What will happen to sorting out the five words that seem to be full of difficulties in the library? With a slightly nervous mood, a large number of books in the library are drowning my confidence bit by bit.
The hope of sorting out all the books in the library is obviously too slim. Let's start with a column Walking through rows of bookshelves again and again, in this mechanical repetition, the vision gradually blurred-countless browsing, unskilled sorting, often get twice the result with half the effort. At this moment, it is particularly important to seek the help of professionals!
Later, under the guidance of an aunt, I finally got out of the complicated process in the past and gradually realized my own "working" method: some famous books have their own unique packaging and more content. Finding these books from the dazzling sea of books is more concise than other types of books with different packaging forms; When you go to a bookshelf, don't blindly scan it. You can think quietly first, so that the windows of the soul can be better protected and even the efficiency of sorting can be improved. ...
In this social practice trip, although the book acceptance and warehousing procedures were not carried out, I still got some heartfelt feelings from sorting out books: to carry out a "difficult" work, we should always be full of confidence and perseverance, and make the complicated procedures simple, starting with each small step. When you take every step and step into the next step, the small step accumulated behind you has inadvertently completed the long journey.
Every step of life is not easy, just like sorting out books. Don't be afraid of the setbacks you imagine in your heart. Step by step, advance bit by bit, cross the faint thorns ahead, follow the flow of hope, and the ideal end will eventually appear in front of your eyes.
Time flies slowly in the sun, and when I look around, rows of books on the bookshelf write the slightest joy in my heart. Press the camera switch, and the sweet and faint sound of taking pictures finally recorded this moment. It seems to disturb the readers immersed in the ocean of knowledge! I moved my steps gently, and the breeze brushed my cheek, so warm. ...
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Different summer vacation life
I think everyone has experienced many summer vacations more or less in his life, and how many of them are unforgettable? And how many summers are not based on eating, drinking and having fun? And if the word "thrilling" is used to describe summer vacation life, how many?
Hey, hey, have you seen the chase between urban management and roadside stalls? This summer vacation, I was chased by the urban management. Every evening, I spread a piece of black satin near a dam with a large flow of people near my home, and hung all kinds of jewelry on it to start my life experience.
One day, at the urging of my mother, I walked to my destination with my basket on my back. I was already sweating like a pig when I arrived. Even on summer nights, the air was sultry, and the stone benches around me were hot enough to boil eggs. I put those jewels away and shouted at the passing girls or aunts, one by one. I have made progress in extroversion. However, making money is really not easy. Many people ignore roadside stalls all night. Only one or two girls asked about the price, but most of them offered extremely low prices, which made me "hard to give up".
"Glug" I took a sip of water. The low branches cut my neck, which made me more uneasy about the result of no income. At this moment, my father passed by. He chatted with me for a while, then stood up and walked around. Unexpectedly, after a while, he ran over in a hurry and said, "Ah, the city management is coming, take pictures, and pack up quickly!" " "Smell speech, my brain instantly short-circuited: Oh, my God, wasn't there a chengguan a few days ago? What's going on today? -My body reacted before I could think. I buckled and loosened the flashlight, wrapped the satin of the jewelry in the basket, and finally threw the foam board of Chen Fang jewelry aside, and finally dared to look back. I saw that the urban management was still taking pictures, and many vendors selling clothes were caught red-handed before they could collect them. Finally, I felt my face during the activity and realized that I had broken out in a cold sweat. Can't help but sigh, this chengguan is really more terrible than black and white impermanence, and even more elusive than the Monkey King!
I think this is really a thrilling memory! It contains all kinds of flavors of tension, loss and happiness. And through this experience, I also understand a lot of truth. This is really a different summer vacation life.