Fourth grade history composition article11937 August 28th, cloudy. Early in the morning, Shanghai North Station was blocked by Japanese troops with live ammunition. People who had no choice but to flee flooded into Shanghai South Railway Station. The waiting hall of the South Railway Station was suddenly crowded with people. People are anxious and scared, and you push and shove. Mom and dad held hands with Zhongyang, who was only three years old, and stood in this crowded crowd. When everyone is anxiously waiting for the train to enter the station, they don't know that the danger is approaching them step by step. ...
"Boo-hoo-",the amazing voice once again issued a death warrant-like wail, followed by the sound of Japanese bombers hovering over the railway station. I don't know who shouted in the crowd: "The Japanese are coming, run!" The shout was so terrible that all the people in the waiting room rushed to the exit desperately. Crying, shouting, cursing and shouting are intertwined, which is a mess. At this moment, Japanese bombers have dropped dozens of bombs from the air. Only heard a loud bang, and the railway station collapsed instantly. In this do or die, Zhongyang was pushed to the track by his parents ... Yang Yang was saved, but his parents were crushed under the rubble. Frightened, Zhongyang looked at the ruins of his parents, at the tragic scene of bloody and scattered rubble, and at the wounds on his body. He couldn't help crying because of sadness, fear, helplessness and pain. One minute, ten minutes, one hour, two hours … Zhongyang has been crying because he doesn't know what else to do but cry. At this time, he was sent to the orphanage by the kind people who came to help. There, he met many children who had the same experience as him. They all planted the seeds of hatred in their hearts, and they vowed to drive the Japanese who killed their father and mother out of China!
Later, Zhongyang was adopted by a progressive writer. Under the guidance of the writer, he learned a lot of knowledge and the truth of resisting Japan and saving the country. When Zhongyang was four years old, he asked the user to change his name to "everyday". In the year of victory against occupation, I just turned twelve every day. The writer asked him to change his original name day by day in memory of his biological parents. But day after day, I made up my mind to say to the writer, "No, I don't want to change my name back to' Zhongyang'. I want to change my name to' Peace' because everyone wants peace!"
The picture reading composition in the textbook requires that the above photo is the real scene taken by the Japanese invaders when they bombed Shanghai South Railway Station on August 28th. 1937. Look at the photos carefully and think about why the child is crying. Where are his parents? What could have happened then? What is the future fate of this lonely child? Contact the people and scenes in the photo and write down what you see and think. The content should be specific, the sentences should be fluent and express your true feelings.
China has a long history, but who can tell? China has magnificent rivers and mountains, who can see all the scenery! Change the dynasty, literati, wits and courage; Big rivers, misty rain, small bridges, flowing water, enjoying the romantic scenery. Ancient poetry is their best proof.
The evolution of ancient poetry marks historical changes-four words, five words, seven words, and even today's articles are all caused by historical changes in different periods.
I was not interested in ancient poetry, but later I changed my mind. Why? It turns out that there are so many historical events and beautiful scenery of the motherland in ancient poems!
"Qian Hai Shi Hua": Kyushu is furious, and it is sad to study it with a thousand horses. I advise God to cheer up and not stick to certain norms to belittle more people. Looking at Dongting Lake in the distance: the lake and the moon set each other off, there is no wind on the pool surface, and the mirror is not worn. Look at the Dongting landscape. There is a green snail in the silver plate. After reading these two poems, I was not only moved by the true feelings of Gong Zizhen, the author of Shanghai Miscellaneous Poems, but also attracted by the wonders in Wang Dongting.
The teacher told us that there is a limit to writing poems, such as this song "Wind": three autumn leaves can bloom in February. Scraping the river surface can set off several huge waves in thousands of feet, and blowing bamboo can make tens of thousands of poles tilt. There is no word "wind" in the poem, but the characteristics of wind are written, which is a very high realm.
How rich is the culture of the motherland, and how many mysteries are there in the poem? No one can say for sure. Let us know the history and appreciate the beautiful scenery in the poem!
A solemn museum is a memory and respect for history. Once, it was just a memory in my mind on TV. Perhaps, if I didn't take the initiative to visit Shanghai Songjiang Museum, I never thought about turning my fantasy into reality. I'm glad I'm here.
As it happens, the gate of the museum is being renovated. Looking at this huge project, you can imagine its future grandeur. As soon as you enter the door, the wide and bright exhibition hall makes people shine. The first thing that catches your eye is the impressive Chinese characters of Liusha Shenbao, which makes people feel solemn. After walking up the stairs and briefly introducing the museum, the shapes of bronzes, porcelain and circular places have become a beautiful landscape. Stop and look, the original design seems to see the hard work and sweat of the ancient working people, and it is also the crystallization of wisdom. Going forward, the glittering and translucent jade is presented in front of us, finely carved, which makes people feel pity and moved. The admiration for the ancient working people surged in my heart again and again like waves. I saw the calligraphy and painting in the corner, standing quietly in front of the window, tasting it carefully, and feeling rough. At the end of the corridor, there are pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the table. You can imagine how well they are handled by the wise. I ended my trip to the museum with satisfaction. This trip not only broadened my horizons, but also deepened my understanding of history and really felt the flavor of the museum.
Chernyshevski once said, "The road of history is not the sidewalk of Neva Street, but walking completely in the fields, sometimes through the dust, sometimes through the mud, sometimes through the swamp, and sometimes through the jungle. Museums are traces of history, full of traces of years and historical progress. We look up at the rainbow in the snow and long for the dawn in the dark. In the materialistic world, you should always look at it, live in the present and don't forget the past.
Speaking of the history of our family, it is really a long time.
After dinner, I took the old and new genealogy from my grandfather and studied it. Dad said that the new one was "repaired" when he was a teenager, and the old one was difficult to verify. This is handed down by grandpa's grandpa's grandpa ... for generations. It is no exaggeration to say that it is an antique. The paper on it has long been yellowed and worn, but the handwriting is still faintly visible, recording the long history of our Lao Dai family for hundreds of years. While listening to grandpa and dad talking about the past, while turning over the genealogy, I found that most of them are men's names, and women's names, if any, are just surnames. Dad said that this should be influenced by the feudal thought that men were superior to women in ancient times. Hey! Who is this? Turned out to be a revolutionary soldier who participated in the New Fourth Army in War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression. He was appointed as the company commander, but unfortunately he died in the end. Later, it was found that many people attended War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression. Listen to grandpa, our Lao Dai family also had a champion! I am proud that I am a descendant of this family.
Having said that, it's time to talk about our family style and family motto! Grandparents hope that we will always remember: hard work to get rich, hard work to keep the house! It is worth mentioning that the genealogy records that our ancestors were from Shangyu, Zhejiang. Now, although my grandfather lives in Jiangsu, my father has returned to Zhejiang. I was born in Hangzhou, and we have returned to the place where our ancestors lived. Mom said that Dad had come back to "trace the source", haha. ...
"The book ceremony inherits the first ambition, and the article is solid." This is the generation word agreed by our ancestors, and it is also a bit of Chinese history and culture. I hope that our generation, our descendants, can continue to inherit and continue these excellent historical cultures.
The fifth article of the fourth grade history composition is a fiasco. What is a fiasco? Students who like to watch competitive sports often know that the NBA often encounters a game in which the team is turned over by the opponent. Especially the Los Angeles Lakers, star Kobe Bryant, is now the highest level player in the NBA.
However, in this arena, no team can lose a game, and no team can always lose and never win. We can often see a team fail because it loses its fighting spirit.
In fact, there are many stories of fiasco in our history. During the Three Kingdoms period, Cao Cao ordered the governors to be invincible in the north. As a result, Cao Cao was eager to try, thinking that he could easily win the south. Unexpectedly, the alliance between Liu Bei and Sun Quan defeated the powerful Cao Jun with fewer soldiers in Chibi. This is Battle of Red Cliffs in history. This classic war of defeating the strong with the weak has to be said to be Cao Cao's fiasco. In ancient Europe, there was a very famous figure-Alexander the Great. He fought in Europe and almost laid down half the world. Who knows that in his later years, he lost a bitter war and finally suffered a fiasco.
There are many famous stories of fiasco in history. These fiasco stories tell us that no one in this world can remain strong forever, and only by accumulating energy can we create a certain period of glory.
I've always been curious: why do apes walk with both hands and feet, while humans only walk with their feet?
Later, I learned several stories by reading books and looking up information.
There is a story that once upon a time, there was a big fire that burned all the big trees and small trees, so the apes had to live on the ground. Because I lived on the ground later, I walked with my feet.
There is a saying that apes used to eat small animals raw, but on the day of the fire, they ate roasted animal meat and found it tasted better. Later, they gradually changed to barbecue.
The third story is a bit funny. It says: "Because the ape's tail is used for jumping, they can't jump naturally without trees, so the ape's tail has disappeared since then."
Another story goes like this: One day, after a heavy rain, the apes built a big straw house to shelter them from the wind and rain, so we lived in the house later.
History has a long history, and history and future are mysterious. There are many stories and explanations behind every question. Seeing the above story, my doubts are slowly solved.
I also want to know-will the sun explode when the earth originated? If the sun explodes and the earth can't survive, where can we escape? Is it to escape to another planet?