College entrance examination full score composition classification Daquan

Chapter 85 Leave it for tomorrow (2)
Tomorrow's me is purely in the future tense. I don't want to be famous and leave a bad name for thousands of years. I dare to say big things. My thoughts today can reflect a meter of sunshine. At a certain moment in the future, someone's response is enough.

What is left for tomorrow is my arrogance, my stubbornness, and my sincerity.Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves, grasp the rope of time carefully, everything is in time, love in time, flying in time, expectations and low back in time.Color the mood, a jumping heart, there is still your phantom on the stage of the Ming Dynasty, and there will be a circle of you on a certain page of tomorrow's book, but why don't you walk around chicly and say something, leave it for tomorrow , even if there is nothing.People are so incredible, I also want to long to be the number one heroine of the eternal story, but I will calmly face the inevitability left to tomorrow.

Tomorrow is a wise man, a referee, and I will give you and me some points in the "Personnel Book"; maybe what I leave for tomorrow is just a smile that comes and goes in a hurry.

score review
Personalized language, lively style of writing, pleasant flow of consciousness, unrestrained atmosphere, the full text is full of emotion and has a strong appeal, the choice of words and sentences is ingenious, free and easy in addition to ridicule, the writing is refined and refined in one go, easy to communicate with Readers have reached a consensus, and it is indeed a masterpiece in the examination room.

wonderful words
Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves, grasp the rope of time carefully, everything is in time, love in time, flying in time, expectations and low back in time.

leave it for tomorrow
(Candidate No. [-] in Tianjin)

"Which boy does not fall in love, which girl does not cherish spring."

When the second year of high school was about to end, she and I were unfortunately told by the old man Goethe that we were "in love" very much, and "love spring" in a mess.

The "red line" is literature, and the tabloid of the school's literature club published my article and her poems together. We are both members of the club, and we had a deep impression when we commented on each other's works.Her poems are pure and hazy, while my prose is passionate and unrestrained. After a period of "discussion" and "collision", I finally have the feeling that I like her a little bit.I was very introverted and timid, and I didn't dare to go to her classroom to solve the hope of autumn water, so I waited for the weekly literary club activities like long grass.

I found that she also seemed to have a good impression of me.There are more than 20 "literateurs" in the literary club, more than half of whom are talented women, but she just sits next to me and smiles at me from time to time.

So I often ignored the teacher's witty words about lotus, and talked to her about "blue sky, yellow flower land, westerly wind, north geese flying south", about "at the end of the sky, where is the fragrant hill", about "poetic dwelling", She talked about "The Reed of Thought"; she and I talked about Tagore, Whitman, Gu Cheng, and Bei Dao.Talking and talking, I feel sorry for each other, and other "community members" often joked and played during the break, but she and I always "respected each other as guests".I've heard seasoned adults say it's a sign of being "good."

I really fell in love with her, we didn't say anything, but we had a tacit understanding.

Some people will laugh at or accuse me: How dare you fall in love at a young age.In fact, I have always opposed the term "puppy love".Lin Daiyu and "Brother Bao" were only in their teens when they fell in love with each other; Cui Cui was a little older when she had a good impression of the second old Nuo Song, and she was only a little over 14 years old; Juliet and Romeo were absolutely "puppy love", One is 14 years old and the other is 17 years old; Werther, who is troubled by love, is originally a "teenager".These are all eternal swan songs, why do they become heinous crimes when they come to me?What's more, we only talk about literature, we have never talked about "love", and we will not hold hands, feed meals in broad daylight like those low-quality classmates, let alone kiss secretly (even without thinking about it).She and I are both very pure young people, good students with a high spiritual realm.If we have to be accused of "puppy love", then we are nothing more than Platonic "spiritual love".

It's the third year of high school, the literature club is suspended, and it's rare for me to meet her again (our school is very big).Sending E-mail has become the main way for us to "spiritually fall in love".Once, I boldly wrote hot "love words" in a letter, and it took me a long time to receive her reply.

"I have always regarded you as my best classmate and a reliable brother. If there is a destiny, please save it for tomorrow! Okay?"

I know she is more rational than me.If it is as she predicted, my tomorrow, no, it is me and her tomorrow must be an oak tree or a kapok bathed in sunshine and spring rain.

Waiting for tomorrow, with sincerity and sweat.

score review
Candidates have the courage to break through the restricted area of ​​composition in the college entrance examination, and their spirit is commendable.Since ancient times, "boys love" and "girls cherish spring" have been the common mentality of boys and girls in high school, and they are also "forbidden areas" in college entrance examination composition.Candidates were able to use humorous language and detailed psychological descriptions to describe how "I" and "she" dealt with this relationship tactfully and rationally, leaving the "fate" to tomorrow.It not only expresses the inner thoughts, but also conforms to the meaning of the title.In addition, the proper use of ancient poems also adds a lot to the article.

leave it for tomorrow
(Candidate No. [-] in Tianjin)

Before dawn, this shore—

At this moment, it was so quiet, the sky and the earth were clear, with flowing light and floating shadows on the horizon.The child on my shoulder spreads his arms in the morning wind, as if about to fly.

"There," I looked along the child's fingertips, and at the end of the sea there was a faint sky-blue light flowing, "That is the other shore we are going to. Before we leave, what do you have for tomorrow?"

tomorrow?The day that never comes?We spend our whole life chasing the wings of time, but its wings will never stay for us.Well, then, leave the dream to tomorrow.And today, I will start my new journey, marching towards the sky blue shore.For our dream tomorrow, let it sleep well tonight. In the dream, the plain piano, the moon, and the piccolo sing the wind.

"You don't take your dreams with you?" the child asked me.

I smiled. It is true that people have dreams, but people cannot live only by dreams, just like birds cannot rely on the wind to maintain their lives, even though the wind can support the wings of birds to fly high; just like fish cannot rely on water alone. Live, even out of water, fish can't breathe.

Also, I will also cherish the nostalgia for this shore and the pain of parting, and leave it for tomorrow.

Indeed, parting is a painful process, but it cannot be avoided, just as spring cannot refuse the prosperity and fall, and autumn cannot refuse the falling leaves-parting is an inevitable.So no matter how much reluctance or reluctance, we still have to leave, because what awaits us ahead, and what the dawn shows is a brand new future.

And, also, yesterday's happiness, today's slight sadness, tears, smiles, everything, I will leave it for tomorrow.Even if the other side of the sea I want to cross is far away, even if there will be raging winds and huge waves during the journey.As long as I still believe in tomorrow, as long as I remember that I have given so much goodness to tomorrow, I can smile with confidence—waiting for the dawn in the storm.

"Then what have you left for yourself?"

I?What I leave behind is my expectation for tomorrow and a backbone that will not be bent by difficulties!

This sea lies between this shore and the other shore.

The child on my shoulder is silent, the clear sky is silent, and the blue waves are silent.

In silence, I asked:

"Son, why do you want to go on the road with me?"

"Because I am tomorrow - the day to come..."

score review
Exquisite conception, novelty and uniqueness are the biggest characteristics of this article.Candidates present the theme through a question and answer between a mother and child. The form is unique, the beginning and the end are harmonious, and it has a warm atmosphere of life.The characters and the inner world of the characters in the text are also vivid and vivid.In addition, candidates are good at using metaphors and various rhetorical techniques, which effectively add emotional color to the language and improve the quality of the article.

I will hold hands with you tomorrow
(Candidate No. [-] in Tianjin)

When I took the letter you entrusted your sister to send, I decided: I will use the most beautiful lotus leaf in the lotus pond at the head of the village to wrap your love with me, tie it with a red silk thread, and keep it temporarily for us. In my heart, wait until a suitable tomorrow, and we will open it together.

You must ask why.So, please allow me to tell you: In this world where everything can be done quickly, I really dare not say love lightly. We don’t have so much energy and capital to fulfill those heavy promises. People in the village send us out, no Without expectations, they are watching what kind of new world we will bring back tomorrow.

I feel more and more time flies by. This youth seems to be a wet towel. When I twist it lightly, there is not much left.If you just immerse yourself in the world of two people, you will definitely miss many more valuable things. What's more, "people must live, and love can be attached."In fact, it’s not that I turn a blind eye to your affection. I still remember that winter, in the snowy alley, you held up an oil-paper umbrella for me, and the smile that covered your mouth was like a shy little boy, so real and innocent. How can I forget?

It was the summer vacation last year, so I entrusted your sister to pick up the package from me again. The young lady said that you just had a new hairstyle, and I am sorry to let me see it. Thinking of your awkward look, I secretly smiled .

At the prom of the graduation ceremony, you held my hand and asked me to wait for you, protect myself, and... I promise you all of these.My promise to you is "tomorrow", because "tomorrow" is not as far away and empty as the future, it is waiting outside your door.After seeing more of those bubble-like loves, I still appreciate the emotional coordinates established in Shu Ting's poems that have influenced two generations: "The wind blows my long hair, and I am your lily in the shower." I prefer the implicit and deep emotional atmosphere conveyed in "The Book of Songs": "Qingqing Zijin, my heart is leisurely, but for the sake of the king, I have pondered it so far."

I keep all the photos you sent back. Under the blue sky, you are wearing a blue military uniform and standing next to the plane. Your tall and straight body adds a bit of heroism.You said you were going to be conducting test flight drills soon.I am silently happy for you in a different place, and wish you can fly higher and farther.This blessing is full of my deep love, and it also entrusts my lifelong attachment.

Please don't blame me.Leave love to tomorrow, just don't want to see it fall off at the most beautiful moment like fireworks blooming in the night sky, and then we can only use this fleeting magnificence to commemorate the eternity we can't get and dare not ask for.

Leaving love for tomorrow is to go further with you. When I see all the scenery, I want you to accompany me to watch the long stream of water.

score review
"Leave the love for tomorrow", what kind of deep love is this? The implicit statement does not hinder the expression of strong emotions. Confessions of love go above and beyond.

(End of this chapter)