, so I looked left and right, and walked straight to the hall.
Don't run around, don't mess with people's things, don't mess with people's things! Seeing me like this, my father whispered a reminder to me, and I stopped, and then stood in the hall **. At this moment, a middle-aged man with a handsome and well-dressed hairstyle walked down from the second floor.
Old Mo, long time no see. ”
Brother Qiang, I heard that you want to eat fish, so I sent it to you. ”
Oh, is this your daughter? It's all grown so big. ”
Yes, Brother Qiang. It's sixth grade. Yaoyao, call Uncle Gao. ”
Hello Uncle Gao! ”
Good boy, you don't need to call Uncle Gao, just call Uncle Gao. ”
In my father and Auntie's words, I seem to sense that they are two people with a delicate relationship.
Xiaochen, come out! ”
What are you doing? ”
Sister Huang Yao came and took her sister up to play. Uncle Gao shouted as he looked at the second floor.
Alright then, come on. ”
At this time, an older brother appeared on the second floor. In my words, I seemed to feel a kind of reluctance. But for the sake of playing, I didn't care so much, and went straight to the second floor.
This brother named Xiaochen took me to his bedroom. As soon as I entered, I was intrigued by a toy in his room. The toy is a delicate box that sits on top of a bookcase.
Don't touch my music box! ”
Can you afford to break it? If you get it again, I'll kick you out!" ”
When I couldn't wait to take it down, I didn't expect that as soon as my hand touched the box, I was startled by a series of sounds. I never thought that Xiaochen's brother would react so much, but I could only stay aside, and the tears of grievance kept rolling in my eyes.
After a while, the two adults who heard the sound were naturally Uncle Gao and Dad. Seeing that the situation was not good, my father immediately pulled me aside.
Hey, Xiaochen, what's going on? ”
Who told her to move my music box! ”
What music box?
A music box that my mom brought back from Paris! ”
Give it to my sister ha. Uncle Gao looked at me, and then at Brother Xiaochen and said.
I don't want it! "There are so many toys, take them down and give them to my sister. With that, Uncle Gao took the music box down from the top of the bookcase.
Woo, woo woo-" Unexpectedly, Brother Xiaochen pushed Uncle Gao in a fit of anger and ran away crying.
Ignore him", "Yaoyao, give it to you." Then Uncle Gao first turned around and bent down close to me, and then wiped my tears with his hand while stuffing the music box into my hand.
Who would have thought that the first time I came to Uncle Gao'......s house, the first time I played with Brother Xiaochen, we broke up like this
I know that Uncle gave me the music box in the end to comfort me. Despite this, I still feel that there seems to be an insurmountable gap between our two families, between me and Xiaochen's brother.
Life is like this, there are joys and sorrows. After this incident, I began to learn to think about life and comprehend life at a young age.