Watching over the topic of the essay

In study, work or life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with the composition, right? Composition is a way of narrative in which people express in written form the relevant knowledge, experience and ideas stored in their memory. What kind of an essay can be called an excellent essay? The following is my carefully organized watchman topic essay, only for reference, let's take a look.

Watch topic essay 1

Culture is a concept with temperature.

Wooden heart said, history makes people awake, philosophy makes people firm. When a person has a certain understanding of literature, history and philosophy, when culture enters people's hearts, people will be able to calmly deal with the wind and rain that comes, with the temperature of the heart to adhere to the calm watch over the years.

Li Du Poetry, Han Liu Poetry, after the Lord's words, Dong Po words, Yi An words ...... Tang Poetry Song Lyrics is the essence of Chinese culture, in the Wooden Heart's "Memoirs of Literature" they are all flashing their own gem red light, a unique way. Poetry is culture, art, every word, every sentence is full of their own temperature. They know themselves cold and warm, so that their temperature becomes glossy and deep to be able to pass through the clouds of history, in the long years of the wind does not dissipate to retain the true, attracting the masters of the excavation and exploration.

Wooden Heart is such a watchful, watchful of his art, watchful of his culture. During the Cultural Revolution, twenty of his works were destroyed, and he was imprisoned, but he did not lose his literary heart. He snapped off sixty-six sheets of white paper from the paper on which he had written his explanatory materials, and kept composing and writing. He is the one who snowed heavily in the darkness!

Wooden heart said: literature is his faith, it is this faith to make him through the robbery.

So, even in New York, he spoke at length about his literary carnival, and also brought Chinese culture to the international stage. Mr. Chen Danqing recalled it thus, "Incredible in retrospect, what a luxury those times were!"

Culture has its power and life, touching the hearts of countless people with its temperature. And those who watch over it in the heart of the wind and waves are still calm, not noisy, not decadent. The only thing is that it's quiet, and it's there.

Watching, is also a concept with temperature.

Whether it's Bajin, who broke out of the storm in a canoe, breaking out of the shackles of his family, or Chen Yinke, who took history and culture as his beliefs, they were all maverick in their watchfulness and pursuit of their own culture. So what if they are criticized, so what if they are persecuted, even if the darkness fills the whole world, the light will come as expected. They will not give up their watchfulness, their faith.

Culture has an exuberant imagination, brilliant and lively. And the temperature of the watch will be everlasting, always lingering in the heart, keep the original heart, keep the roots of culture, loose roots will eventually bloom beautiful flowers.

Waiting to recognize the face of the east wind, all purple and red is always spring.

This is the temperature of the watch.

Tao Yuanming has a poem: "Even if the waves of the great changes, not good nor fear. I'm not afraid to do what I need to do, I don't have to worry about it anymore."

I think this poem can be used to describe Ji Xianlin, the "master of national education". He has survived the Cultural Revolution and is still defying old age. He is a man of great learning.

He held the attitude of Tao Yuanming's poem, not good, not afraid, not much thought, and walked forward. Even if the road ahead is even less straight and smooth, his eyes glittered with the shadow of wild lilies and wild roses.

Learning has no end, and the temperature of culture endlessly radiates its own light, which is the call that only the watchman can see.

Ji weaves in and out of culture, interconnecting and penetrating each other. That is true watchfulness.

Zhou Guoping said, "Watchmen religiously guard the spiritual garden in their hearts, in which they treasure the most basic spiritual values of life that they value, while vigilantly looking at the horizon ahead of humanity and watching the basic direction of human spiritual life."

Conservation, holding fast to the culture of the heart, stretching to pass on.

Hope, see hope, face all the wind and rain, still calmly.

The temperature of the watch is given by the culture, and the temperature of the culture is also given by a watchman's perseverance and endless, flowing in the soul, floating in the wind, in all latitude and longitude, weaving their own network, through the day and night, through the mountains and the study.

Waiting to recognize the face of the east wind, ten thousand purples and thousands of reds is always spring.

Watching the topic of essay 2

Watching the friendship Yingxiu Butterfly Yi, roll dye layers of thoughts, the wind fell fingertips, wisps of thoughts fluttering ...... that obsession in the summer passion has long since passed, I seem to have become a falling leaf, no one to watch, just waiting for the slow corrosion of the fall rain, loneliness and loneliness is just like a falling leaf fluttering. --I'm hurt without a sound. I miss those days that were once thrown away, but there is still a trace of warmth left. I refused to let go of the bitter search for you, where exactly are you? From time to time in the night sky under the watch, because the stars are our witness, the stars are strong, it does not cry, hold back tears and keep blinking to us smile, the stars are not afraid of loneliness, and companions separated by billions of light years of distance, still able to laugh and walk through every day. But you? Where are you hiding? Why not put out a ray of light for me to find you, why again and again with the darkness wrapped in their own? Do you still remember that there is still my figure in a place billions of light years away. I still watch over the fields, and the golden rapeseed flowers tell me that you are in the flowers, but why don't you come out to see me? Whether early to once each other's agreement to the back of the mind, still remember that time and time again in the field walking, playing in the flowers of the good times, I hope to evoke your memory, so that each other don't in the dream of searching for. Will still be in the open grass watch, longing for unity of the grass can give me your voice, listen to their laughter, they are blown by the wind hip-hop sound, is not our once? Why don't you want to get up to me, I'm waiting for you to embrace, why don't you want to come closer to me, in fact, I care about your departure. You - where on earth? I'll never give up, because I'm afraid of losing, afraid of being alone, come back okay? I'll wait for you, in this life, in the next. Until one day, the wind gently told me that you were right beside me, you looked at all this in silence, and you took it all in tears. But I didn't dare to turn around, so you were really beside me. I heard your dropout sobs and felt your gentle caress. Once I turned around, it was really you, - my friend, the temperature of embracing each other, each other can still feel; sad sighs, but also turned into a heckle; we have not seen for many years, sincere words can still continue. I watch, I look, I wait, because I believe you are on my side - this irreplaceable friendship!

Some people say that the butterfly is the essence of the flower, is the flower of the previous life of the immortal thoughts, to find the oath of this life. I think the flower is the butterfly's keeper. And the great rivers and mountains of the motherland is the watchman of the Chinese soul. Wujiang River, Xiang Yu Wujiang River water has lost its previous tranquility, at this moment is roaring in a low voice, like a clanging weapon. Liu Bang's army is approaching step by step, the sound of horses' hooves and the clash of weapons can be heard. Xiang Yu looked at the Wu River and let out a long sigh. Yu Ji lying beside him is beautiful, and her bleeding neck is like a red rose. The Wujiang River is in tears, the elders and fathers of Jiangdong are in tears, and the heart of the king is also in tears. The king would rather die than live, and died with a bang. "Powerful as a mountain, he is strong as a world, but when the time is unfavorable, his piebald will not pass away. Zhui does not pass away, but what can be done, Yu Ruoxi Yu Ruoxi, what can be done?" This is what the king left behind before he died. The Wujiang River is still watching over Xiang Yu, the king of the world, and his magnificent words. (B) Xishan, Bing society's turmoil contrasts sharply with the calm on Bing's face. Ah Bing leaned on a small bamboo stick and wore sunglasses to walk in the then stormy, wolfish earthly world. Came to Mount Xishan, Bing stopped, blind but heart is not dead, breathing the fresh air of Mount Xishan, Bing sat down, sitting on a small stone bench in the mountains, will be full of vicissitudes of the erhu from the back off, intoxicated in the "Two Springs Reflecting the Moon" line of clouds and water, the ethereal and secluded mood. Xishan is also intoxicated ...... Bing is gone, Xishan is still there. Xishan is watching, watching the lonely Bing, watching the "Two Springs Reflecting the Moon". (C) the Yellow River, Li Bai Li Bai, dressed in white, stood by the Yellow River, chanting the verse "The waters of the Yellow River come from the sky, and flow to the sea never return", drinking the jade syrup, recalling his disillusionment with the imperial court, shouting, "Can you make me break my eyebrows and bend my back to the nobility and make me happy! " Facing the rushing Yellow River, he wrote down the words "I was born to be useful, a thousand pieces of gold are scattered and come back again". Legend has it that Li Bai formally wrote the famous Li Taibai Anthology at this time. Nine curves of the Yellow River witnessed the poet Li Bai, witnessed how Li Bai, who "draws a sword to break the water and raises a cup to dispel his sorrows", "breaks the waves with the long wind and will sometimes, and sails to the sea with the clouds". The Yellow River is on watch, watching over Li Bai, who is a "chu maniac".

The dark underground, not a trace of light, but there are five children radiating the light of hope.

"Xiaojie and Ya Nan have ...... Zihao, you can not also go ah!" Although Siyu could not see Zihao's face, he was able to feel the fragility of his life. Ya Nan and Xiao Jie fell asleep, I'm afraid, will never open their eyes again. Here, only Zi Hao and Yiran have been trying hard to accompany her, but, after the aftershock just now, sister Yiran slept through it, while Zi Hao, just now, used his own body to protect little Siyu.

No one responded to SiYu. Little Siyu trembled and put her hand up, and in between there was constant rain dripping down. That rain water dripped onto Si Yu's face, she stroked her face with her hand, some water adhered to her hand, she then put her hand under her nose and sniffed, it was the smell of blood! Si Yu froze. It was Zi Hao's blood...... "Cough......cough......cough...... "A violent cough came from above, and Si Yu said with some surprise: "Zihao, you're awake?" "Well ...... well ...... don't worry, I have a big life, I can't die ......" he tried to pretend to be normal as he was talking but felt some difficulty in breathing. "You really are so stupid! Why are you protecting me?" Siyu chided, tears gushing out uncontrollably. "Just ...... even if I ...... I didn't protect you, I ...... would have been smashed to death`... ... "Zi Hao laughed feebly, "Just before the aftershock I fumbled a small bottle of water, you ...... you drink it." The words fell, and awkwardly handed the water bottle to Si Yu underneath him. "You drink first!" Si Yu handed the water bottle up, tilting it a little, trying to be able to make the mouth of the bottle touch Zi Hao's mouth. "Drink ...... drink it, it's so sweet ......" Zi Hao trembled, where he could not bear to drink the only water that he had exchanged his life for. Si Yu nodded with satisfaction, another aftershock, he unconsciously fell asleep. Si Yu, must live well, you are the last hope, must go out. Zi Hao thought darkly, he would fall asleep at any time as well, the pain spurred him on, he must not sleep! Zi Hao put his finger into his mouth and used his last strength to bite through it, the blood couldn't stop flowing, then, he put his finger down again until that blood flowed into Siyu's mouth, only then did he knowingly close his eyes ...... During the summer vacation when he got his high school acceptance letter, the joy he got from being accepted into a certain university, his future, his everything Everything was perpetuated by the girl who would live on in his place.

"Siyu, Siyu ......" a faint voice called out to Siyu, forcing her to wake up from her dream. "Sister ......" she rubbed her eyes, but there was still "rain" dripping down. "If ...... if I can't walk out, please ...... help me give this to my parents ...... in my next life, I must still be their daughter ...... "Yi Ran handed a braid to Si Yu with difficulty. "Sister! Sister you are not allowed to go, I forbid you to go!" Si Yu almost shouted out, she did not want ...... to lose another friend, she will be lonely ...... "Silly sister, I said the ...... worst idea ...... No matter what ...... I will insist ...... on sticking it out to the end ...... "Yi Ran issued a weak voice, she felt the death is approaching. There is still "rain" dripping into the mouth, Si Yu subconsciously licked, panicked and moved away. ...... is blood ...... She hurriedly touched Zi Hao above, but it was a face without temperature. Si Yu again put her hand to the bottom of his nose, and could no longer feel any breath ...... "Zi Hao ...... Zi Hao why did you break your promise! You said, you promised me to walk out alive, why at this moment but ...... "Si Yu heart fell empty empty, are gone ...... only left me... ...

"Excuse me, is there anyone inside?" The outer layer of the earth, a thick voice called out. "There ...... "Siyu and Yi Ran answered at the same time, why, at the last moment, Zi Hao is gone? ...... "Wah children wait a little longer, I will definitely bring you right out! How many people are inside?" This is the familiar voice of Instructor Li. "Originally there are five ...... but three people have been ......" Si Yu did not say any more, just turned his eyes to Zi Hao above, in order to protect their own a top manhood ! I will get out alive, I, Siyu, will definitely watch over tomorrow with sister Yiran! Tomorrow's sun will radiate a dazzling light for us, and that light is a hint to us, to be brave and live!