College entrance examination full score composition classification Daquan

Chapter 57 Family Education (2)
The article begins with "joy, pain, tears and laughter", and recalls the education my grandfather and two generations gave me in "The Years Gone"—the literary enlightenment my grandfather gave me when I was a child, and my parents were strict and unruly when I was a little older. The moral education without warmth and my father's encouragement to travel abroad when I grew up are rich in content and closely related to the topic. I express my understanding and gratitude for family education in my delicate memory, and my feelings are very sincere.

Butterfly's Wings · Fish's Tears · Others
(a candidate from Hunan Province)

butterfly wings
I spin in the dark, whisper in the fragrance of flowers, just waiting for that beautiful dream to bloom in the sunshine.

The grandparents left behind the hope of thousands of years: to inherit the essence of beauty, before the beauty blends with the world, we breathe agitation and persistence in the dark.The carrier of darkness is the cocoon woven by the Creator out of failure, pain, and confusion.

Who doesn't want to break free from this pale shackles and fly to the blue sky?Who wouldn't want to dance along a stream to arouse Gui Huannu's feelings?Who doesn't want to linger in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River with the sound of cutting sandalwood?who wouldn't...

However, we understand that fragile wings cannot withstand wind and rain, and only the fortitude and perseverance built in loneliness, cold, and darkness can allow me to fully express my freedom and beauty.

Don't cut my cocoon with your scissors in good faith, and help me shake off the suffering in my life, please don't!Prematurely letting me smell the fragrance of flowers is not true love for me, but a kind of destruction—I will shrink in the sun, turn into a dead leaf, and melt into the soil...

Love me, let me face suffering.

tears of fish
I yearn for the clear spring at the end of the horizon, where my brave dream is tied; I long to merge into the vast ocean and turn my heart into blue; I want to swim quietly in the clear and clear lake, without a trace of dust on my body ...

I raised my head, the indomitable edges and corners in my eyes were broken, I rushed forward, and a glass cover so gorgeous that no one could feel a trace of eerieness and ferocity hugged me, and it hurt so much.

So he closed his eyes and let the scales on his body fly feebly.

The setting sun is like blood, and I see the mess around me, my dreams, my heart, my tears.

Perhaps, this glass-enclosed world is safe and warm, without storms, thunder and lightning, but in terms of life, is it a landscape or a cage?
If you love me, don't hold me too tight.

Others
The tide of the years is surging, bleaching the bloody history and the fragility of human nature into eternity. In this eternity, there is too much confusion and obsession, wisdom and purity.

How to make this "forever" become crystal clear?How to let the butterflies swallow fragrance lightly, and the fish interpret life freely?listen--

Let every life go through the sufferings he should endure, and let every soul become perfect in the continuous incompleteness-care, sometimes it is actually a kind of destruction with good intentions.

score review
Candidates used butterflies and fish as metaphors to fully express their suppressed will to survive and desire for freedom in their own life experiences, and made in-depth reflections on "family education" in "Others": "Care, sometimes, is actually A kind of destruction with good intentions." The article is full of sincere emotions and images, creating a dynamic and moving artistic conception.

Brother-in-law essay

(a candidate from Hunan Province)

The son of my brother's great uncle, born in [-], died at the age of ten.Woohoo cousin!You are a person who can distinguish between the inside and the mouth, but why don't you hate your father and brother because you died at a young age?You are pure and simple, why don't you work in your uncle's house?
My uncle is strict in nature, although he has no talent and learning, I hope you can study and have high hopes for you, but you died young, how can you fulfill your father's wish!I tried to teach you to read, and I learned about Sima Guang smashing a vat to save people. I said: "Sima Guang has the deeds of a superior man, but he has the worry of being alone. That's why he will become famous in the future. Shang Jun said, "Nothing can be done without doubt. Doubt is useless', you must act decisively when dealing with things, and you must not be suspicious." You asked in doubt, "Although it is wise to smash the vat, the vat has a thick skin and the water is turbid and deep. Throwing small stones will not damage the vat, but throwing large stones will not damage the vat." Stones can also hurt people, and the skin of the vat will fall off and be as sharp as a knife, so it is not the best policy." Therefore, I have no words to answer.Your father pointed at you and scolded you: "You can't save this child! Does the sage in the book have unreasonable reasoning? You only care about reading, and don't care about the rest!" Woohoo!The six years are coming to an end, and the "innovation and innovation" of the leading singer in the education field is in the ascendant. With your unique insights, it was killed by the elders, sad husband!
You like insects, fish, birds, animals, heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, planting flowers and trees, taking care of them all the time, and pouring out your true feelings.You cut a few Impatiens plants in the corners of the walls, built your own fences, diverted canals to water them, and caught worms to fertilize the soil.When the flowers bloom, although there is no fragrance, it is enough for visual entertainment.Your father destroyed it, pointed at you and scolded, saying: "Stupid worm! You can't study but plant flowers. How can you get married when you are an adult?" My unworthy son broke my heart! But why don’t I fight for this? What is the future of raising silkworms and growing flowers?” Woohoo, your father’s stubbornness, why don’t you allow a loving son?It is natural for you to act in a humane way when you offer love, why are you being criticized?Today's education advocates "quality + personality, norm + innovation", why is it contrary to its practice?
Confucius said: "Those who promote the virtuous and wear them advance, and those who gather together are unworthy and the king retreats." Foolish brothers are unworthy, they cannot support each other to live together in life, and cannot caress you to mourn when they die.You died of depression, of your father's harshness.Alas!The teaching of the Chinese family is like this, why does the Chinese nation stand tall in the world?Shang Jun said: "Those who talk about the highest virtue are not in harmony with the vulgar, and those who achieve great success do not seek out the public." Therefore, there are sons who are very different, and others regard them as absurd and grotesque.How to plan the prosperity of education?

Brother Yu is deeply saddened by the death of his beloved brother.However, there are thousands of sons who are like this, why is it more sad?It's better to say: guide it according to the situation, choose the good and follow it.It is the responsibility of the educator.

Alas, my dear brother rest in peace.

score review
The article takes an example from the negative side, intending to sound the alarm for "family education": children's ability to "innovate and innovate" must not be stifled, and the development of "personality" and the cultivation of "quality" should not be mere empty talk.The descriptions of the two cases are specific and vivid, and lyrical in the narration;

the hands behind
(a candidate from Hunan Province)

I am a rural girl. I was naughty and often got into trouble since I was a child. I was called a "wild girl". Maybe my mother and I had debts in the previous life, and I was the biggest creditor of the mother in the previous life.

My mother is very hardworking. Although she only went to junior high school, she knows a lot more knowledge and principles than me. I grew up slowly in the proverbs and other principles of my mother. "An inch of time is worth an inch of gold, and an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time." This is what my mother often told me.My mother's callused hands supported my life. People in rural areas generally don't have any fixed income, and they can only earn money by raising pigs and farming.Maybe I have endured poverty, and I am quick to understand. From a very young age, under the calloused hands, I understood what is bitterness, what is hard work, and what is meant by studying hard.My mother's hands smoothed me to the threshold of elementary school, junior high school, and high school.

My mother's hands became thinner and thinner, but the cocoons grew thicker and thicker. I couldn't help but shed tears when I faced my mother's hands many times. My mother touched my forehead with her hands and said: " Baby, don't cry, mother didn't give you anything, mother only gave you this person, seeing you grow up, mother is already very happy, there is only one way out for children in the mountains, and that is to study, you just need to study hard You will be promising, you know?" I nodded, "Children in the city have teachers hired by their parents to teach them, and mother can't afford to hire them, and mother can't read many words. You can only get out of it by yourself. One way." I threw myself into my mother's arms and shouted in my heart: No, mother, I don't want any tutor, you are my best teacher.Tears blurred my vision again.

Now I am sitting in the examination room, looking out the window, the clear river is rushing by, in a trance, I feel that I have grown up, but my mother's hands are thin and old.Maybe the mother's hands in the distance are praying for me, and I can't disappoint her.

Maybe without my mother's education, I wouldn't be where I am today. What my mother's hands gave me is my whole life. Since I was a child, I have walked through spring, summer, autumn and winter after another under the guidance of those hands, and learned from those hands. One reason after another.My mother is my best teacher. What she gave me is better than everything in the world. She gave me life, and her hands gave me the direction of my life goals.

Mother, thank you, thank you for everything, I do not envy Mencius, his mother moved three times for him, my mother gave me more than anyone else.Mother, you don’t have to be afraid that my classmates will see your hands and hide them, because that is the testimony of you working hard for your children all your life, and it is the greatest pride in my life.

score review
The article uses the mother's "those hands" as the image to describe the mother's influence and education on herself, washes away the lead, does not need to be refined, and contains simple and passionate emotions in the plain narrative, expressing the true feelings of a rural child.

(End of this chapter)