『壹』 新疆乌鲁木齐历年语文中考文言文，和作文题目，是什么
唐雎不辱使命。陋室铭/出师表/岳阳楼记
『贰』 新疆乌鲁木齐中考英语满分作文大全
The first time to open the language book, a picture attracted my attention, it is a clumsy figure, is difficult to climb the high railway platform. So I started reading the article, it is Zhu Ziqing's "back".
Just as I want to review your lessons, "squeak" a glottal open, Dad came gently, hands holding the cup, heat slowly steaming. "Dad, why don't you just knock on the door, I'm really," I complained to him. "I, I pour you a cup of water, for fear that you are thirsty." Then, he put down his glass and turned to leave, the figure in the light of the siege, some deja vu. "Back" read again, but do not quite understand the meaning behind the "shadow", the teacher in the classroom explanation let me understand: the father of Zhu Ziqing in order not to let the son suffer rather difficult to climb across the railway platform to buy oranges, it is affectionate son. I think Zhu Ziqing is too artificial, wept two times as a father figure. But I do not know, one day I will shed tears for the back.
One winter night, cold wind whistling, few pedestrians on the road, lonely and desolate. The leaves falling from the trees, and hit a twist, hasn't been back to the roots will be wind blowing Not the least trace was found. I was sitting on the bus, bumping into the station. Only to see the street under a figure, wearing thin clothes, in the cold wind Joseph crouch, breathe out white gas like a wisp of smoke and turned into a butterfly and flies away. Next I familiar with "little donkey". I do not know why, two lines of tears down the corner of the eye, flowing into the mouth, salty but warm. I'm standing in the dark, he found me. I ran to him with my hands on it. "Dad!" sitting on the electric car, I hug my father's waist, but found that he had already been cold wind cold. "Dad, how do you wear so little?" "Oh, you're in a hurry, afraid of missing your car.". No matter, I'm not cold." A word to my heart a fever. Car through street, the former indomitable spirit back when it has become no longer straight? Tears again, overflowing eyes, and couldn't resist, wet my father's clothes. Flow, let me warm tears to bring a little warmth to my father.
In the language of the book, the picture still attracts me. Read the "background", I finally understand that love, hiding in the deep in the back. Picture of the father's hard back, Dad lights under the back, different from the back, but also full of deep feeling. Read the "background", I finally understand Zhu Ziqing is unable to restrain the emotions of tears. Read "back", I grow up. "Squeak" sound, the door opened again I quietly walked in the room and Dad, holding a cup of hot tea, steamy, warm my father and...