1 it rained heavily, as if another round of time had passed.
Without an umbrella, that warm heart needs no false cover. The campus is crowded with people who are eager to see the new class! The person who has no choice but to quit the crowd is probably a frustrated classmate! I pretended to be calm.
Forget it, let's enjoy the scenery and don't get lost in the crowd.
Water droplets gather into a pile of water. Yuhua dances in the spinning bubbles. Gee, the wet ground just now can actually reflect my reflection!
I leaned against the railing, thinking about the past, a little lost and a little confused. I still remember the quiet campus that summer, except for the singing of birds, only the charm of lotus flowers in the pond remained. The nib rustles, rustles, and everything goes without saying. Inevitably, the senior high school entrance examination was the first priority at that time! I often go home with starlight, and the sparse and faint starlight seems to say to me, come on, come on. Happiness is accompanied by pain, ups and downs.
Later, it was already a year later. What a similar scene: after the exam, I looked blank and almost missed the intensive class, but I was equally confident. Maybe one or two failures are just a rehearsal for success. Besides, what should I do if I fail before the college entrance examination?
Let's go and see the new class this year. Oh, good science class! I think you are really a slow student. If you enter the intensive class so early now, I don't know how hard and passive it will be! It's better to stay in the ordinary class of Grade Two, so that you can play beautifully the next year!
The rain is also tired. It's time to have a rest. Bubble is silent, I don't know if there is any embarrassment-should I laugh or cry happily? That's really enough. It lost most of its golden beans. Maybe I'm regretting my decision to switch to liberal arts six months ago, but I'm back now. The challenge of science is to let Yu Huaer inform you.
Walking in the campus, a fresh wind blew head-on, carrying my dreams and joy after my struggle.
Like dew, rain and wind after a long drought, like a sweet dream, fly and fly to an illusory utopia.
Mr. Wang Guowei has a quip: all scenery is sentimental. Yes, September, when Jingui is fragrant, ushered in the opportunities and challenges of the new school year, which has a unique taste. In retrospect, everyone studied very hard. This is spelling!
Where is the source of our life? I asked a friend who talked about Darwin's theory of evolution backwards until he talked about microorganisms. I listened patiently. After he finished, I smiled and said, your answer is right, but in my feeling, in my heart, the source of our life is our mother. He smiled knowingly.
None of us boys will know the hardships of pregnancy in October, let alone the pain of mother's delivery. Although I have heard many vivid descriptions from others, I still can't really understand them.
Last year, I watched an entertainment program to let guests feel the pain of childbirth with the help of professional instruments. When the instrument applied a force of 100 unit, the burly male guest was sweating with pain. But the mother has to bear at least 500 units of force when giving birth to a child, which is the most painful thing in human physiology in medicine, and we can't imagine it at all.
Next month is my birthday. A friend suggested holding a birthday party for me, but I politely declined. Because I know that my birthday is my mother's Good Friday, when I think that my dearest mother once suffered the greatest pain in the world for giving birth to me, how can I be interested in celebrating? I will silently send my mother a bunch of yellow carnations and a deep hug.
My mother is the most beautiful, greatest, strongest and gentlest in my mind. From the first day I went to primary school, my mother helped me pack my schoolbag, clothes, shoelaces ... and sent me home to school. "Remember to drink plenty of water" and "Be sure to look left and right when crossing the road" ... I have been nagging almost every day for more than eight years. And whenever I come home, my mother's smile and hug will come as scheduled: "My man is back" and "How was your day?" .
In order to help me improve my interest in learning and master the learning methods, my mother always reads the books by herself first, and then gradually releases them until she helps me develop the habit of independent learning. She is too busy with her work. She must have put a lot of effort into it.
In order to let me recite some extra-curricular ancient poems, she set an example by memorizing them herself so as to communicate with me; In order to let me study with peace of mind, she gave up all kinds of work and entertainment over the years and stayed at home almost every night. She said that when children are young, the company of mothers is irreplaceable. My mother will also tell me about her happiness and troubles in work and communication, and listen to my opinions carefully. She always said I was her best friend. ...
I remember that trip to Inner Mongolia, it was too far from Ordos to Xingtai, and the long-distance bus was rickety. When I came back, I took the bus 12 hours. Because I was young, I played crazy all day and fell asleep in the car. In order to make me sleep more comfortably, my mother cocked her legs and let me rest on them. This pillow is for one night. Afraid of waking me up, she was reluctant to let go of her legs. My mother supported my sleeping position with her arms and legs and stayed up all night. Later I heard from her that she knew what sciatica was like for the first time.
My mother's love for me, those warm bits and pieces, those selfless efforts and efforts ... thousands of words are hard to say.
Maternal love is like a mountain. Even if it seems as light as a feather to others, in my eyes, as long as it is related to maternal love, it will be as heavy as Mount Tai.
Comments: This paper tells our own understanding of maternal love with specific examples, and also lets us know the greatness of maternal love. With such love, we should know how to cherish and be grateful.
The world is so big, all the people, and I am one of them. In society, it is essential to get along with people. However, with the progress of science and technology and the perfection of various ways and means, the relationship between people is becoming more and more complicated like mud. Doubt, hurt, this water sometimes goes bad. This makes me feel colder. But he was ordinary that day, but he made me taste the fragrance of his life and shocked my heart.
It was last Saturday night, and I rushed to the book building early to buy books. I don't have much pocket money, so I managed to save four subway dollars. When I went back, I only had two dollars left. It was already nine o'clock in the evening, and I hurried into the subway station. The airflow in the station made me shiver with cold. I ran to the ticket office and felt in my pocket. I broke out in a cold sweat. There is only a note from Zhang Yiyuan! The coin is lost! I fumbled several times, but I still couldn't find it. I'm as anxious as a cat on hot bricks, and I'm still blowing air conditioning. I stood there at a loss and said, "Little friend, have you lost your money?" ! Let me help you! "A loud cry pulled me back.
He is a policeman, in his early twenties, with a flat head and his cheeks flushed with cold. He is looking at me with bright eyes, and I feel as if there is a strong heat flow from his eyes, melting the cold in my heart. I turned to look at the policewoman just now, but she tilted her head to one side and turned red.
He approached. "Thank you so much, Uncle!" I smiled. Oh, that's all right. It's so late. I have to help anyway, haha. "He took me to the ticket office, asked for a ticket and watched me pass the ticket gate of the subway. I turned around and shouted, "Thank you, I really-"He smiled, "It's all right! "I just turned my head. After a few steps, I only felt a warm current surging in my heart, which was very fragrant.
Yes, there are countless lives in this world. She, he and I are ordinary members. But his caring greetings and warm friendliness made me feel the warmth and fragrance of his life, which was different from others' indifference. Therefore, although his flower of life is ordinary and open, he is great. The significance is that he gives love and kindness to others selflessly, and he has the real fragrance of life.
I can't forget him, the man with a fragrant soul.
It was very cold that day, and it was snowing heavily outside, but we had a nervous fever outside the delivery room. At this time, while waiting anxiously, waves of baby crying broke this depressed atmosphere and swaggered into our hearts. This is a happy song brought to me by my brother.
At home, my brother's task is to eat happily, cry loudly and sleep deeply. I looked at him and couldn't help loving him and making him happy. When my brother reached the age of babbling, he saw his big eyes open and gesticulating chubby little hands in the air. Suddenly spit out the word "elder sister", I suddenly have a kind of unspeakable happiness. My brother's voice is calling me, which is a happy song in my heart.
Oh, time has passed, and my brother will be 4 years old in the blink of an eye. At this time, he is really a bit like me! Look, a pair of big eyes seem to squeeze out water, and a pair of big earlobes are hanging under the small ears. It is really cute. I smiled, from my heart. Who knows, he also grinned, and his mouth was full of teeth. Brother, you must not know that your smile is so lovely and pure. My brother's smile is another happy song in my heart.
My brother went to kindergarten and he learned the first song? Only mom is good in the world? . He changed his singing to me. He clapped his hands and sang, "My sister is the only one in the world …" I listened, and this childish voice actually made me cry. Those are tears of relief, and my brother's song is a happy song in my heart.
Everything I get along with my brother is happy. Dude, you know what? You are the happiest song in my heart!
Today, the weather is sunny and sunny. It's a beautiful day.
Our family is going to the amusement park today. We came to the amusement park, ah! There are so many children in it! I looked around curiously. It turns out that there are bumper cars, merry-go-rounds and small trains in the amusement park ... children like to play best.
My sister and I searched a lot and decided to play with a small plane. My sister and I each chose a plane. We just got on the bus for a while when we heard the sound of "ding," I heard from the administrator that it was a take-off bell. Ah, it's flying. I sang as I stepped on it: "I am a small plane. I want to fly very high ... Hey, how did it fall? " Ah, "so it's time.
We went to play in a small water boat again, haha ... it was so fun. Some small fish are swimming around in the clear water. It's so cute. We also swim around in the water like small fish.
My sister and I came to the bumper car park again. We got on a blue bumper car together. Here we go. I control the steering wheel. Suddenly, someone hit me three times. I flew into a rage and prepared to fight back. Who knows, he hit me again. I am really angry this time! I stepped on the accelerator and rushed at him. He was really panting when I chased him. I couldn't help laughing when I saw his embarrassed appearance.
We also bought a sweet cotton candy and went home happily. What a happy day!
Life is like four seasons, from prosperity to decline, and I don't know how much love to cherish in life. This kind of love is our dependence, this kind of love is our motivation, but we don't know how to cherish this kind of love, which hurts the people who love us the most. When I wake up, life will come in winter, and it is already late. Why don't we know how to repay kindness and gratitude in spring?
That day, the snow was so white, and with the joy of a new day, I walked out of the house excitedly. It's a snowy world outside. The cold wind keeps roaring, flying all over the sky like snow goose feathers, hitting my face. It's cool, and I begin to make the sound of "Luo Ji". I struggled in the cold wind. I only heard my father's voice, "Daughter, wait for my father for a while." I don't want it. I am very reluctant. Dad ran to me and wrapped me in his coat. "It's cold!" I broke free. "I don't have to." "I am so embarrassed." "Shame?" "Why is it bad to have a father?" I am speechless. Dad was silent, too Dad is obviously a little sad. I also know that what I just said hurt my father.
Later, I saw this scene on the road. A child is walking with his father. The father put on a coat for his son to protect him from the wind and snow. The son also asked with concern, "Dad? Are you cold? " Dad replied, "no, it's not cold."
My father said to me affectionately, "You were like this when you were a child, but now you are grown up." Father sighed. I learned something. When the wind blew again, I hid in my father's arms. My father began to tell me about my childhood. Although I don't remember anything, I nodded my head.
Along the way, the snow fell in my hands, very cold, as cold as my heart. A feeling of guilt that I have never felt before flows through my heart. I can't be calm for a long time.
Not only since when did I find it snowing outside. The ground is covered with a thin layer of snow, and you can't find it without looking carefully. Slowly, it snowed a little harder, and it was obvious that a small white ball was falling from the sky. The snow on the ground has added many new partners.
Later, it snowed harder and harder, and when you went outside, you felt the cold wind blowing towards you. The cold wind with the coolness of snow makes people tremble. I am thinking in my heart that it is better not to come out with such heavy snow!
All the scenery has turned white. If you look at it suddenly, you will feel the snow and ice zone in the fairy tale. Trees, roofs, roads ... everywhere is white.
Although this snowfall is artificial, the snow makes people forget all this and indulge in this beautiful snow scene.
You walk from side to side, and when you look back, you will be surprised to find a string of footprints behind you. ...
Eight flowers float by, and the summer is safe. Sophora japonica fell all over the ground, and Iraqis cried two lines.
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Six-year-old seedlings
A trace of Xia Feng blew, and the sounds of insects gathered together. Cicadas in summer are still singing elegies endlessly, and sadness has enveloped their hearts.
I looked at the saplings in front of me, still standing in the hot summer. I squatted down and let the leaves touch my hair, just like the person who took me to plant this sapling touched my head in a pet way.
That man and I planted this sapling together. She smiled and said to me, "saplings can also grow into big trees!" " "I pulled her skirt and looked up at her suspiciously. She squatted down with a smile in her eyes and said, "Let's make a bet and see if it's like I said." She held out her little finger, hooked my little finger and shook it all her life.
However, why did that person disappear? Can it really grow up?
Nine-year-old deciduous leaves
A magpie crossed the blue sky, and the sound of its flapping wings broke the peace of summer.
The saplings planted at the age of six have grown a lot. I sat on the lawn, leaning against the tree, smelling the faint smell of grass and expressing my thoughts.
I said to the tree in dismay, I don't want to draw any more. Painting is so difficult, it's not fun at all.
The tree listened quietly, Xia Feng blew, and the leaves swooped down, as if that man had told me when I was a child. If you have troubles, just calm down and listen to your inner voice.
I closed my eyes quietly, and there was silence around me.
I heard you! I heard my heart say:
You can.
Twelve Shu Da
I went back to that tree, the locust tree that silently supported me and accompanied me. Sophora japonica flowers are everywhere under the tree, and the breeze blows intoxicating fragrance.
I sat under the tree as before. I draw very well. The first painting is this pagoda tree.
I have been here every summer since that man disappeared. Now I, like the sapling six years ago, have grown up.
Growing up, this tree is in my heart, and it is another self. Since it is not afraid of wind, sun and thunderstorm, I will be able to overcome all kinds of difficulties and setbacks and thrive like it.
I looked up at the summer sky, because that person said, if you miss someone, look up at the sky, so that tears won't flow out. In the blue sky, I saw that man's smile, so bright and warm.
Once the pain, will not pass by because of time, but will be deeply hidden in the bottom of my heart and will never be forgotten.
Do you know the person who once wanted to bet with me that he would watch Sophora japonica grow up together, the person who suddenly disappeared, and the person I will never forget? Your granddaughter misses you very much.
Flowers float by and pick up summer safely.
The ninth article of the eighth grade composition "the lake is full of moonlight, and there is no windless mirror on the pool surface." Looking at Dongting Lake, there are green snails in the silver plate. " Whenever I recite this poem, I will be intoxicated by the beauty revealed between the lines. "Spring eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves to be soft." Surrounded by water, people's hearts are full of quiet and comfortable complex.
The ancients liked water, and so do modern people.
How beautiful the water is. From the fingertips, what is left is gentle, clean and moist. Zhao Wanli wrote: "The boundless and boundless sea water, like a giant when it fluctuates, is as gentle and deep as a girl when it is calm." However, how many people are really in love the water? Water glides through your fingertips. Who will really cherish that kind of gentle feeling and gentle moisture?
How important water is. With it, this blue planet is formed. With it, the whole world has the breath of life. With it, our world has become full of vitality. With it, we have beautiful mountains and clear streams, blue oceans … we have everything. If there were no water on the earth, Mother Earth would not give birth to our offspring from generation to generation.
The survival and development of human beings are also inseparable from water. Because we have to drink water every day, food growth can not be separated from water, and industrial production can not be separated from water.
Water is also the "air conditioner" of nature. In the hot summer, when people feel unbearable heat, if only it could rain! Walking by the sea, the sea breeze blows gently, sweeping away the hot and irritable mood; When the cold winter comes, the seawater continuously transfers the stored heat to the surrounding land ... all these are the functions of water.
How precious and scarce water is. According to incomplete statistics, China wastes more than 6543.8 billion cubic meters of water every year. In a word, what a magnificent river it is. How can this huge number not be shocking? According to the estimation of hydrogeologists, the total water resources of the earth is about 654.38+38 billion cubic kilometers, of which 97.5% is seawater. Fresh water accounts for only 2.5%, mostly polar ice and snow glaciers and groundwater, and only 0.0 1% is suitable for human enjoyment. After 1950s, with the rapid growth of global population and the rapid development of industry, water pollution has become a serious problem, and a lot of industrial wastewater stinks. What a terrible thing! The deterioration of ecosystem and the destruction of biodiversity caused by water crisis will also seriously threaten human survival.
March 22nd is World Water Day. Every year on this day, all countries in the world will publicize that everyone should cherish water resources and protect the water of life. In fact, not only every day of this life, we should cherish every drop of water and cherish the water of life with practical actions. Living things need water, and life can't live without water. That little water will be used up sooner or later. In addition, people waste water resources so recklessly in their lives. When washing your hands, don't turn off the tap when soaping for temporary convenience; When you brush your teeth and wash your face, let the water flow nonstop ... in some people's eyes, how "normal" it is.
I believe everyone has seen such a public service advertisement: there is a faucet on the TV screen, which is dripping with difficulty. The dripping speed became slower and slower, and finally the water was used up. Then a pair of eyes appeared on the picture, and a tear flowed out from it. Followed by this sentence: "If human beings don't cherish water, then the last drop of water we can see will be our own tears."
I want to tell you: "We can't live without water. Once there is no water, there is no life. Cherishing water means cherishing life. Only when everyone cherishes water can human society be endless; Only when someone cherishes life can human beings have a happy and beautiful home.
The ancients often said that "drinking water is thinking of the source", and now water saving also needs thinking of the source, and each of us needs to establish the consciousness of water saving. Start from the source of consciousness, instead of perfunctory water-saving anniversary activities for one or two days every year.
May everyone become a drop of water that nourishes human civilization.