1 He, a pair of magical eyes with single eyelids and double eyelids, a pair of weather-beaten big hands, two feet that walk like stepping on hot wheels, wearing handsome work clothes every day. This is our family's "carving master"-Yan Dad.
Every time I see the majestic "leader" on my desk, I will think of that day. Dad picked out an unremarkable deformed piece of wood with two tentacles from a pile of wood and said, "This piece of wood may be made into a sheep!" " "Standing by, I can't connect this piece of wood with the sheep at all. I saw my father pick up a meat cleaver and start to work. He stared at the piece of wood with rapt attention and waved his meat cleaver. After a while, a general shape was presented to me. " Okay, okay. "I clap your hands in amazement.
Needless to say, the next step is to elaborate! Dad changed a meat cleaver, which is obviously thinner than the original one. At this time, my father stared at the eyes as big as two bells, carving bit by bit, grinding with sand skin for a while, and blowing with his mouth close to the wood for a while, as if time was imprisoned at this moment. A work of art is about to be born in dad's hand.
After several nights of slow work, a heroic, strong and commanding "leader" came to life under his father's rough and magical hands. Dad put it on my desk, hoping that I can become a "leader" in my class. I looked at this incomparable "leader" as if I saw him running and playing with a large flock of sheep on the grassland ... Dad, please rest assured that my daughter will not live up to your expectations!
This is the great sculptor in my father's daughter's mind. If you want a beautiful work of art, please come to my house and order it. Cheap and elegant!
In ordinary life, caring is indispensable. Caring is the greeting of others when you are injured. Caring is the encouragement of your classmates when you fail in the exam. Caring is your mother's warm words after you come home every night. ......
I remember one time, we went out to play, and I was in a bad mood that day. I don't know what happened. I sat in bed after dinner at the hotel that night and wanted to sleep. My mother asked me what was wrong, and I said I didn't know, so my mother took me to the hospital because it rained heavily that day and there was water all over the street. So when I arrived, my mother was basically soaked. After the doctor examined me, he said I just had a fever. The doctor prescribed medicine for me, because my aunt was a doctor and he happened to go with us, so we took the medicine back to the hotel. After arriving at the hotel, my aunt brought me water from the book, and my mother went to change clothes. I woke up the next morning and found the needle pulled out. Of course, this needle must have been pulled by my aunt.
But I couldn't find them, so I called my mother on my mobile phone and got the news about it. My father and mother said that my mother had a bad cold. I didn't know my mother was so cold until I went to the hospital yesterday. Care is everywhere, let's pass it on together!
My dream, shining with colorful light, spreads its wings and flies where it wants to go. Every time I hear this beautiful melody and beautiful lyrics, I will think that as long as I work hard towards my ideal, I will succeed.
Music is a way for human beings to express their feelings, and it is also another "language" for human beings. It can communicate the feelings between people and let people learn to understand the world from another channel. Beautiful music not only brings great pleasure to life, makes people happy and healthy, but also cultivates people's sentiments. My ideal is also related to music, that is, to be a pianist like Beethoven. When I was seven years old, I had my own electronic organ. I was happy to sign up for a piano class. Since learning the piano, it has enriched my life and promoted my physical and mental health, which is probably one of my reasons. Perhaps, some people think it's good to be a pianist. But I will stick to my ideal, and I will not change or give up. The Italian poet Dante has a famous saying: "Go your own way and let others talk!"
My ideal is to be a pianist. The second reason is that I like music since I was a child. I often see and hear famous pianists playing on TV. How flexible and free their fingers are on the keys when they play, dancing like a beautiful goddess, which is extremely charming! The music played is like the tide from the strong wind, crashing, crashing, rising and falling. Whenever there is a piano playing, I am fascinated by it. It's like entering a music world.
Life needs career, career needs motivation, and ideal needs dedication. Childhood dreams always give people a simple feeling, but it is precisely because of this simplicity that you will have greater confidence and perseverance to realize it. I believe that the dream of becoming a pianist has begun to sprout in my heart, and it will surely bear rich fruits in autumn.
The sixth grade composition is April and September 1, an exciting day. On this day, I will enter the sixth grade. And on this day, my mood is so excited for the first time! So excited! I ... I actually became the monitor!
I am an introverted girl who is not good at management. Although my grades are not bad, I dare not even think about the position of monitor. However, just today, I became the monitor!
The moment the teacher read my name, I froze. Maybe I was too happy to move. I didn't listen to a word the teacher said below. At that moment, I felt as if my heart was going to stop beating!
After being happy for a while, I began to worry: how should I take on the responsibility of the monitor? What should I do? How to be a good monitor? Many questions ripple in my mind, and many anxieties float from my heart. Don't! These are not problems! Since the teacher chose me as the monitor, I must be a good monitor. I will live up to my teacher's expectations!
When I become a monitor, I will study harder than before, attend classes more than before, and the correct rate of homework is higher. There are schools to prevent bad accidents such as violation of discipline. Don't be too arrogant, but also be confident. We should be good at words, organization and expression, and learn that "small things do not violate principles, and big things do not mess up." We should also be good at innovating in class work and mobilizing everyone's enthusiasm. Only in this way can I become an example to my classmates; Only by doing this can I be qualified as a monitor. So, from now on, I will redouble my efforts to be a good monitor!
Every day when you pass by the flower beds in the yard, you will always find that the flower beds are full of weeds, and the Chinese rose flowers hide shyly in the grass. The original vibrant flower bed became a "grass altar", so I had the idea of pulling weeds with my mother. On Sunday night, my mother and I came to the flower bed in the yard to pull weeds.
I saw the weeds in the flower bed grow thickly dotted and varied, as high as flutes. My mother told me that there are many weeds in the flower bed, which will compete with the flowers for nutrition. As soon as I caught the weeds, I pulled them up like hell. When my mother saw them, she immediately stopped me and said, "I wonder if you can help me pull up the grass like this!" " Then she taught me how to pull weeds quickly and conveniently.
I did it according to my mother's method. First, I loosened the soil around the weeds with a shovel, then I grabbed the grass and shook it back and forth for a while. In this way, I pulled up the grass with a gentle pull, but there was not much soil on the grass roots. Mother watched, smiled approvingly and nodded with satisfaction.
A breeze blew, and the flowers seemed to nod and thank us. I look at these blooming flowers and my heart is sweeter than honey.
Nowadays, with the rapid development of society, people's hearts are getting bottomless with the changes of society. Psychological counselor is an important and indispensable profession, sometimes even more important than a doctor, which may endanger a person's life. Psychology is often the most important. Whether a person succeeds or fails or the concept of life and death is the ultimate master. Psychological counselor is a great and glorious career.
First, explain why I want to be a risky career. I have been familiar with myself since I was a child, not the kind of person who is very inconsiderate of other people's feelings. In extreme cases, I usually calm down first, find out the root of the problem, and then persuade, which is also an essential point for psychological counselors. As the saying goes, "doctors don't cure themselves." To be a psychological counselor, you must have a strong psychology first. A good counselor is so strong that no one can beat him. For example, the whole world blames him, and he can overcome such difficulties. In fact, nothing is difficult in the world, nothing is impossible to a willing mind. The whole world is accusing you, but look up at the sky again. Did it accuse you? Did you bow your head in protest? So when you encounter difficulties, don't think about how to escape. How to escape? That thing still exists. You have to do it anyway. It's better to say to yourself at the beginning, "Come on, I can do it well." In this way, even if you don't do well, your mentality is still good, and the world can't beat you. Therefore, your own mentality is also very important.
Think about Robinson, why he lived in a deserted place for 20 years, not only by his excellent survival skills, but also by his invincible psychology. If he drifts to the island, he has enough food and fresh water, but he can't live for so long without strong psychology. The benefits of psychology are not only these, but also: 1. First of all, I think studying psychology can play a great role in interpersonal communication. You can infer some people's psychology through their language and behavior, so as to understand their needs or taboos, which can make it easy for others to associate with you and achieve the goal of good interpersonal relationship. This is a bit utilitarian, but it is really needed in today's society. Secondly, I think studying psychology is also helpful to me. When you meet other people's excessive behavior or language, others may not understand it, but because you know why he said and did it, you will feel relieved on the basis of understanding, so that you will not be angry, which is good for your health. Finally, I think psychology is helpful to many subjects, especially economics. Because most business competitions are psychological tactics, if you can know yourself and know yourself, you will win every battle ~
Disadvantages: After studying, many people will like chatting with you, and then they will feel more relaxed after chatting with you, because you can solve their psychological problems rationally and emotionally. However, if you can't handle the emotional "garbage" thrown at you by others, you will also have some negative emotions or passive feelings for a long time. Because it is always in this environment, it is easy to be assimilated. I have a sister who used to be a psychiatrist. Later, because of too much emotional pressure, I finally resigned. For a time, she was always unhappy and unhappy. Therefore, we must learn to solve these other people's emotional problems and never add money to ourselves.
Psychology is a hot and important profession. Learn psychology well, benefit others and benefit themselves.
Sixth grade composition 7165438+1October 6th is a crisp autumn day. It was very lively as soon as I entered the classroom, and every classmate's face was filled with excitement. Do you want to know why? Haha, because we are going to have an autumn outing in Chimelong Happy World today!
Sitting in the car, laughing all the way, everyone talking and laughing, discussing all kinds of interesting places in Changlong.
As soon as I entered the door, I could vaguely hear the screams of excitement coming from inside. We can't help looking forward to the fun to come. Fortunately, as soon as we got there, we broke up immediately.
As we walked, we began to point to the map in Wu's hand. Some said to play here first, some said to play there first, and some said to find a place to fill their stomachs first ... We discussed it for a long time and decided to come first-
Hurricane flying chair
In order to play more projects, we rushed to the waiting area of the hurricane flying chair. As soon as we entered the long corridor, we froze. What a long queue! There are probably hundreds of people waiting in line! Fortunately, many things happen, and as the number of people entering the stadium gradually decreases again and again, it will soon be our turn. We found empty seats, locked safety measures, grabbed handrails and waited for excitement. The flying chair began to move gradually, moving forward slowly, slowly … faster and faster until it really "flew". I "flew" in the air, and my face was a little scared, not quite what I expected. At this speed … ah, whatever, the safety measures of Chimelong won't be very bad … Suddenly I felt my ankle, looked down and my shoelaces flew against the wind. I saw it. I'm a little worried. Can even my shoes fly down? -_ #
Storm cell
Sitting behind the flying chair, my legs are a little soft. The two players seemed to see something novel again, and ran past with their eyes shining. I saw a strange machine, which rotated a shelf full of people 360 degrees at one moment and 180 degrees at another. It's really thrilling Xu and Zhou went to experience it first, and then dragged us to play, saying "it was so fun". I couldn't help it, so they pulled me up and hugged the handrails that pressed my body tightly on both sides. The shelf slowly rose, and soon our posture became supine, head down, lying in mid-air, with the whole body down, which was thrilling to watch. Suddenly, with a swish, the shelf swung back and forth quickly, and we were in the opposite position again. A * * * lasted three times, and the whole person was dizzy. After sitting down for the first time, I told them to go first and I had a rest. Thinking about it, I suddenly felt very exciting and fun. After they came down, I went to visit them several times. What a terrible group of primary school girls! QAQ
This spring outing is the penultimate chance for us to play freely with our classmates. I hope the next time will be even more unforgettable.
I saw a girl walking gracefully on the stage, wearing a typical China costume and holding a lute, sitting in a chair and starting her performance. ...
This girl, we all call her "steamed stuffed bun". Although her name is "steamed stuffed bun", she is nothing like "steamed stuffed bun". White face, eyes can not be said to be very big, but it has a vivid taste. Small nose, cherry red mouth, smile will have two dimples, sweet, her body is thin, no meat at all, emitting a faint scent of traditional Chinese medicine, faint, gaps around her, refreshing.
She is a bit of a crybaby and a bit headstrong. I still remember one time, in a football class, the team leader chose a candidate, but she was left behind. I saw that she blinked her watery eyes, her mouth curled downward, her eyes were red again, two big tears flowed out, and her small nose was red. Look at her, just like a little "sister Lin"!
She can also play the pipa.
One year in the art festival, the class asked her to play the pipa for everyone. With the sweet voice of the host, I saw "Xiaolongbao" wearing a brown skirt, very long, with the unique flavor of China, with small steps, smiling, with her dimples, a little shy, but not shy. Holding a slightly larger pipa, she sat down gently, trembling slightly and looking rather pale.
She laid the pipa gently on her lap and held out her right hand. Her hands are small, white and smooth. A finger, a hand, a press and a pull, a string of notes flowed from his fingertips.
Pipa string, slow voice. As if flowing from a river, a line of Chun Yan fluttered. On the pipa string, the voice of resentment, like a blooming autumn chrysanthemum, sings a night in Qiu Chan. With the music, "steamed stuffed bun" leans forward from time to time and then leans back; Sometimes close your eyes and get intoxicated; Sometimes I look confidently into the distance. ...
This is "Baozi", a sweet little girl. White face, god's eyes, curved eyebrows and small mouth. A pair of dimples portrayed her vividly. Although some cry and some are willful, she is still very cute. She is "Sister Lin" in our class.
Do you know "Sister Lin" in our class?
It's clear in Wan Li and Wan Li today. It is the best weather in winter, and our mood has changed accordingly. I feel very smooth and happy. Today, our grass class launched a mutual composition meeting. In the past, we also had meetings to criticize each other's compositions, and this time it should be the same as before. The theme we read to each other is childhood fun.
When reading this afternoon, the teacher reported a lot of compositions, which are the composition books we reviewed with each other.
The teacher said, "These compositions are only approved by good students, and I won't give them to him if they are not well written!" " The more composition books I give you, the better your level will be! "The composition in hand and handed it out. When I heard this sentence, I was secretly happy, because my composition was not the first in my class, but it was also famous in my class. I should at least get that composition book.
My heart was pounding when the teacher came to me with a composition book. Oh, my little heart! My little heart is almost jumping out of my chest! When the teacher handed it out, he put three composition books in front of my desk without hesitation! And when I saw the desks at the same table were bare, my heart began to be complacent, and I was a little proud!
As soon as I got the composition book, I happily took out the red pen from the pencil case and opened the composition book in front of me.
Ha ha ha ha ha, that's funny! The funny stories of classmates when they were children are really funny! One is to plant dog tail grass as a seedling in the field, which is really stupid; One is to hide the puppy in front of adults and secretly take a milk bath! In fact, better than people! Or four bottles of pure milk! I feel distressed when reading the composition; The last one went to blow the fan. Be careful not to let the fan blow him to cool him down, but to blow the fan to make him sweat. Ha ha ha ha ha, the interesting things of the students are really interesting! I seem to be watching their childhood movies! I am a qualified little audience!
I also benefited a lot from reading my classmates' compositions. Not only did I share other people's compositions, but I also saw how naive they were when they were young!
10 The interesting stories of childhood are like seashells by the sea, which are countless. Some things have been forgotten, but one thing remains in the depths of memory, just like a knife in my heart, which can't be forgotten for a long time.
I remember it was a dark afternoon and the whole family was sitting at the table. As soon as I saw the shredded garlic on the dining table, I turned my stomach and smelled it again. Oh! God, is that smell unbearable? I held my breath and was about to pick up chopsticks. Grandma stuffed a lot of shredded garlic into my bowl and said earnestly, "Garlic is good for your health. Eat more ... I will poke the shredded garlic above with chopsticks and eat the rice below." Finally, I ate half and left half. I put chopsticks on my wrist and stood up, ready to slip away.
In my family, grandpa doesn't allow leftovers at home, because he has suffered a lot from snacks and knows how to cherish them, but what about me? On the contrary, not only have I never suffered, but I have never known it, so I will not cherish it. Grandpa saw my leftovers and shouted, "There are leftovers again. Eat them quickly and don't waste them! " "No, my stomach is full." I made an exaggerated gesture, "Eat quickly, remembering that year …" Oh, I began to remember that painful experience, "Stop, I'll eat, ok?" Unwilling to move, I reluctantly picked up chopsticks and started my work. When I closed my eyes and opened my mouth, the chopsticks moved and I dared not chew. I just swallowed it. "good! At noon that day, sweat dripped into the soil. Who knows that every meal is very hard, you must learn to cherish it! " Grandpa said earnestly.
Every time I think about it, I feel guilty.