1. Requesting an essay on the topic of "What to Recover"
Recovering Freedom In my dream, there is a huge space where the sky is not static. It changes into the color I set for it at any time; rainbows occasionally appear unexpectedly in the south; the white walls are graffiti left by me on a whim; without wings, I can fly with the wind...that is exclusive to me A world where I can do whatever I want.
"Why are you dazed? The midterm exam is coming soon. Why don't you review quickly? You are so careless." My mother suddenly roared to disperse my thoughts. When I came back to my senses, where is the sky? Where is the rainbow? There are only homework books and test questions in front of me.
Under the dim light, the test paper in my hand looked even more pale. Alas, scholars lose their freedom for the sake of learning.
Recently, in order to "prepare" for the mid-term exam, review materials have been "smashed" down on us, but we are struggling in the sea of ??questions. Even on the weekends, I was busy with homework and couldn't get away.
Mathematics, Chinese, English...how come the simple word FREE is so easy to write, but seems so difficult to do. Finally, I was "detonated" by a difficult math problem and rushed out of the door with a swipe of my pen.
Standing at the entrance of the snack bar, I have three skewers of meat in my left hand and two cones in my right hand, the long-lost delicacies. I think, this is freedom! When I was passing by a crossroad, I saw a young man handing out leaflets. As I took the leaflets, I wondered why such an old man was handing out leaflets on the roadside instead of looking for a job. Driven by curiosity, I blurted out.
At this time, I suddenly saw the man's bitter smile: "If you don't study well, where can you find a good job and do what you want to do?" I felt like I was missing something. "I used to feel that studying was too restrictive, but now I can't help myself..." I continued walking on the street, recalling the man's sigh in my ears. If you don't read good books, you can only do it "without help." Handing out flyers on the street? While I was thinking about it, I suddenly felt a strange feeling in my stomach. Oops, I ate too much ice cream. I really shouldn’t forget the “scientific diet” I learned before.
When I got home, I was confused. How can I get the most coveted freedom? This seems so difficult. We will struggle in the busy study and cry out for freedom, hoping that one day we can abandon study and pursue freedom.
However, if we lose knowledge, it is difficult to ensure that freedom will not exclude us. Maybe learning is also a key, the key to the door of freedom.
Go and forge that key! Then confidently call for freedom. 2. An essay on the topic of "What have I found?"
I have found friendship. Daisaku Ikeda of Japan once said: "The pillars of friendship are respect and dependence, the honesty of friends who never betray, and The courage to break through suffering together for a lofty ideal."
I had a profound and unforgettable experience with this famous motto. I have a good friend, her name is: "Tan Jiayi".
She is 15 years old and is my good friend. She lives in the suburbs. She has a tall, thin figure, and although her appearance is not pretty, she is also slim and polite.
On that thin melon face, there are two cute dimples, which are also set off a pair of black, double-lidded Xing'er eyes. Above Xing'er's eyes, there is a pair of slender eyebrows. . As long as you smile slightly, you can see two cute dimples blooming at the corners of your mouth, as beautiful as flowers.
I remember one time, Sister Jiayi came to my home in the suburbs. Because it was the first time she saw some novel things, Sister Jiayi looked around with curious eyes and kept asking me about the uses of some things. and methods. I got a little impatient and shouted angrily: "Are you annoyed? Don't you have these things in your farm?" The next morning, I took Sister Jiayi to a birthday party held by my classmates. Party, at the birthday party, Sister Jiayi was laughed at by her classmates because she knew nothing, and I was also laughing at her.
In the afternoon, we went to school to swim. Because the classmates thought she was tall, they poured water on Sister Jiayi. Unexpectedly, the water got louder and louder, causing Sister Jiayi to lean against the wall. She accidentally hit her head on the corner of the wall, which hurt her so much. She cried, but we were still laughing and saying loudly that it was so fun, so fun.
That night, Sister Jiayi and I slept together. In the middle of the night, I was woken up by the sound of crying. My mother came in and asked kindly: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Sister Jiayi replied Said: "No. I miss the farm!" "Oh, go to sleep, it's just for two days."
After my mother finished speaking, she walked back to the room. I fell asleep again.
The next morning, my mother asked me if I had bullied Sister Jiayi and if I had done something to hurt her self-esteem. I thought for a while and recounted what happened in the two days. After my mother listened, she criticized and educated me. At this time, Sister Jiayi came over and said to my mother: "Aunt Ming, don't blame Yin Yin. ! It’s my fault and my ignorance for making you worry!” I finished.
He took my hand and said, "Let's go play." At this time, I felt really uncomfortable.
That morning, Sister Jiayi was leaving, and I said to her: "I'm sorry, not only have I made you sad these past few days, but I have also made you unable to feel happy in my house." After that, I I gave her a small gift of my friendship wrapped in exquisite wrapping paper.
After hearing this, she said: "I should say sorry to you. I have troubled you these past few days. Please remember to come to my farm as a guest. I welcome you!" We all cried, and that's it. Our friendship has become even deeper! At this time, I understood: Friendship requires loyalty to sow seeds, enthusiasm to instill, principles to cultivate, and understanding to care. Just like that, I got my friendship back! ====================== I have regained my confidence. I am like a colorful butterfly emerging from its cocoon, fluttering in the sea of ??confident flowers, surrounded by the fragrance of flowers and grass. Fresh.
Confidence is cheering for me, shouting for me, and it will always accompany me to the end of the world! Life is like a winding road, you need to face countless difficulties and setbacks, and you will eventually reach the end of the road. But if you have the confidence and courage and learn to try boldly, then you will have a very exciting and interesting life path.
"Oh! My God!" The paper for the first unit of English in the first semester of fifth grade was handed out. I was so shocked that I couldn't believe my eyes: 35 points, but "ranked last in the class" one". This turned out to be... my English score! Alas, it’s no wonder, who called me a new student? ! Less than a month after I arrived, English was not taken seriously in my original school. At that time, I couldn’t even write the 26 letters “A, B, C, D…” silently.
After I transferred to the new school, I was dumbfounded when I saw the English book. How could this be called English? It was clearly the "Book of Heaven"! Seeing my English scores, I almost despaired and lost confidence in myself. When I got home from school that evening, I lay on my bed and cried bitterly. I had no intention of doing my homework.
I read, read, and learn English every day, but I only got so few scores. My heart seemed to be entangled in a bundle of threads. I couldn't figure it out no matter how hard I thought, and I almost collapsed.
At this time, I was like a bird that had lost its direction, wandering in the rain and fog. Outside the window, a few stars were sparsely scattered in the sky, twinkling and twinkling, as if they were sympathizing with my experience, and also seemed to be winking and smiling at me.
Look, even the stars are better than me, they can live carefree, how are they like me, a loser.
In the evening, my father came back and saw my eyes, which were red and swollen from crying, and my English test paper, and he immediately understood everything. He didn't say a word, left me a note, and went about his own business.
I looked at the note, and there were four sentences written on it: No matter how long the rainy days are, there should be sunny days; it is not the mountains in front of you that make you tired, but the shoes in your shoes. A grain of sand; no one can devalue you except yourself; giving up on yourself is your own worst enemy. After reading it, I didn't understand it, but I just vaguely knew that only by perseverance and diligent study can we achieve success.
So, I made a plan for myself: listen carefully in class, ask questions after class if you don’t understand, go home and review the previous lessons and preview the next lesson. In this way, I insist on learning English every day.
In a blink of an eye, another exam came, and hard work paid off. My English score was 83 points, but compared with other students, there was still some gap. I continue to work hard according to the goals I set.
When the final exam came, I performed to the best of my ability and scored 91 points in English, which is an A. Since then, my English score has never been lower than 90 points throughout fifth grade.
After the baptism of the rainy season and the influence of the flower season, I am sure that the familiar feeling is really confidence. I finally found the friend who was rejected by me thousands of miles away - confidence! In the last English test in fifth grade, to my surprise, I got a perfect score of 100! 100 points, it was earned by me staying up late every night, and it was earned by my hard work and sweat. Now I finally understand what my father meant: Dang. 3. An essay with the theme of "What to get back"
Get back confidence "Confidence is the cornerstone of success." People said. "Confidence can help people succeed." Teacher Lu Qin said. "I don't know if there is self-confidence." Will I win, but I know that if I don’t have confidence, I will definitely lose! “When I was in elementary school, my grades were always among the best, and I was highly praised by my teachers. During my six years in elementary school, I was always deeply proud... With the footsteps of autumn, I entered middle school, and everything in elementary school has undergone earth-shaking changes. Middle school life made me breathless. There was a mountain of homework. After finishing this homework, another subject came over again; English vocabulary Thousands and hundreds of students, like amnesia, forgetting what they read morning and night; self-study in the morning and evening, black circles under my eyes every day... Junior high school is like a fingerless mountain, weighing me down without any strength, and at the same time having to be at the mercy of others. , "walking dead" every day. I became more and more disgusted with the study life in middle school and began to escape from him. During class, I was not listening at all, sleeping, sleeping, sleeping, and my grades plummeted. I failed in the exam. I became more and more disgusted with it day by day, and I began to realize The flame in my heart went out, and my heart became cold. I thought about things all day long and indulged in games... Until one day, a person changed me. That day, I didn't go to school. I was wandering along the winding path in the countryside, looking melancholy at the distant river. At this time, an old man over seventy years old was working. He seemed to see through my mind. Sure enough, the old man shook his hand to me, and I talked to him. When we came to a piece of withered grass, the surrounding weeds were almost dead, and it looked desolate. At this time, the old man moved away the big stone that was pressing down on the withered grass. I was surprised to see, oh! It was a touch of bright green. I felt very surprised. The old man said solemnly: "Look, the grass around you is all dead. Only that patch of grass is pressed down by the big rocks, but it is still growing. Although they are bent under the pressure, they are still growing." My waist is still strong, don’t you think? So, it’s the same as a human being!” Since then, I have regained my confidence and embarked on the journey of life. Life needs goals, and only with goals can there be struggle and success. Only through struggle can you have a sense of fulfillment. An essay about self-confidence. To be fulfilled, you must be confident. Life is not smooth sailing and will never have waves. It is a journey full of hardships, twists and turns, challenges and setbacks. When a new day comes again When you are busy, do you fixate yourself on being busy? When the sun rises, do you believe in every ray of sunshine? People who have goals and self-confidence can still feel the warmth of the sun and smell the colorful aura of life even when they are busy, because only self-confidence can experience the connotation of life. A person's life is unique and solemn. This uniqueness Life, do you make it brilliant or dim? Since it is an accidental trip to the next life, watching flowers bloom and fall, sunrise and sunset, trying the warmth and warmth of human relationships, and the risks of the world, then the young mind can only use practical actions to prove that his life is brilliant. Because of his confidence, he feels that life is wonderful! Of course, a confident person does not mean that everything goes as she wishes, but that she opens a skylight in her soul and lets the sunlight drift in from the window. Even on rainy days, she has learned to create the sun, and that sun is Have confidence in yourself. In a city full of talents, although I am ordinary, I am not insignificant. Although the reality is cruel, I have confidence and fighting spirit. Even if I have to travel through thousands of mountains and rivers and go through a bumpy journey, I I also strive for everything in marriage with a confident attitude; even if there are storms ahead, flash floods and tigers are coming, I will not hesitate and persevere to strive for the top. Because self-confidence is with me on the road, I am full of confidence. 4. Write a narrative essay with the title of "Retrieval",
I have always been quite confident in myself. When I was in elementary school, my grades were very good. I was always among the best and was highly praised by my teachers. During my five years of primary school, I have always been very confident.
With the footsteps of autumn, I entered junior high school and entered a larger competitive circle. Middle school life has abandoned childhood and innocence and begun a long "learning mileage."
When I first entered junior high school, my academic performance was above average. At this time, my parents were a little disappointed with me. In class, I didn't listen well and didn't do my homework well. I just played computer games all day long, and my grades plummeted. After failing in the exams and getting further and further behind in the rankings, I began to realize the bleakness of life and the boredom of middle school life. I just repeat it all day long, go to class, take exams, and do homework. Now I have no confidence in the exam. I have passed more than 30 exams. I go home and sign for my parents. I am extremely sad when I am criticized by my parents. I have no confidence anymore. Every time When the exam came, I didn't have the same sense of anticipation as before, but instead felt a little disgusted.
Until one day, I went for a walk in the park to relieve the loss in my heart.
At this time, an old man over seventy years old was exercising on the lawn. He seemed to see through my mind. He waved his hand to me and took me to a patch of withered grass, surrounded by grass. They were all dead and looked very desolate. At this time, the old man moved away a big stone that was pressing on the withered grass. Ah, that's a flash of green. The old man said to me: "Look, the grass around you is dead. Only that patch of grass is pressed down by the big rocks, but it is still growing. Although they are bent down by the pressure, they are still strong. Do you think it is?" No? So, it’s the same as being a human being!”
The old man’s words penetrated into my heart, and I relaxed my stiff brows. I smiled from the bottom of my heart. From that moment on, , I regained my confidence. I devoted myself wholeheartedly to studying and working hard. I tried to make progress little by little and read some books when I had time. Hard work pays off, my grades improved little by little. I still immersed myself in studying, because there will always be that touch of green in my heart, which made me regain my confidence...
It will always be in my heart. Save a touch of green! Move towards success with confidence! 5. A 600-word essay on the topic of "What to Recover"
Recovering Confidence
People who lack self-confidence are like lost lambs, confused and helpless; like birds with broken wings, It’s hard to fly into the sky anymore. I used to be like this, but because of that tree, I regained my confidence.
Entering the gate of junior high school, the number of courses increases and the pressure of study increases day by day. Another failure in the exam put me into a cold cellar. The cloud of failure hung over my head, and the remaining confidence was ruthlessly taken away. In this spring season, I can't feel any warmth. Over the weekend, I decided to go for a walk in the park and try to relax.
I was walking aimlessly in the park. Suddenly, a young voice sounded: "Dad, look at that tree." I looked up and it turned out that it was a father and daughter taking a walk. Looking in the direction of the little girl's finger, I was shocked by what I saw. In the crevice not far away, there is a tall tree growing tall and majestic. I know it. I saw it about eight or nine years ago, when it was just a weak sapling. Later I thought it wouldn't live long, but I didn't expect it to be so majestic and solemn now. A breeze blew by, and thousands of green leaves swayed, making it look magnificent. The little girl said: "This is really a miracle. What caused this miracle?" Listening, I fell into deep thought. "It's confidence!" the little girl's father exclaimed in admiration. "Look, it has grown into such a towering tree without the moisture of soil, sufficient sunshine and abundant rain. Isn't it exactly self-confidence?" < /p>
The rich voice of the girl’s father woke me up from my deep thoughts. Yes, in such a harsh environment, it is still vigorous and upright, isn't it just because of its confidence? Aren’t the green leaves and thick branches the fruits of its victory in this war of confidence?
Suddenly I found that the dark clouds hanging over my head gradually receded, replaced by a piece of sunshine shining on me. I looked at the tree silently, fascinated. Life is not always smooth sailing, and you will always have to go through hardships, but as long as you have confidence, you will definitely succeed. I feel my confidence is back.
Confidence is the running water when sailing, the beacon in the darkness, and the reliance when you are helpless. Thanks to that tree for letting me regain my confidence. 6. Take "Recovering Childhood" as the title of the essay
"Recovering Childhood" My childhood was peaceful and simple, simple and happy. Nothing earth-shattering has happened to me. In my heart, there is no complexity in the adult world.
I am like a small boat, anchored in my grandma’s arms, watching her smile with satisfaction like a crescent moon, and feeling her silver hair blowing on my face like a breeze. The fields near my grandma’s house are engraved with my curious footprints everywhere, and beside the river in the distance, my cheerful laughter is hidden in the wild flowers. The clear water in the river flows calmly into the distance, day after day, never looking back. Suddenly one day, the colorful balloons of childhood were blown away by the wind. I chased and chased until I was exhausted, but could no longer reach the string of the balloon. I cried and walked back, helplessly letting the childhood balloon fly away with the wind. It took me a long time to understand that the balloon of childhood was blown away by time, and like the clear river water, it was gone forever. My ship can no longer be docked in my grandma’s arms. My heart is full of sentimentality and nostalgia. I am not willing to let my childhood slip away like this. I want to find it back. I asked my grandma how I could get my childhood back. Grandma's silver hair trembled helplessly, unable to give me an answer. I felt a little more confused and lost the direction of finding my childhood. But the simple and beautiful joy of childhood gave me courage to continue searching. I spend more time playing with my younger brothers and sisters. Carefreeness is still their patent, and I just feel more and more out of place when I get involved in it. Childhood games did not allow me to regain my childhood. I went to find my childhood best friend, and we still laughed happily together, but the content of the conversation was not the same topic as in the past. My childhood friends didn’t let me get my childhood back. I opened the photos of my childhood and recalled the beautiful past, but the memories made me more melancholy and made me feel the distance from my childhood. The memories of my childhood did not allow me to regain my childhood. I was a little discouraged. Could it be that I really couldn’t get my childhood back? One day, I returned to my grandma's house again, and it was the familiar fields and flowing river again. I sat on the bank of the river and watched the river go away quietly. The blue sky was speechless and silently tolerated all my moods. I stood up and walked to a piece of grass. At this time, a colorful butterfly broke into my sight. It was so beautiful that I couldn't wait to get it. I ran after it and finally caught it when we were both tired. I was tired, holding the butterfly and lying on the grass desperately, my heart full of contented joy. Lying on my pillow against the gentle flowing water, listening to the faint chirping of birds, and breathing the purest and natural air, I suddenly remembered that when I was a child, my brother used to catch butterflies for me like this. All of a sudden, all the beautiful childhood memories came to my mind, but they were still like butterflies at this moment, lying quietly in my palm, letting me play with them and savor them. I carefully flipped through the childhood memories in my mind, and my heart was filled with the simple and beautiful joy of childhood. Only then did I suddenly realize that my childhood has not gone far. It is the most beautiful scenery hidden in my heart. As long as I can look at the world again with the innocent and curious eyes of my childhood, I can find my childhood and the unique happy mood of my childhood. My world suddenly opened up. My eyes are no longer stuck on yesterday, but firmly fixed on the future. I am sure that I have regained my true childhood. 7. A 600-word essay on the topic of "What to Recover"
Recovering self-confidence. People who lack self-confidence are like lost lambs, confused and helpless; like birds with broken wings, they can no longer fly into the sky.
I used to be like this, but because of that tree, I regained my confidence. Entering the gate of junior high school, the number of courses increases and the pressure of study increases day by day.
Another exam failure pushed me into an ice cellar. The cloud of failure hung over my head, and the remaining confidence was ruthlessly taken away. In this spring season, I can't feel any warmth.
At the weekend, I decided to go for a walk in the park and try to relax. I was walking aimlessly in the park.
Suddenly, a young voice sounded: "Dad, look at that tree." I raised my head and it turned out that it was a father and daughter taking a walk.
Looking in the direction of the little girl’s finger, I was shocked by the sight in front of me. In the crevice not far away, there is a tall tree growing tall and majestic.
I know it. About eight or nine years ago, I saw it. At that time, it was just a weak sapling. Later I thought it wouldn't live long, but I didn't expect it to be so majestic and solemn now.
A breeze blew by, and thousands of green leaves swayed, making it look magnificent. The little girl said: "This is really a miracle. What caused this miracle?" Listening, I fell into deep thought.
"It's confidence!" The little girl's father exclaimed, "Look, it has grown into such a towering tree without the moisture of the soil, sufficient sunshine and abundant rain. It's not right. Are you confident?" The rich voice of the girl's father woke me up from my thoughts. Yes, in such a harsh environment, it is still vigorous and upright, isn't it just because of its confidence? Aren't the green leaves and thick branches the fruits of its victory in this war of confidence? Suddenly, I found that the dark clouds hanging over my head gradually receded, replaced by a patch of sunshine shining on me.
I looked at the tree silently, fascinated. Life is not always smooth sailing, and you will always have to go through hardships, but as long as you have confidence, you will definitely succeed.
I feel my confidence is back. Faith is the running water when sailing, the beacon in the darkness, and the reliance when you are helpless.
Thanks to that tree for letting me regain my confidence.