During the harvest season-autumn and spring and autumn, plants go through many processes. Farmers' uncles harvest fruits and I harvest knowledge.
The warm sunshine enveloped the whole earth, and even birds came to report their joy. The farmers are smiling! They saw that their previous hard work was not in vain, and the trees were covered with heavy fruits. They can't help singing and want to express their joy with wonderful songs!
Autumn is so special. As long as all the seeds are planted through hard work and sweat, you will not be disappointed. Because they know that you are not a quitter! The same is true of learning. If you give up halfway, you will only bring yourself the greatest loss.
Autumn is a harvest season, and busy farmers will never feel tired, because their fatigue is covered with joy. Just like learning knowledge, when you thoroughly understand a knowledge point, you won't feel that there is a problem that stumbles you, because you know, you have gained knowledge in autumn!
In the crisp autumn season, I am very grateful for the arrival of autumn. It makes farmers work hard every day and pick the fruits of hope; It is it that makes me gain rich knowledge every day; It is it that makes me see the golden scenery left by autumn!
Autumn is the harvest season, and everyone will gain something! Thank you, poetic autumn!
Life on New Year's Day is happy, sweet, tired and fast.
A happy lunar life is like a happy apple, which often makes people laugh from time to time. Vivid photos of neighbors; Boys and girls are in full swing, and the wind and smoke are sometimes there; A joke between classmates; Singing contest of fair-weather friends; Sub-cooperation of lecture halls; Looking forward to swimming in politics class; The corner of the classroom background; Makes us feel that life is full of taste and fun.
Life is sweet in the crescent moon is also like a withered mango, which makes people taste the bitter fruit of laziness. After the exam, we students have to go through a teacher's persuasion, and the students in the audience are naturally like a spring rain. The midnight situation of the parent-teacher conference naturally makes us tremble with fear. Naturally, we work hard and study hard. Naturally, there is a famous saying to see who laughs at the beginning.
Time flies like running water, and a year has passed quickly. The busyness of the new moon makes us forget the farewell of time. It seems that every year is like a second, and we spend it happily. ...
A warm sun in the cold winter remembers the heavy snow a few years ago, when I was just a child in primary school. One day, my parents went to work and it was snowing heavily outside the window. Glittering snowflakes slowly fall with the biting north wind. I am alone at home, snuggling up in bed and watching TV.
Suddenly, the sound of waving a broom came from downstairs, from far to near, from near to far. I put on my clothes curiously and looked at the balcony. She is wearing a yellow coat. At first, I thought it was sanitation workers cleaning the snow, so I didn't care. But just as I was about to turn my head, I found that there was no word "sanitation" on her clothes, indicating that she was not a sanitation worker, so why did she clean it?
I became curious, and it was because of curiosity that I carefully observed the old woman. She is wearing a tan coat and plain cotton trousers, but they don't look so new. It may have worn for a long time and faded. She looks simple in a pair of flat shoes.
It took a long time, only a small part. Grandma may be too tired. She raised her head and bent down to knock twice from time to time. My family doesn't live very high. As soon as she looked up, I saw her amiable face. After many years, her forehead was covered with wrinkles, not to mention the others.
I can't bear to see her so tired. There is nothing to do anyway, so we ... go down and help her. The idea suddenly came to my mind and was affirmed after one ten thousandth of a second.
Grandma, regardless of her health, went out to sweep the snow in winter and was preoccupied with others. I looked at the heavy snow and they seemed to understand what I meant. Gradually, I think they seem to be getting smaller, and the plum blossoms on both sides are particularly beautiful, red and pink, very beautiful.
The most important thing is that the sun is out! This winter will no longer be a winter, and this warm sun will always warm my heart. ...