1. A composition written around the central meaning

Original publisher: Longyuan Journal Network

In ancient times, there was a scholar who could not write articles. Once, he went to ask a teacher for advice. The teacher took him to a grove, pointed to a spider web and said, "You should worship it as your teacher!" The scholar looked at it for a long time and suddenly understood. Since then, his articles have advanced by leaps and bounds. Someone asked him why, and he said: "There is no spider web without a center in the world. Spiders always weave a web with a center first, and then weave it round and round. This is the same principle when writing articles!"

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1. Write a paragraph around the central sentence.

Middle grade composition requires writing one thing in detail around the central meaning. Students at this stage of learning can supplement their daily routine with fragment exercises - writing specifically around the central sentence.

What is the central sentence?

The central sentence is generally the first sentence in a paragraph, which summarizes the main content of the paragraph.

Example: The fog is so thick and beautiful this morning! There is a vast expanse of white between the sky and the earth, as if an extremely wide gauze garment is floating. The mountains, houses, fields, and trees in the distance are all shrouded in thick milky white fog, looming, and extremely beautiful. When I was walking on the way to school, I seemed to be in a fairyland shrouded in mist, which was very interesting.

The first sentence in the example article is the central sentence, and the following three sentences all focus on the specific description of the sentence "The fog is so thick and beautiful this morning!": "White, milky white" First, I wrote about the color of fog. The metaphor of "incomparably wide gauze clothes" expresses the beauty of fog. Then through my feelings and the characters' dialogue, it is further reflected that the fog is very thick. 2. Write a composition around the central meaning

Write a composition around the central meaning

Describe the scene, so what is a scene? Scene generally refers to the scene presented in front of people during a certain period of time during collective activities. Just like a certain scene or scene we saw in the drama.

In life, what scenes have we participated in or seen? Here are some examples for reference.

Labor scenes. In school, we often participate in school-run factories, farms, or service labor. During the labor, everyone is enthusiastic and energetic, and there are many good people and good things that appear in the labor. We also often visit and ask questions in factories, rural areas, and shops, and see how uncles and aunts work. These are labor scenes.

Game scene. Students often play games together at home or on campus, and teachers also organize various activities during sports activities. These game scenes are often very active and interesting, and they are also entertainment scenes that students are familiar with.

Recreational activities are a very important part of our colorful extracurricular life. There are many vivid scenes in theatrical performances, party activities, and watching movies and TV shows that are worth recording.

Ceremony scene. At the beginning of each semester, we hold an opening ceremony. When new buildings are completed in your city, village or town, ceremonies are often held. The scenes of these ceremonies are meaningful and educational and should be carefully observed to record this memorable moment.

Sports scenes. At the sports meeting, athletes chase each other, fight hard, and strive to create excellent results; the audience applauds and cheers for the athletes. These exciting scenes are unforgettable.

Life scenes. There are many scenes in daily life that are also very distinctive. For example, buying goods, family reunion, traveling by car or boat, seeking medical treatment, building a house or building a wall, decorating a living room, etc., all have a strong flavor of life.

Meeting scene. Class meetings, team meetings, school meetings, meeting with heroes and model figures, participating in various celebrations and commemorations, the scenes of those meetings often leave a deep impression on us.

In short, practicing scene description can improve our ability to observe, understand, and describe. 3. A 550-word sample essay focusing on the central meaning for the sixth grade.

A beautiful essay focusing on the central meaning for the sixth grade. Once, our family went on a trip.

Since the mountain is very high, we took the cable car up the mountain. The cable car is rectangular and green in color.

It doesn't stop at the bottom of the mountain. You can only go up quickly, and you must go at the speed of light, otherwise you will miss it, because the platform is only five meters long. After getting on the cable car, the cable car slowly climbed higher and higher, higher and higher.

As the cable car gets higher and higher, the things on the ground become smaller and smaller. Looking at the things on the ground, there is a rather magical feeling. It makes people feel scared but also has a sudden sense of beauty, which is both mysterious and nervous.

The space inside the cable car is very small, only about the size of a palm. It is ventilated on all sides, and luggage can easily fall down. There are four handles in the car, as well as an alarm device, which can contact the ambulance personnel on the ground at any time.

Everyone is very nervous, mainly because they are afraid of falling. Mom's hair stood on end, and she was so nervous that she felt like she was getting an electric shock.

There was sweat on his forehead, as if he had been caught in the rain.

Her hand held my hand, and it hurt as if my hand was about to be broken by her.

Dad huddled in the corner of the car, staring at the roof, sweating like a downpour, rubbing his hands back and forth, and feeling scared. The cable car rose to another height and climbed over a mountain. At this time, our nervousness calmed down.

We looked outside the window. From the glass window, it looked like a distance. The things on the ground were very small. If we wanted to see them clearly, we needed a telescope. The mountains in the distance are high and low, and a beautiful landscape painting can be vaguely seen.

The cable car has reached the highest mountain peak. At this time, the white clouds are beside us. The white clouds are like soft marshmallows. The white clouds are beautiful and fill the cable car. The white clouds are very light. I want to ride on them. It goes to higher mountains; the white clouds are very fragrant, making me feel like I am swimming in a sea of ??flowers. White clouds decorated our cable car, and in just ten seconds, we came to wonderland and walked through the paradise.

The cable car has reached the top of the mountain. It is really "not afraid of the floating clouds covering my eyes, just because I am at the top." This time, riding the cable car is really beautiful. 4. Write a composition based on "treasured memories" 1. It is best to write around the central meaning and write down your cherished memories of this

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< p> Time flies, the sun and the moon fly by, and in a blink of an eye, I have climbed onto the ladder of twelve years old. In the past twelve years, I have left deep and shallow footprints on the road of life. I nodded and looked at the mottled footprints, showing my colorful life. Among these footprints, there is one that is the deepest and largest. It emerges in my mind and lingers...

It was a sunny afternoon. I hummed a song and jumped up and down into a swimming pool. The arcade has several water slides and a swimming pool that's almost as big as a lake. Although I couldn't swim at that time and didn't dare to go to the center of the big swimming pool, a few water slides were enough to excite me.

I entered the swimming pool, ran to the top of the water slide with ease, sat down and slid down. Enjoying the long-lost sex and listening to the whistling wind in my ears, it is really indescribable pleasure! After I skated dozens of times and became slippery, I walked along the circular waterway beside the "lake" and saw a gap in the waterway leading to the vast water surface of the "lake". I quickly walked toward the gap in waist-deep water. In the blink of an eye, I was standing at the edge of the gap.

I saw that the depth of the water in the swimming pool seemed to be about the same as the depth of the water in the waterway. I walked to the gap and was about to step into the "lake", and suddenly I felt that the water was getting deeper! I was shocked. Unexpectedly, I missed my footing and fell into the deep water.

I sank to the bottom of the water and came up again. I found that I was in the center of the "lake", which is the deepest water! After a few ups and downs, I got a lump in my throat. Unable to struggle, I had no choice but to let myself float in the water, with darkness in front of my eyes...

I felt like I was no longer floating, but sinking.

Suddenly, a strong hand grabbed me and lifted me to the shore. I felt that those few seconds of ups and downs were as long as years.

I opened my eyes. In front of me is a strange uncle. Seeing that nothing was wrong with me, he said to me with concern, "Are you okay, please be safe" and left.

It turned out that this uncle saw me struggling and swam over to save me without thinking. Throughout the twelve years that I have traveled, this incident has always been cherished deep in my memory and cannot be forgotten. Those medals and red flowers representing honor will be forgotten by me as time goes by. However, I will never forget this incident, nor will I ever forget this lifesaver whose name I do not know - it made me understand what love is and what love is the most precious. 5. Write a 500-word essay with the title of "Help" around the central meaning.

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The night light is like water, and the bright moonlight shines on the sofa. I stand on the balance car, whirring. shuttled through the living room. well! The sky is vast and the wilderness is vast, where can I find my English book?

English book, where are you? Without you, my mother would skin me! I was flying around every corner of the house. It couldn't be in my schoolbag again. I ran to the room, opened my schoolbag, and flipped through the books one by one, one by one, but there was still no English textbook. , wouldn’t it be in the closet? I opened the cabinet door and turned over the clothes one by one, alas! How I wish I could see English books!

I jumped on the balance car and flew to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, opened the cabinet, and lifted the lid of the pot, eh? Where did the English books go? I sat on the sofa and thought about it carefully. When I asked the teacher to dictate the words in the tutoring class, the teacher put the book on another table. After that, I finished writing the composition and left... Well, so to speak, my English book is in the tutoring class! Oh my God! He is really a dumb person who eats Coptis chinensis and can’t express the pain!

At this time, the "Queen Mother" mother came, "Read English quickly, what are you doing here!" I remained motionless, "What's wrong? What's the matter?" "I forgot to pick up my English book. "Where did you forget it?" "Make-up class."

"Oh, then go read a book and look for it tomorrow!" "I took a deep breath, "Hu--" I finally escaped from the Palace of Hell. I returned to the room dejectedly, picked up "The Legend of Hulan River" and started reading.

This challenge on the verge of death is really scary. Next time, you should check your schoolbag carefully and stop throwing things around like this. 6. Write a 500-word composition based on the central meaning

Writing about the center. When writing Le's composition, you can write about every bit of life, such as family life and study life; you can also write about a certain point in society or a certain type of group of people, such as sanitation workers, people's teachers, etc., no matter which one you write about The direction materials must be filled with your own emotions and experiences.

Text: Living in this colorful world, tears are inevitable. If pain exists, then I firmly believe that: "Happiness is everywhere."

When you really fail, you may say: "Why did I end up with nothing after giving so much? Why is God so unfair to me? "Actually, as long as you savor the process of hard work carefully, you will find that you are not in so much pain. Because you have really fought hard. Compared with those who never dare to fight, you You have won the envy of others.

When you lament that your family conditions are not as good as others, you may say: "Why am I so smart, but my conditions are not as good as others? Why is God so unfair to me? "Actually, as long as you think about it slowly, you will find that you are not so unfortunate. Because God has given you quick thinking and rich imagination.

In the face of setbacks, thoughts are the best way to give. It is imagination that gives you comfort and courage. Compared with those who only use money to capture others but have no real ability, you also win the envy of others.

When you meet the God of Death. When you struggle, you will find that happiness is everywhere - success is a kind of happiness, failure is a kind of happiness, competition is a kind of happiness, setback is a kind of happiness... Even the insignificant ant has his own Happiness is life. Don’t say God is unfair, and don’t say life is boring.

If you think about it carefully, would there be a wonderful life just because of these tears? These laughters are what make our colorful life. If you really can't imagine it, you can also find that you also have the greatest happiness, that is life.

Life is the greatest happiness without life. . Will you still be happy? Really, don’t be so sad.

Because - happiness is everywhere. 7. Please write a 650-word essay about care.

Although this incident is a trivial matter, I still remember it vividly and often appear in my mind. This incident really moved me.

That was. One winter, just after the Chinese New Year, the weather was so cold that it was like losing one's teeth in the winter of Laba. I thought to myself: It’s good this time. No one is at home today. I can have a good time. My father is usually so strict. It’s rare that I can play computer games legitimately. Every time I don’t do well in the exam, he will use it. His sharp eyes looked at me, and every time I thought about it, my eyes felt burned.

I carefully opened the computer, closed the windows, and drew the curtains, for fear that my father would come back in the middle of the game. I was listening to music and playing games with great interest.

Just when I was immersed in the imaginative game world, a knock on the door suddenly sounded, pulling me back to the real world. I was afraid it was my father, so I turned off the computer with lightning speed, and opened the door at a speed of 100 meters. I took a closer look, breathed a sigh of relief, and realized that it was the aunt next door who was looking for me.

After finishing the process, I went back to the computer and continued playing with it. Before I could turn it on, there was a knock on the door. In desperation, I pressed the power button and the computer screen immediately went black.

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I ran to the door, nervous in my heart. I was afraid that my father would ask about playing on the computer. I pretended to be calm and opened the door. Seeing my father dripping wet, his lips turning purple from the cold, goosebumps all over his body, and his hands full of vicissitudes of life covered with wrinkles, I looked at my father and asked in confusion: "What are you doing back here?" Such a cold day.

But he didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "I'm afraid you didn't have dinner, so I came back to help you make it." "Looking at my dad, I was stunned and stayed there.

After my dad finished cooking, he went to work again. The rain hit my dad, and I watched my dad leave. The back view makes me want to cry.

The children are happily playing on the computer at home while their parents work in the factory. Many people think this is what they should do, but this is what your parents do for you. , who doesn’t want to sit at home every day, doing nothing, relying on others to support you. The computer with a black screen, my father’s back, my complicated feelings are beyond words.

Father’s love is like a mountain, and my father’s love is the world. Incomparable to any love, I was moved by this great father's love.

8. The topic is really interesting. Write a 600-word or 500-word essay based on the interesting topic

There are many clothes in my wardrobe. Among the colorful clothes, there is a pair of worn-out trousers. Blue school pants. Maybe you will ask, "What's the point of keeping these pants?" Don't worry, listen to me slowly, I guarantee that you will laugh after listening to it. It’s something that embarrasses me and something that’s funny.

Searching the memories in my mind, what happened in the third grade came to my mind clearly one by one. It was a spring morning with the fragrance of flowers in the air. I was sleeping soundly in bed when I heard my mother shouting loudly, "Zhang Rukai, get up quickly, it's 7 o'clock!" I responded in a daze: "Mom, it's still early. Well, let me sleep a little longer!" Just after I finished speaking, I suddenly froze. It was already 7 o'clock. Now I was mostly awake and said anxiously to my mother: "Why didn't you call me earlier? , I'm going to be late!" I said as I picked up my school uniform and put it on. I don’t know what happened today. I was a little clumsy. Either my clothes were on backwards or my socks were on wrong. Then I got tired of it, so I just put them on casually and got over it. My mother said angrily: "Look at you, a boy is so careless. Didn't he tell you to set the alarm clock?" I didn't bother to answer my mother's words. I ran to the sink and quickly pulled the towel off my face. I wiped it a few times, then ran into the kitchen, took a few bites of food, hurriedly put on my schoolbag, put on my shoes and ran to school.

Fortunately, the school was not far from my home. I hurried to the school, and the *** was about to ring during class. When I walked into the school gate, I breathed a long sigh of relief, but I saw the classmates next to me looking towards me, and some were muttering something in a low voice. "When did I become so famous?" I thought to myself, and ran to the classroom without thinking too much. I was late!

"Report!" I shouted. The students' eyes suddenly turned towards me, and they all burst into laughter again. The teacher said seriously: "Why are you laughing? You are so undisciplined!" "Teacher, look at her pants!" someone shouted. The teacher turned his head and looked around, and burst into laughter. I looked down and my head buzzed, "Oh my God!" It's over, it's over, my pants are on backwards! what to do? what to do? I can't wait to find a hole in the ground and crawl into it! I blushed and lowered my head, not knowing what to do. It really embarrassed me at the time. I can't help but laugh every time I think of this.

This embarrassing thing happened to me, but it was really interesting when I thought about it later. It tells me not to be careless in anything I do, otherwise it will cause a big joke! 9. Write a 500-word essay based on the central meaning of sweetness

Sweetness is sometimes a taste and sometimes an emotion.

The five flavors of life are sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty. The most experienced things in life are bitterness and sweetness. There is an old saying: Only by eating the most bitterness can one become a better person.

Only by not being discouraged or giving up in the face of difficulties will one have talents and wisdom beyond ordinary people and achieve amazing results. Only by experiencing hardships and hardships can one better appreciate the value of success. Candy, fruit, chocolate...all have a sweet taste.

But as for emotion, I thought of that thing. In September 2018, when I stood on the championship podium, the sweetness of that moment could not be expressed in words. I remember that before I learned to swim, my health was poor. I would often catch colds and fevers when I first started training, but I still insisted on training. Although I couldn’t go into the water, I still maintained my health through land and other training methods. level of fitness and training.

Although it was hard and tiring, I still persevered hard. Slowly, my body became stronger and stronger, and my results improved little by little. Finally, I won the competition. Defeated the opponent and stood on the championship leadership stage. Think about it, it was the persistence and hard work at that time that brought the sweetness of final success.

Facts have taught me not to imagine that there is only sweetness and no bitterness in life. Bitterness - can make people sober and reflect.

Sweet - can inspire people and motivate them to make progress. Only by suffering hardship and enjoying sweetness can life be interesting and full of hope.

When I think of sweetness, the image of standing on the championship podium will come to my mind. This "sweet" thing is always around me, always protecting me and accompanying me. I. 10. My father is like a mountain. The composition should be about 600 words. Write four things, one in detail, around the center, and a title at the end.

When I was more than ten years old, I climbed Mount Tai to watch the sunrise. "", but it still means "having eyes but not seeing Mount Tai". I have always had a deep yearning and admiration for Mount Tai, which ranks first among the five mountains. Therefore, when I left Qufu, the home of Confucius, I was full of ambitions. If you don't climb Mount Tai, you will not be a hero. The car went straight to Tai'an City.

In order to climb Mount Tai before sunrise, we took a bus to Daizongfang, the starting point of climbing Mount Tai, at two in the morning. Although there are electric cable cars and human-powered slides at the bottom of the mountain, I still chose to hike up the mountain to test my physical fitness and perseverance.

At 3:40, it was the darkness before dawn and the night was deep. Along with many tourists, I took the first stone step up the mountain.

At first, the steps up the mountain were much flatter than expected. People walked very fast, and some people, like me, counted the steps while walking.

The road was very quiet. Except for the occasional sound of pine waves brought by the night wind, the only sounds that could be heard were the footsteps, slight breathing and whispers of fellow climbers. After passing Hutian Pavilion, the mountain gradually becomes steeper. Looking back, we can see the colorful lights of thousands of houses in Tai'an City in the distance.

Looking up, Mount Tai, which is dimly visible in the night, looks like an endless city wall lying in front of you. It feels as big as the earth and as high as the sky. As we walked, the tourists who had originally gathered in a few phalanxes gradually distanced themselves from each other. They rushed to the front with light steps and legs, their hearts beating softly and they kept stopping to take a breath.

On the roadside, mountain people carrying sliding poles sat scattered in twos and threes, staring closely at the climbers who took one step at a time and gasped for breath. There was a strong tendency of "Jiang Taigong fishermen are willing to take the bait". The higher we go, the fewer people we travel with and the silence becomes more apparent. This place reminds us of the poem "Don't dare to speak loudly for fear of frightening the people in heaven".

As I was panting, I had long forgotten how many stone steps I had stepped on. When I asked my fellow travelers, they all laughed and said that they were tired and didn’t know how many steps there were. So I had no choice but to give up on counting how many steps there were in Mount Tai. idea. When we climbed to Duosong Pavilion, the sky was dim. Although it was shrouded in clouds and mist, the mountain was still vaguely distinguishable. Although the mountain road was more steep, fortunately, we were no longer "walking blindly", so we mustered up the courage to climb directly to Nantianmen.

Standing under the gate, I raised my wrist and looked at my watch: at 5:25, it took 1 hour and 45 minutes to climb from Daizongfang to Nantianmen. Mount Taishan in early autumn was full of chill, and because I was sweating through my clothes while climbing the mountain, I could not help but shiver when the mountain wind blew.

Fortunately, the descendants of Taishan, who were good at doing business, opened shops specializing in renting cotton coats. Regardless of whether they were old or new, they rented one and wore it with the crowds to the highest point of Mount Tai. ——Guanri Peak. At this time, the "Sun Viewing Corridor" of Guanri Peak was densely packed with tourists waiting for the sunrise. Nine out of ten of the two to three thousand people were wearing grass green imitation cotton military coats, standing facing the east, really like a The "Green Legion" lined up to await the enemy.

At this time, everyone has the same wish - hoping that the sun, which is visible almost every day but has not been seen here yet, will jump out of the horizon soon. The anxiety of waiting and anticipation is no less than the mood of a father pacing outside the delivery room, eager for the baby to fall to the ground and the mother and child to be safe.

Standing on Guanri Peak, looking up at the surrounding peaks surrounded by clouds and mist, you can really see "all the mountains at once". The distant mountains and the nearby ridges are all in focus, as if you are alone. Looking to the east, a few gray clouds in the sky reveal a smooth and soft morning white like gossamer. It continues to rise and expand, and the upper part gradually glows with a faint red, turning the clouds that were very gray just now into white.

As the red color becomes darker and darker, the area becomes wider and wider, turning the entire east into a thick red color. Suddenly, as if a pair of giant hands opened the curtain on the horizon, the sun, which was redder, brighter and more vivid than the red clouds and mist, revealed an arc and slowly rose.

The surrounding clouds and mists seem to be unable to bear her bright irradiation and fade and retreat, while the sun rises rapidly with more vitality, and soon breaks away from the entanglement of clouds and mists and the squeeze of the night to leap forward. Out of the horizon. I don't know whether it is a visual deviation or the result of light reflection. The moment this huge "fireball" jumped out of the horizon, the bottom of the arc seemed to be dragging a thick red line tied to the horizon. As the "fireball" continued to rise, that The red thread became thinner and thinner until it was torn off, and the sun finally revealed her round, red face. The rays of light reflected the heaven and earth, the rivers, the mountain peaks and trees, and you and me on the Sun Viewing Peak. ….

At this time, I realized why people are lucky and proud to be able to climb Mount Tai to watch the sunrise, because the sunrise on Mount Tai is indeed a wonderful picture that is rarely seen. I have watched the rising sun in the east several times on the plains, on the riverside, and on the lakeside. However, compared with watching the sunrise in the east from the top of Lintai Mountain, the momentum, color, and mood are completely different. The sunrise is likened to a gentle and affectionate girl, then the sunrise seen on Mount Tai is like a graceful fairy. You can't overstate its beauty, splendor and wonder.

After watching the sunrise, I looked around and saw Mount Tai illuminated by the morning glow. The peaks are undulating, the clouds and mist are like the sea, the waves are surging, and the stone steps and paths with nine twists and turns are like playing in the water. The swimming dragon is looming among the peaks. It is really like "Looking at it from the side, it looks like ridges and peaks, with different heights near and far. I don't know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain."

Walking down the mountain slowly from Nantianmen, I, who is used to walking on flat roads, am no better than a toddler. When climbing a mountain, firstly, it is dark and the road is dark and I don’t know the dangers; secondly, if I try to be brave for a moment, I don’t realize the difficulties. I just wish I could reach the top of the mountain as early as possible by “one step to the sky”.

When going down the mountain, you can see the dangers of the mountain road as steep as a ladder. Even though there are iron bars to protect the dangerous places, you can't help but feel guilty and sweat. Having experienced the feeling of "it's easy to go up the mountain but hard to go down the mountain", by the time we reached Huimaling step by step, our legs were so tired from the long journey that we could see as far as the eye could see.

While taking a breather, I was inspired by several mountain lifters. I saw that no matter whether they were going up or down, their walking routes were all in a zigzag shape - starting from one side of the stone steps on the mountain road and walking diagonally up and down. After walking up more than ten steps, we reached the other side of the mountain road. Then we turned around and walked more than ten steps diagonally to the other side of the mountain road again.

When I first saw it, I didn't understand its meaning, but after trying it, not only did the body easily maintain balance, but also there was no pain from "crushing feet". This "stolen" skill made the difficulty of going down the mountain much easier.

On the way home, I also experienced another landscape of Mount Tai - the inscriptions. I can’t remember any book that once praised the inscriptions on Mount Tai as the most famous mountain in China and a microcosm of Chinese history. As early as the Xia and Shang dynasties, more than 70 kings came to Mount Tai to engrave Buddhist statues.