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I have a very lovely cousin. She is seven years old. She has bright eyes and a chubby face, and everyone who sees her can't help but want to twist her a few times. She also has a smooth mouth. Guests at home always greet her politely, and she loves to wear two croissants on her head, which shows her cuteness and cleverness.
My cousin is not only lovely but also kind. Once, I told her the story of Sanmao's wandering. She listened carefully. I talked about Sanmao being forced to live on the street, and she was hungry and cold. My cousin suddenly walked away. I was wondering when she came back with a steamed bun in her hand and said to me, "Sister, Sanmao has nothing to eat. That's a real pity. Give him a steamed bun for me, will you? " I was confused at that time. It turned out that she went to the kitchen to get steamed bread. I said to her distressfully, "Doudou, Sanmao is fictional, not real." "Oh, really?" "Yes!" ..... Cousin looked puzzled. As he spoke, he broke the steamed bread in his hand, handed me half of it, and then ate it. Hehe, this is my kind and considerate cousin!
Another time, when I was brushing my teeth, the phone rang. I hurried to answer it, but forgot to turn off the tap. The water has been flowing. After listening to the phone, I remembered that I forgot to turn off the tap and ran to the bathroom. I saw my sister stand on tiptoe, washing dishes in one hand and trying to turn off the water in the other, but she couldn't reach it. I quickly turned off the water. I am ashamed to say, "OK, I will remember it in the future." Thank you! "
calendar
I prefer to use a calendar to a monthly calendar. Why?
A thick calendar is a whole year. Every time I tear off a page, a new page-a bright and open day-is waiting for me to fill it with a smile. I like the unknown "tomorrow" behind every page of the calendar, and it also implies a kind of hope. "Tomorrow" is the most charming word in life. The definition of life is to have tomorrow. Not as distant and empty as "the future". It's waiting outside the door. Go out of today and move towards a brand-new tomorrow. The boundary between day and night is light; The boundary between tomorrow and today is still bright. When the light goes out, every tomorrow begins. So tomorrow
What will happen? Of course, it's probably up to you. You are happy, it is a happy day, you are bored, it is a boring day, you are in a hurry, it is a hurried day; If you calm down, you will find that you can't change yesterday, but you can change tomorrow. Sometimes it seems that you are passive and you are chosen by life. In fact, you are also choosing life, aren't you?
Every January, I hang a new calendar on the wall. As the naked paper turns over, the colorful pages slip through the palm of your hand, spreading ink fragrance. I am very happy at this moment. However, the space of time is intangible and untouchable. All the used days will disappear immediately, and there is no trace. Perhaps it is this that we will feel the rush and nothingness of the years.
Once, a famous performing artist told me something about her and her husband. She sings plays and her husband plays strings. They are very dedicated. Busy with makeup and walking off the stage every day, no one can take a serious look at each other. Decades have passed. One day, his wife suddenly said to her in surprise, "Hey, how old are you! When did you get old? I have been by your side and have never found it! " She can't stand the sad expression on her wife's face. She went for facial beauty, except for wrinkles and bags under the eyes. But his wife shed tears when she saw it. The hour hand never goes backwards. Only human society and history are perverse. Therefore, years are like whistling wind or flashing streamer; What it can finally give you is unbearable and frequent white hair and a weaker body every day. Because of this, every time you tear off a used calendar, isn't it a bit like tearing off the page number of a life?
We used to live on a page-by-page calendar every day.
I remember 1976 that day in Tangshan, the pavilion on the roof of Sizhili 12, Changsha Road, where I lived was completely damaged. My family of three can climb out of the hole like mice. When my legs stood bloody outside the hole, it felt like I had escaped from the fingers of death. Two days later, I borrowed a seagull camera like a square tin box from my friend, climbed up my shabby building where wolves bite dogs and gnaw at ruins, and got into my room-actually, there was no roof. I filmed the horror of my fate. I want to see all this. I clearly know that this is my unique experience. At this moment, I suddenly found a calendar hanging on a horrible wall-the dusty calendar is the day of the earthquake: 1976, Wednesday, July 28th, the second day of July in Chen Bing. I reached out and carefully tore it off. Now, it and the photos I took at that time have become unforgettable treasures in my personal life history.
From this, I understand the meaning of the calendar. This is a true record of our life. In the sense of "invisible writing", a calendar is a diary. It invisibly records what I encounter, face and experience every day, as well as my own reactions and actions, and what has changed me and what I have changed.
However, most days of life are repetitive-repetitive work and interpersonal relationships, repetitive things and the same things are hard to be forgotten by memory. So most of the page numbers on our calendar are monotonous. When I think about it later, it seems empty. Then, we come across a very important topic about people-memory. People are heavy with memory, and wisdom becomes rational. More importantly, memories are unique. Because memory rejects mediocrity. Everything you remember is pure and very personal. All individuals are unique "cases". Memory is like an artist, hidden in our hearts and dedicated to depicting our own uniqueness. Do you take your uniqueness seriously? Broadly speaking, the real value of spiritual things lies in its uniqueness. Whether it is people or culture. Memory depends on the carrier. The memory of a city stays in its historical blocks and buildings, and the memory of a person is in his photos, articles, old songs and calendars.
However, people can't just be passively remembered, and we also need to create memories with actions. We should use emotion, loyalty, love, responsibility and creative work to write the calendar of every day. Keep this day in mind. Don't we have the ability to enrich and enrich our lives, with depth and weight?
So I wrote:
"Life is to create every day."
I also said at an artist's party:
"We work hard today for the memory of tomorrow."
To this end, the last few days of the year. I will never talk about calendars again. I always keep these last pages. This may be due to the instinct of life. I don't want to spend all my time. You will laugh at me and ask me, can you save the day like this? I will show you four poems I wrote on the last page of this year's calendar:
How time flies,
Oh, another year.
There are no traces of flowers and leaves,
Only poetry exists in the world.
Just as the best way to preserve grapes is to turn grapes into wine, the best way to preserve years is to try to turn them into eternal poems or scrolls.
Now let me answer the question at the beginning of the article: Why do I like calendars? Because calendars have a sense of life. Or the calendar makes me feel life at any time and makes me think about how to cherish it.
1. Reflections on Pauline and paulette
Yesterday, I watched a movie "Pauline and paulette", which made me think a lot. ...
The film tells the story of an elderly woman named Pauline who suffers from dementia, lives with her and takes care of her sister Martha and dies. The other two sisters don't want to take her. Later, the lawyer said that if no one took Pauline away, Martha's property would all belong to Pauline. Third sister took Pauline away for money, but it was not good for Pauline. She only knew how to travel around. Pauline must find her second sister paulette. Paulette sent Pauline to the welfare home, but she stayed at the seaside. After a long time, paulette felt lonely, so she left the welfare home with Pauline, and the two sisters lived happily ever after.
After watching this movie, I think Pauline's two sisters are selfish. They only care about their own affairs. One wants to travel, the other wants to act, and puts aside Pauline, who is insane. But then paulette realized his mistake.
In our society, there are thousands of people who throw the poor old man aside. Some people seem to adopt the elderly with good intentions, but in fact they want to buy the property of the elderly. After the old man died, these people bought the property of the old man who they treated badly.
Of course, this film also has some shortcomings, such as the music in the film does not well express the mood and situation of the protagonist ... but the performance of family affection is still very touching.
Among similar films in China, only the elderly are busy around their children, and there are not many films showing the rich life of the elderly in their later years, which is what we need to improve.
2. It's my first time to take a corn baking class.
Ding, ding, the bell rang, and we quickly climbed up the big table in the lab and became quiet.
I looked at the corn and alcohol lamp on the table and knew in my heart that I was going to have a lesson in cooking corn. I am very happy. You know, I like doing this.
Time is wasted on the teacher's lectures. I listened carefully and was afraid to cancel the experiment. Finally, the teacher finished, and the time to do it yourself began. We first light the alcohol lamp, put it under the iron frame, and then spread a special cloth on the special round hole of the iron frame. The flame just burned there. After a while, we poured the corn in the water into the cup and put it on it. Time flies. Soon, the corn was ripe and I smelled the fragrance. It is still fragrant. Ah, I forgot to bake corn. I quickly filled the corn with a spoon and baked it on the fire. After about ten seconds, the corn in Wan Li smells sweet, so I picked up the second spoon. ...
Roasting corn in science class is really fun.
My aunt had something to go out this morning, so I was a "nanny" for a long time.
Sirong is my aunt's precious son. He is less than three years old. He is white and fat. His hands and feet are all meat. He looks cute. The funniest thing is his inarticulate speech, which often surprises him. A few days later, I became a "master translator".
When my aunt left, Sirong was still sleeping, so I went to the living room to do my summer homework. I haven't finished a few words when I heard Sirong crying in the room and saying "Mom ... Mom ...". I quickly flew over to "serve" him to get up, but he refused to admit it, and still stayed in bed to ask for his mother. I coaxed him for a long time, and finally gave him my favorite "deformed gold steel", so he stopped crying and sat on the bed to dismantle my "deformed gold steel".
After a while, he threw the deformed "golden steel" into the corner of the bed and waved his arm and said to me, "Goose should be tired of drinking." "satiny" is both "milk" I ran to the kitchen to get milk, and he really opened his mouth and grabbed it and sucked it. Half a bottle of milk went into her stomach, but Sirong didn't want to eat any more, so she threw the bottle on the ground. Before I could stop it, milk drew a white map of China on the ground. "Oh, how did you throw it! I really can't help you! " I have to find a mop to mop the floor. Si Rong also smiled proudly.
I was busy mopping the floor when Si Rong gave me an "order" in that immature voice: "Fine clothes machine, fine clothes machine ..." "Washing machine? How to wash the dirty floor with a washing machine! How stupid! " I said grumpily. "Boutique clothes machine!" Sirong is still screaming. "Is it a toy? I don't have a washing machine toy. " Xiao Si shook his head of cutting, and it seems that he is about to cry. "Then you make it clear!" I'm a little anxious, too. "Fine clothes machine, fine electricity! I want to see a boutique clothes machine. " "Electric essence? ... electricity is no problem ... it's TV! " I patted my head and suddenly realized, "I want to see Journey to the West and the Monkey King, right?" "Well, Kong, Kong ..." I carried him to the living room and asked, "What channel?" "Boutique channel." I can understand that. Turn on the TV and press channel 4. It's amazing! That's a journey to the west! I threw him the "little steamed bread" again, and he began to eat and dance. I was relieved and continued to do my homework. After a while, I suddenly realized that I had no voice for thinking. I turned my head and saw that he had fallen asleep with his head tilted.
As soon as my aunt came back, I couldn't wait to complain to her: "Aunt, it's not easy to be your naughty nanny!" " I told my aunt about this half-day experience. My aunt praised me for being smart and capable, and then "scolded" Si Long for being naughty, laughing happily.
After this incident, I finally realized how hard my mother took me when I was a child! In the future, I will learn to be sensible, make my mother less angry, and try my best to lighten her burden.
Two days ago, I was sick. I remember that night, my mother suddenly woke up and found that I had a high fever. She immediately took my temperature, which was 40 degrees. My parents were frightened and took me to the hospital overnight. When I arrived at the hospital, my mother immediately took me to pediatrics, and the doctor gave me blood tests. It turns out that I have a bacterial infection. The doctor prescribed me some medicine and told me to go to the emergency room to get two bottles of normal saline. When I have an injection.
When I got home, I heard my mother calling grandpa. Grandpa asked me if I was better. I said, "I'm much better, you don't have to worry."
I feel a lot of progress after reading what you wrote this winter vacation. I not only write sentences fluently, but also write the process clearly. It seems that as long as you put your heart into it, you can learn it well, right?
Two. 65438+1sunny Tuesday, October 29th
Today, my parents and I took my beloved racing car to my grandmother's house. When I arrived at my grandmother's house, I had dinner first, and then I went to play racing with my brother next door.
We played a racing game, (this sentence can be changed to "playing", which is more coherent with the context. Suddenly, my brother's racing car hit the wall, and his car (can be omitted, because I have already mentioned my brother's racing car, there is no need to repeat it. ) was damaged, and my brother cried sadly. I immediately went over to him and said, "Don't cry, brother, I'll fix it for you." I immediately (. I brought my old car and helped my brother repair the racing car. It didn't take me long to repair my brother's car, and the repaired car ran faster. My brother smiled happily at the racing car I repaired for him. We can play together again.
You are really capable. You can repair racing cars by yourself and actively help your brother repair them. It's amazing.
Three. 65438+1sunny Wednesday on October 30th
Today, my grandmother and I went to the market to buy food.
At the market, grandma bought some bamboo shoots and potatoes, and we watched them for a while as we walked. When I saw someone buying a bullfrog, I asked my grandmother to buy one for me (generally, one word "I" is enough, and the last one can be omitted). We walked on and saw a fruit shop. Grandma said, "Let's buy a crutch." I saw this when I just bought it.
4.65438+1October 3 1 sunny Thursday
Today, my grandma and I went to the market. There are so many dishes in the market. My grandmother said that life is getting richer and richer now. They used to eat nothing, and many things could only be eaten during the New Year. Now every day is like Chinese New Year. Yes, my grandmother is telling the truth. Now people's lives are really getting better and better. Every day is like Chinese New Year. )
Verb (abbreviation of verb) Saturday, February 9 will be sunny.
Today, I took out a childhood book and told my brother a story. The title of the story is "Tortoise and Rabbit Race", and my brother listened carefully. You are really like a good brother, and you can tell stories to him. )
In this story, I understand that we can't be as conceited and arrogant as the white rabbit, thinking that the tortoise can't climb as slowly as him. As a result, we slept deeply and lost to the tortoise during the game. We should learn from the tortoise's fearless spirit, know that he climbs slowly, but not discouraged, and insist on competing with the white rabbit. Finally, we beat him because of the arrogance of the white rabbit.
No matter what you do, be modest and don't be proud. You should also see your own advantages and disadvantages. The spirit of the tortoise is worth learning from all of us.
You can use some words you have taught at ordinary times, such as "self-righteous" and "conceited and complacent". If you pay attention to accumulation, you will definitely write better in the future.
Intransitive verb February 10 Sunday sunny
* * *: You are a lovely child. Although sometimes you can't control yourself, the teacher believes that you are also a good boy. As long as you are willing to work hard, you will constantly correct your shortcomings and make progress. In the new semester, teachers and classmates are expecting you!
7.* * The weather is fine.
In this winter vacation, the last holiday of my primary school, in order to avoid the noise of the city and enjoy in a quiet place, adults took me to fenghuang town near Dinghushan. Dinghu Mountain is mainly divided into two scenic spots: one is from the main peak on the main road to Dading and Qingyun Temple; The second is the Rainforest Valley near Jiulong Lake in fenghuang town.
What impressed me most about this trip was the exploration of Niuguilan Valley Rainforest on the second day, which was very exciting: single and double steel cables were suspended on the water, more than one meter above the water, each cable was at least five meters long and more than ten meters long, and the only cable that allowed feet to walk was several millimeters wide. Especially those single cables, although not as long as the double cables, are vertically aligned when climbing.
Eight. February 2nd, sunny Saturday.
I just looked out of the window and thought: How many days before the Spring Festival? In the face of the arrival of the new year, should I say "Happy New Year"?
I don't know, but time has passed and another year has begun! My life span has been shortened by one year with time, and there are still many things to be done in the fleeting time. This year will be put off until next year, and next year will be put into the year after next. In this case, when can I finish these things?
It was good, but as time went on, I finally grew up by one year. In a few years, I will not be a child, but an adult. I can stop being scolded by my parents: adults and children should not join in the fun … Besides, I have made a lot of progress this year and played badminton well. My English has made great progress. ...
I think: good and bad are two kinds of mentality. Good is optimism, bad is pessimism. Why don't I choose optimism in my life choice?
Nine. 65438+1Tuesday, October 29th is fine.
Today, my aunt asked me to go to Xiandu with her family, and I agreed. There are also people who go together: little uncle, messenger, super brother, big uncle.
Let's go to Xiandu Tiecheng first. Everyone came to a strange mountain by bamboo raft. My uncle told me that this mountain is called "Furong Gorge". The scenery here is beautiful, and it is really a good place to travel.
We climbed the mountain road, and suddenly I found a few lines of poetry engraved on the stone wall, and the handwriting was blurred by the rain. I think this poem may have been inscribed by famous poets such as Li Bai and Bai Juyi, who all left beautiful poems for Xiandu.
On the way down the mountain, my uncle also told me that films such as "The Pride of Two Families" and "The Condor Heroes" were all shot on location in Xiandu. Sure enough, on the way, we saw a group of people making a movie.
The beauty of Xiandu really deserves its reputation.
X. On February 2nd, Saturday, it was sunny.
In the evening, Xiaoqi and Yi Li and I went to the newly completed Zijin Bridge.
Zijin Bridge is located on one side of the flood dike, which is magnificent. From a distance, it is brightly lit. The straight bridge tower is like a giant, pulling nearly a hundred steel cables to support the whole bridge. Nearly a thousand fluorescent lamps, blue, red, green and bright lavender, were installed on the bridge. The lights are flashing, as if competing with moonlight and stars.
It is said that these extraordinary and beautiful snuff cost 24 million yuan. Hearing this figure, I meditated: how many children who are too poor to go to school can be returned to school with this huge sum of money, and how many children who have no food can be fed. What's more, is it worth the money spent by the government? Later, I thought that Lishui could now install such expensive imported lights on Zijin Bridge. Isn't it said that Lishui's career construction and economic development are very fast? Then, don't those poor children also have hope of getting rid of poverty?
XI。 65438+1sunny Saturday on October 26th
I chatted with my mother this evening. This conversation is because I failed in the Chinese final exam. Because I got 21 points: fill in the blanks according to the text, read the passage, write, and write. I am sad.
My mother said to me meaningfully, "If you don't do well in the exam, you should carefully analyze the reasons for your mistakes, listen carefully in class and think again, and you will definitely get good grades." After the talk, I have a great feeling that our study now is to lay the foundation, and only by taking every step in a down-to-earth manner can we achieve excellent results. Happy new year
Twelve. 65438+1sunny Sunday on October 27th
Today is Sunday 1 27th. When my mother is free, she takes me to Hualian Shopping Mall to buy me children's shoes and children's clothes. As soon as I stepped into the gate of the mall, I saw the crowds and dazzling goods in the mall. Some people go home happily with big bags and small bags, and some people wander around the mall, picking and choosing, not knowing which to choose.
My mother and I took the elevator to the fifth floor. There are so many commodities here that I am dazzled. We first went to the children's shoes shopping area, saw several children's shoes counters, and finally chose the children's shoes of Minglu brand. The assistant aunt took several pairs of shoes, none of which were suitable. She found another pair, which is very suitable and I like it, too. Aunt also paid for us. She is really a good aunt. In addition, my mother bought me a windbreaker, which was just bought before the Spring Festival.
After going downstairs, we walked out of the bustling shopping mall, and the avenue in Xinjiekou was full of traffic and bright lights. (250)
Thirteen. February 12, Tuesday, sunny
At nine o'clock this morning, I'm going to the park. It was sunny downstairs, and my mother and I walked to the station. After waiting for a while, the no.82 bus slowly came towards me. After we got on the bus, I happily sang the song of spring outing: "Let's go for an outing." White clouds are long ... "
After singing the song, I went to Mochou Lake Park unconsciously and walked into the park gate. The air is particularly fresh. We walked slowly in the park until we reached the lake, and a cold wind blew on our faces. This cold wind ripples the lake, just like countless water snakes swimming. My eyes turned to some sparrows on the ground. They seemed to say, "It's so cold!" " "Willow trees are floating in the wind. The wind really combs their heads like a comb! Song Qing is very strong, not afraid of the biting cold wind, and the leaves are still green, which reminds me of the poem Song Qing: heavy snow presses Song Qing, and Song Qing is tall and straight. This poem expresses Song Qing's strong will. From a distance, many grandparents are exercising. Some of them do exercises, some play Tai Ji Chuan and some dance swords. They really have their own advantages.
How time flies! It's past ten in the blink of an eye. I want to go home and do my homework. In this way, my mother and I went home happily. (363)
Fourteen 65438+1October 3 1 sunny Thursday
Remember to play the piano
Today is the last day of January and the last class of this semester. I went to the piano teacher by car with my parents. She assigned me two things. One is that she wants all her students to perform a song in class, and I want to perform one; Another thing is that after the performance, she arranged 20, 2/kloc-0, 22 and 4 etudes of Cherny 599 for me to play at home. The teacher asked me to practice for a while, because the students of the performance haven't arrived yet. As soon as the teacher said this, I immediately concentrated on practicing. After a while, I finished practicing and everyone was almost here. The teacher asked us to perform in turn from small to large. When it was my turn, I was nervous, but I finished playing seriously. What impressed me the most was Sonata and North Wind Blowing.
Finally, the teacher sent a greeting card to each child. My greeting card says: "Chen's children are learning and making progress in the new year." The more they play the piano, the better. Strive for Level 4 this year! "
15. Play table tennis indoors. February 1 sunny Friday.
Today is Friday of February 1 day in the solar calendar. My parents and I go to the badminton hall of BBK Gymnasium to play badminton. We arrived at the 1 venue. First my mom and I play with my dad, then my dad and I play with my mom. Having said so much, I forgot to say the rules of indoor badminton. The rule is: when playing badminton, badminton can't cross the net, can't get off the net and can't go out of bounds.
I am good at throwing the ball before serving, but I am not good at serving from bottom to top, which shows that I am not skilled in this way of serving and need to practice more. When I catch the ball, I won't pick it up because I didn't succeed once. I like spike, because I basically spike.
I like playing badminton because I can use my brain and hands flexibly. You can also exercise.
16. Kangxi's story is February 2 nd, sunny Saturday.
Today is Saturday, February 2nd. In the afternoon, I watched the twelve emperors of the Qing Dynasty and learned the story of Emperor Kangxi Michelle Ye. He made eight contributions to history: first, he leveled San Francisco and consolidated his consent; Second, unify Taiwan Province province, open the government and set up counties; Third, resist foreign invasion and conclude a peace treaty; Fourth, personally sign the new moon to manage Mongolia well; Fifth, emphasize agricultural water control to build water conservancy; Sixth, move the sky to the ground and build a garden; Seven, promote literature and emphasize education, compile classics; Eight, absorb western learning and learn science and technology. These are the great contributions made by Kangxi to the history of China and the development of world civilization. He studies tirelessly, which is what we should learn from him. Learning is the key to Kangxi's great cause. He reads "Four Books"-University, The Doctrine of the Mean, The Analects of Confucius and Mencius, and likes calligraphy. Emperor Kangxi attached great importance to historical records and left 1 147 poems. He is very interested in medicine because there are several serious diseases in his country.
Now, I finally know the importance of learning. So we should study hard and be a person who contributes to society in the future.
One evening, on the way to the evening self-study, I suddenly turned around and found a ray of glow in my eyes, which was deja vu. I can't help but be moved. What a beautiful sunset! It's so beautiful that I can't move my legs. I think I have been in this school for half a year, but I have never found the sunset on the hillside so beautiful. Perhaps, few people here have paid attention to this scene ... We are all numbed by the fast-paced life, and it seems that the least touch was a long time ago. Our life seems to be in such a hurry that we forget to stop.
I remember it was the third year of high school. The heavy study task and the tense pace of life make me breathless. All I can do and think about every day is the college entrance examination. A full paper, closing your eyes is a formula, and all the joys and sorrows of life are controlled by scores. No one dares to stay anywhere for minutes, as if they are all racing, and whoever runs slowly will be eliminated. I don't know anything about comparing myself with others all the time. Carps are playing in the lotus pond in the evening. It was not the season when lotus flowers were in full bloom, and there was no poetry between fish and lotus pond. However, my tears stayed, and I yearned for the freedom of fish. Then I thought of giving up, and I was afraid to move forward. I feel sorry for myself. I told my parents what I thought, but my mother's attitude on the phone was self-evident. Who can stand his son getting cold feet? For whatever reason, my mother won't have any pity on my idea. I feel very helpless. Standing by the pond again, I was surrounded by hurried figures.
I thought of death. I can't find a better solution. My grades have not improved. I know there is no excuse for failure. I am helpless, I doubt it, and I am troubled. Our school has created a paradise with mountains and rivers for senior three students. I climbed blindly to the mountain, not a steep cliff, and there were no crows hovering in the sky. At this time, my heart looks as dim as any color. It was getting dark, and I stood at the top of the mountain, and my mind was blank. I really made up my mind. Even if I have too much nostalgia, I really don't have the confidence to stick to it. Just as I was taking a deep breath, I felt a little warmth caressing my face. When I opened my eyes, it was a gentle and beautiful sunset. I was moved by it, ah, I saw the sunset when I was alive and felt the warmth when I was alive. In a trance, my feet slipped and fell, and my mind flashed with my mother's smile, the scene of joking with my friends, and that blush. Suddenly I understood something, so I tried my best to stop the continuous decline with my hands and feet. I tried, tried ... and finally I climbed up. At that moment, I felt ashamed, ashamed of my cowardice, ashamed of my willfulness. I really want to live. I really don't want to die. After all, it's good to be alive. I can see many beautiful things when I am alive, such as waves, coconut groves, golden sunrises, fiery sunsets, and many people I love and love me. Thinking of this, I feel that I have missed too much. I haven't realized the true meaning of existence yet, and I am eager to seek liberation. Maybe liberation is just a line used by cowards to cover themselves.
I walked back to the classroom, and the sunset slowly set in the mountains behind me.
After that, I will spare some time every day to look out the window at the grass that just sprouted in early spring, the pink mountain flowers and, of course, the sunset. ...
Student: Our life is so fast that we don't have much time to discover the beauty around us. In the communication and speech class, when the teacher asked us to talk about some people or things that moved us in our lives, most people were speechless. We are trying to find the feeling in our memory, but we are at a loss, but we can't find anyone or something that moves us. In fact, we are not unmoved, but we have not stopped and really experienced the life in front of us.
Students, learn to stop! Greetings from mother; Stop at friends' teasing and even bickering; Grass sprouting by the roadside, rolling mountains; Stop for a nap and have a cup of hot coffee. ...
Students: Don't be a complainer of life, don't be a passer-by, don't let gains and losses blind your beautiful eyes, learn to stop, listen attentively and appreciate your warmth. Let's greet the morning sun with a happy smile.