No. and I went to Harvard University to give a speech. When I got to Harvard University, I took out my infrared entrance card. As soon as the robot checked, I knew I was coming to give a speech, so I was allowed in. I was just about to make a speech. Just in case, I looked at my psychological chart and it said the correct rate was ‰. I really spoke fluently.
As soon as I got home, the robot nanny told me: Master, at 8: this morning, the postman sent me a letter. I opened it, and it turned out that I had to pay the card fee. I used the most valuable online earth currency of China to charge the online Galaxy currency of the card, crossed out the water and electricity bill of RMB at home, and then entered what I would do tomorrow, so I ate and slept ...
Science fiction story composition "Children's Planet! Including us! " This is my electronic dove calling me. "ah!" I seem a little panicked. Because even if I take the shortest route, I can only fly out of this area in four and a half hours by my super-light flying saucer. Even if we hurry to prepare now, it will be too late!
BIGBANG has started. Our earth is at the border of this area, so I was thrown out of this area and landed on a water-blue planet called "Children's Planet".
I live in the home of a kind person. After a long time, I found that all the residents on this planet are children, and they will never grow up. These children come from various planets. Although a child, everything is as good as an adult. With their wisdom and sweat, they have built the "children's planet" to a modern level everywhere.
The industry of "Children's Planet" is very developed. There are hundreds of factories on the planet, including textile systems and food industry systems ... All factories are automated and controlled by only a few computers and intelligent robots. For example, in the "Children's Planet Textile Factory", the textile workers here no longer have to check back and forth among several machines as in the past, and instead they are intelligent robots. Once there is a fault, the robot will deal with it simply and quickly. If the fault is too big for the intelligent robot to deal with, it will make a "beep" scream to remind the workman to go up and deal with it.
The course of "Children's Planet School" is very interesting. The children in the school unconsciously learned a lot of knowledge while playing. For example, in the Chinese reading class of "Children's Planet School", students in one class read an article at the same time, and then make an animation according to the content of the article. Read the article again, record it and insert it into the corresponding animation according to the meaning of the article. Then adjust an appropriate speech speed. When the students have finished their own animations, the robot teacher takes turns to show each student's animations. While watching the finished animation, many students have been able to recite the text backwards. All the students here love learning and get good grades. The students who come out from here, all man of great talent, are highly valued talents.
The vegetables and crops on "Children's Planet" grow surprisingly. Walking into the farmland and looking around, I saw a piece of "forest" of vegetables and crops in front of you. Sunflowers are as tall as a small tree, and sunflower trays are as big as umbrellas. Wheat grains are as big as red dates and persimmons are as big as pumpkins. If the persimmon is hung in front of the store, some people may mistake it for a lantern. There are all kinds of seasonal vegetables here. Why are the fruits in the farmland here so big? It turns out that this plant is planted under weightlessness conditions, plus there is no storm, abundant sunshine, moderate nutrients and plants can fully grow, so the fruit is amazing.
Although there are no adults on the "children's planet", children still build the planet rich and developed. Of course, I hope everyone will visit and visit the "children's planet" to gain a long knowledge.
science fiction story composition: damn composition machine
[ date: December 4, 28] Source: Author: [font: large, medium and small]
What Doudou fears most is composition class. Tomorrow afternoon, there are two more composition classes, and Doudou is scratching his head with anxiety. "alas! If only there were a' composition machine', I would tell it the topic, and it would help me write my composition ... "Doudou was thinking when he suddenly heard the voice on the radio; "... this miracle company's latest products, composition machine, composition machine! Help you write your composition and solve your problems! ..... "Is there such a good thing? Doudou rushed out of the house and went straight to the miracle creation company that sold the composition machine. It's really good. Soon, Doudou really came back with a "composition machine" as big as a telephone.
When he got home, Doudou hurriedly opened the instructions. There are only a few simple lines in the instruction manual:
"When writing a composition, please press the black button, tell me the topic and answer my questions. I will help you write a good article ... "
Doudou was overjoyed. In order to verify whether the composition machine works or not, he decided to give it a try first.
Doudou carefully pressed the black button, and a voice immediately came from the composition machine: "Please tell me the topic" Doudou said to the composition machine: "The topic of the composition is' My Dad'". The green light of the composition machine is on, and it is buzzing inside. Doug thought, well, this must be the machine helping me write my composition. Suddenly, another voice came from the composition machine: "Now please tell me, how tall is your father?" How many kilograms do you weigh? How many inches are your eyes? What shape are the eyebrows? How high is the bridge of the nose? How far apart are the two nostrils? How big are the two ears? The color of your hair? Quantity? What color is the skin? How many beards are there? ..... "
Doudou drinks; "Are you finished? I'm bored to death! Why do you ask so many strange questions? Are you helping me with my composition, or are you just bothering me? "
The voice in the composition machine was very friendly, and explained to Doudou:
"I'm sorry, my master, but you have to answer my question about your father before I can help you write a beautiful composition. Now, I just asked a question, and you are impatient ... "
Oh, my God, such a troublesome composition machine! Doudou shouted, "You bad composition machine, I really don't want you. You must get rid of this bad habit of asking questions!" "
"Yes, young master, I still have many ready-made and written compositions. I can provide them to you if you like." The composition machine said slyly and proudly.
Doudou was overjoyed to hear that there was a ready-made composition, and said,
"That's more like it. Write me the present' my father'."
Doudou rearranged the machine, pressed the black button and told the topic. And said, "Now." After a while, from the opening next to the composition machine, a few pages of full composition paper slipped out. Doudou picked it up and read: My father.
My father is a people's teacher. He is tall and has big eyes. No matter who he meets, he always smiles ...
! Well done! Although Doudou's father is a doctor, he is short and has small eyes. However, whatever, as long as he is a father, it is good to be able to cope with this composition. Doudou didn't want to try his composition machine again, so he slammed it off and skipped out to play.
In the composition class the next day, Doudou secretly put the composition machine in the drawer and looked around. The students didn't find it, so they were relieved. At this time, the teacher wrote a title on the blackboard: "My XXX". The teacher also told the students that the last three "X's" should be decided by the students themselves. You can write anyone and anything, as long as you think it is the most impressive and unforgettable.
Doudou quickly opened a crack in the drawer, reached into his arm and pressed the black button, quietly saying to the composition machine, "Title:' My XXX', ready-made! Write quickly. " Say that finish, closed the drawer.
The second composition class is almost over, and the students have handed in their compositions one after another. Doudou opened the drawer and reached in and touched it: Hey! Yes, there are four or five pages in it. Doudou took them out and looked at them. Hey, they are so dense that they are full! That's wonderful! Doudou put these pages in the composition book and handed them to the teacher. In my heart, don't mention how proud you are.
But two days later, the teacher called Doudou to the office. Seriously said: "Doudou, are you kidding?" See for yourself what you have written. ！”
Doudou picked up some pieces of paper left by the teacher on the table and read: "My Confession", I am a murderer, and I am going to be shot soon. I am really guilty, damn it, damn it ... "
Ah! Oh, my god Doudou was scared into a cold sweat. This damn composition machine is so naughty!
Since then, Doudou no longer relies on the composition machine. The more he writes, the better, and he won the grand prize!
Science fiction story composition: Dead Light on Coral Island
[ Date: December 4, 28] Source: [Font: large, medium and small]
You haven't forgotten the twin-engine plane "Morning Star", which was mysteriously wrecked over the Pacific Ocean not long ago, have you? It, the parts are working normally, and the radio contact with H port has not been interrupted, but it exploded at an altitude of OO meters and fell into the Pacific Ocean.
I am Chen Tianhong, who is flying a plane with "missing whereabouts". Here, I want to tell you about the cause and process of the accident, and an extraordinary experience I had on an island after the accident ... < P > I, the son of a poor overseas Chinese and a student of Professor Zhao Qian, a world-famous nuclear physicist, look forward to the future and the motherland. When my parents died one after another, I felt that it was time to return to China, so I offered my resignation to Professor Zhao and explained my intention. After he listened to my words quietly, his wrinkled face was infinitely sad, revealing a heart sound of * * *. Professor Zhao regrets that he is old. Unable to return to China; Ask me to wait for a few more months, and when he has assembled the high-efficiency atomic battery, he will take it back to China as the last gift for my dear motherland.
who knows, just before I left, Professor Zhao was suddenly assassinated by gangsters. He was lying in a pool of blood, and the cupboard door of the safe was open, giving off a burning smell. It turned out that this was done by a spy from a big country. When their attempt to buy the patent of this invention was rejected, they came up with this poisonous plan and planned to rob the research materials by force. Professor Zhao resolutely burned the materials and was killed. My heart was filled with grief and indignation. In order to save this invention and avoid the enemy's pursuit, I decided to bring high-efficiency atomic batteries back to China immediately.
another unexpected thing happened. My plane suddenly met a strange lightning on the way, and was shot down at once. I only had time to parachute out of the cabin with an efficient atomic battery. When I fell into the sea, I looked up and saw two helicopters. I put down the frogman and searched where the plane fell into the sea. I understood that it was that big country that reached out to me again. They would never stop until they got the efficient atomic battery. But they didn't understand what means they used to shoot down my plane.
I drifted at sea for three days and saw the shadow of an island. The hope of life inspired me to swim towards the shore. Who knows, I met a shark head on. I was desperate and felt that death had come. At this time, a miracle appeared, and the shark suddenly gave off a dazzling spark, and the surrounding sea water evaporated sharply, making a crackling sound. The shark died, and I was scalded by the hot sea water. I struggled to swim to the shore and lost consciousness.
When I woke up, I was already in a beautifully decorated bedroom. It turned out that an old Chinese scientist saved me. He calls himself Dr. Matthew, accompanied by a mute servant named Amand, who lives on this isolated desert island and devotes himself to his favorite scientific research.
From the conversation, I realized that he was Hu Mingli, a Chinese engineer who mysteriously disappeared ten years ago. At that time, he developed a new type of laser rangefinder in country A, and the government of country A was going to give him a public award. Only at this time did his boss show him several copies of the memorandum of the Ministry of National Defense. He was shocked. He didn't expect all his inventions to be used in the war machine. He, a peace-loving scientist, was fooled by others and has been serving the war!
He was angry, he protested, and he felt as if he were in pain. He didn't want to live in this ugly society any more, and he fantasized about finding a paradise far away from the world. Just then, one of his old classmates named Brian came all the way from Europe to express his condolences. Blyth denounced the society of country A, saying that he was also a pacifist, and invited him to join the work of Lofil Company and devote himself to its lofty cause of saving mankind.
"Respect others' feelings and protect others' ideals, which is the purpose of Loafel Company." Brian said, "We can choose a place far away from the world and build a laboratory for you. Let you devote yourself to the sacred science and be free from secular interference. " He accepted this suggestion, and then mysteriously disappeared from the society of country A, and went to this nameless coral island in the Pacific Ocean under the pseudonym Matthew. Luofeier Company didn't break its word, but built a modern laboratory for him, and equipped him with a young assistant named Luo Yue Se and Armand. Everything he needs, the company tries its best to meet it. This is a real paradise, and he is satisfied with his research work here.
I reminded him, "Do you know the political background of Lofil Company? How can you guarantee that your invention will be resold through the company and will not directly or indirectly serve the war? "
he doesn't want to hear any more of these words. When I asked again, "please forgive my frankness, was the weapon you killed the shark that day a new type of laser?" This sentence seemed to hurt him, and he protested loudly: "No, there are no weapons on my island at all." His attitude was so passionate that I had to stop asking questions.
a few days later, he was surprised. When he found that the indoor radioactive element dosimeter had abnormal performance and wondered if I had anything radioactive, I took out the efficient atomic battery under the bed and showed it to him. He said with great excitement, "Ah, if this battery is connected with my laser roadheader, it will immediately make the world's mining, tunnel and underground engineering construction enter a brand-new stage, which will bring great benefits to mankind!" Only then did he admit that he killed the shark with a laser that day and saved my life. I seized the opportunity to ask him, "Isn't this a weapon?" He replied disapprovingly: "People are not sharks. I can kill a shark and never kill a person. "
Then, he talked about one of his inventions, but