My mother's name is Yan. She is of medium height and has a pair of black eyes embedded in her oval face.
Mother is a gentle and kind person. Never spoil me. When I make mistakes, my mother will severely criticize me.
At home, my mother always teaches me how to be a man, and often tells me meaningfully: "To be a man, be an upright and kind person. Whether you study well or not, as long as you are good, you are not a bad person. If you learn well and others don't, that means you are a bad person. First of all, be a good person, not a bad person. "
Every holiday, grandpa likes to eat jiaozi, steamed buns, steamed buns and other foods cooked by his mother. My mother often cooks it for grandpa. Grandpa tasted it and said, "Your cooking is so delicious that I like it best ..."
Mom is a helpful person! Grandpa's clothes are dirty and mom washes them. Healthy mother often cleans!
At dinner, I always tell my mother what happened at school. My mother nodded while listening, but every time she listened to me, she always looked at me and nodded. It's really like listening to a report from the chief. I also asked my mother to help me solve some problems. For example, when someone hits me, my mother always says, "Don't haggle with them and stay away from them."
One o'clock, make way, clear sky Wan Li. Take a step back and broaden the horizon. "Mom is the greatest mother in my mind. When I grow up, I will also help my parents do housework and reduce their burden.
A man without an ideal is like a ship without a rudder, which will eventually be swallowed up by the sea. Those who refuse to fight for their ideals, like the symbol of the night, are bound to fall to the other side. Find your ideal, light it up, and let A Ring of Endless Light accompany you all your life.
In fact, life is a long journey, with a rest at the stop and more of a move forward.
I used to pick those little flowers on the roadside during my trip, or roll around in a small pond, and then go home and wait for Feng to be scolded ... In short, I am too playful and always influenced by many things, or when I am blocked by thorns, I just sit still and cry, hoping that a big hand will fall from the sky and help me clear the difficulties ahead, but.
Until one day, I found many people following me, and they were used to this silence. I found this silence came too late ... I live in a small village. Although my life is much better than before, there are still many bumpy roads. Since I entered junior high school, the journey to school has been much longer. On the way home at night, this road is a little scary for me.
No matter what difficulties you encounter, you should go forward bravely and fight for your career.
I am the eighth king of stars, and our palace is more exquisite than any palace in Blade Syracuse, which can be said to be a crystal garden. I have two sisters, both of whom have peerless faces, but the family members are as reluctant to mention them as they were during the jihad.
Indeed, I am a sad child. She was born with a thousand years of psychic powers, but her horoscope was interrupted. I heard from Youwang that she could only live to be 250 years old and didn't become a girl in the year of Elder Sister 130. Later, she went to be the western protector of the deep sacrifice, and she, her sister's star track, became the only person who could freely enter and leave the magical snow mountain except the deep sacrifice.
My second sister is an excellent astrologer. She always likes to wear the star robe given to her by the king as the star of the king. The king's name is Castle, a young and promising king. By the age of 350, he had defeated the Fire King across the sea of ice. My second sister loves me very much, and she also loves Wang. However, they are doomed not to be together, because the queen of Castle's brother can only be a mermaid in the sea, because only mermaids can have offspring with high spiritual strength. Later, the second sister Yao Xing was buried in the depths of the ice sea, dreaming for thousands of years. ...
Now, I can only spend my growing spiritual strength and my endless lonely life in this crystal clear palace. ...
When there are more and more geese in the blue sky, when you walk in the forest, small yellow leaves swirl and fall silently on your shoulders. At this time, autumn, a messenger of love who makes the earth full of vitality, has quietly come to us.
If, on a rainy day, you come to our beautiful campus, at that time, you will feel the strange beauty of autumn like spring. As soon as I entered the campus, pieces of wheat and Ophiopogon japonicus like green carpets were lying in gardens of various shapes, which seemed particularly leisurely.
Walking up a row of concrete steps, we came to Little Square, where we had recess activities. There are several big flower beds next to Little Square. Look, Miss Qiu gave Li Hongye a red T-shirt. Gently shaking my slim figure, crystal water drops fell from the dark red leaves to the ground, making a "spluttered" sound on my face, feeling cold. Breathing fresh air broadens my mind.
The spiny gladiolus asked Miss Qiu to give it a green T-shirt. Touch that long knife. If you are not careful, it hurts when you are stabbed. There is a brown "dead branch" in the center of gladiolus. Although the white flower on it has withered, I still like it because it has a vigorous beauty.
Autumn rain is still falling, and I don't want to leave, because I like autumn, its strange beauty like spring, and the charming campus in the rain and dew.
There is a big garden in the west of our school, which is called "Triangle Land". Everything there is interesting to me.
There are round wax gourd, watery peas, purple-faced eggplant, cucumbers with small flowers, busy ants, snails gnawing leaves, caterpillars hunched over, cicadas chirping on tall poplars. Needless to say, just the murals on the surrounding walls can bring people unlimited fun.
One of the murals is the most interesting. It depicts a strange red-eyed cow with long horns and a high-tech milking machine in its abdomen, which can be automatically disinfected, refrigerated or heated. If someone needs milk, it will automatically say, "Please put in a dollar coin." After drinking milk, it will automatically say, "Thank you, welcome to come again next time." There is also an interesting mural. It depicts an automatic fruit sorter. A tall robot picks all kinds of fruits from trees and sorts them; Another robot disinfects the fruit, and the rotten fruit will be thrown away automatically; The third robot makes preserved fruits and dried fruits, puts them in trucks and transports them to all directions. Some thick vines are wrapped around the murals, and some places have cracked, which is extremely old. I wish the school could be repaired!
Excellent composition in grade 86, it is drizzling. Autumn rain moistens the yellow-leafed, golden-yellow land. Rain, like dew, washes the earth and people's hearts. The grass is so green and bright, the heart is so white, as white as snow.
The rain is very small, it is the rain in Mao Mao, like a deep and slightly dreamy song, it floats quietly and melts in this drizzle. The rain is as light as fog, as soft as silk, and it keeps flying, as if a fairy were dancing, and it is getting faster and faster.
Rain, gradually getting bigger, raindrops hit trees and tiles, and the rhythm is crisp and audible. Gently heavy, heavy light, with a thick trickle gurgling down the tile trough and eaves.
How many poets have been inspired by rain in ancient and modern times? From Rain Outside the Curtain by Li Yu to Rain Alone by Huang Tingjian. Ten thousand knots of Hunan and Hubei feelings "; From Yang Wanli's "The water is bright and the mountains are rainy" to Li Qingzhao's "The shower last night, a deep sleep does not require wine". Rain, you are really strong.
The rain continued to fly, dripping on trees, leaves and grass, slowly melting, dripping, melting again, removing dust bit by bit and restoring its original appearance. Seeing this, your heart seems to be cleaned by it bit by bit, brighter and whiter, raining, sacrificing yourself, infecting others, and giving by default.
Autumn rain, high and low, big and small, is like a euphemistic song, warm, deep, gentle and gentle, always lingering around me and in my heart.
Early in the morning, I opened my sleepy eyes and looked out of the window. Suddenly I found the world was hazy. I don't know whether the angel girl put on the veil or the earth mother-in-law pulled up the thick curtains. I opened my eyes and took a closer look, only to find that it was foggy.
Being in the street is like falling into a bottle. Looking up, there is no blue sky. Looking down, I can only see the small clearing under my feet. The fog seems to be deliberately teasing me, touching my nose, kissing my face, blowing my hair and touching my calf. I am in this charming fog, just like walking in the clouds. It seems to me that I am in a fairyland. Everything is flying, and the small mounds piled up in the fields are even more charming, like continuous mountains, one after another. I can't help reaching for a handful of fog and catching it. When I opened my hand, I don't know when it slipped away along my fingertips. A car driving on the road is like a car.
As a student, I am most concerned about my grades. I am a layman, and I can't escape this fate.
When I was a child, I was a very annoying person, but I couldn't say what I hated.
For example, in primary school Chinese class, the teacher asked a girl to answer questions. The girl answered well and the teacher was very happy. When she was happy, she praised her and said that everyone should learn more from her. There are seven or eight five-pointed stars in her exercise book.
Then I will say in a calm voice, I am seventeen, but I will continue to work hard.
I would never do such a thing in junior high school.
When a classmate said how many points I got in practicing calligraphy, someone would immediately jump out and say what it was and how many points I got in the exam, and then she was complacent in the admiration of people around her.
I thought about my score and smiled quietly.
I know what it is. There's someone outside.
Our class has the third place in the world of Olympic Mathematics, why not the first place and the second place? Because she found it too annoying to fly to Singapore to participate in the finals and abstained.
Look, she is helping the teacher with the test paper as the answer for the next class.
She has no idea that someone is writing about her.
Dull is a pursuit, a realm, and a dull life is like a chrysanthemum, without competition, lofty and quiet.
Plain life, like a light rain in the south of the Yangtze River, is not as violent as a storm, but it also gives people a sense of freshness after the rain. Although the plain life is not tragic, it will make the hero's bones wither, but it also has the loneliness of "Mei Xuxun's snow is white, and Mei Xiang is lost in the snow".
Ordinary life, but also has a kind of beauty different from the secular, all this is outside Tsinghua, indifferent to it. Simple chrysanthemum, weather-beaten, beautiful as usual, proudly branches. Plain orchids, in the deep mountains and valleys, quietly vomit a fragrance. Surin is graceful in the mud. Dark plum blossoms, blooming in the ice and snow. Life is impermanent, winning or losing is only temporary, plain and leisurely. Relaxation is a kind of character, a state, and an open and detached wisdom.
Plain life runs through the pursuit of "the heart of water does not dispute, the cloud cares", and plain life can also blossom into another kind of wonderful. Tao Yuanming's life is dull, but there are also profound artistic conceptions such as "I am drunk and sleepy, and the Ming Dynasty intends to hold the piano", "Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely", and there are also "five buckets of rice, how can I bow down and punch?" A noble and proud coast.
Plain life, although meaningless gains and losses, indifferent to fame and fortune. However, we must have the ambition of "saving the world", "being poor is immune to the world, and being able to help the world", and always shed blood for the rise and fall of the country, so that the plain life will bloom brilliantly.
Since Bill Gates created the computer, the network has been developing day by day, and today's network has both advantages and disadvantages. Today, my book is about the Internet.
Network is a symbol of human progress. On the internet, you can look up information; Reading classics, there is no limit to China and the West; There is no distinction between ancient and modern times. Young people can receive early education online, so the internet can inspire young people to be polite and knowledgeable; Scholars can read ancient and modern classics, check Chinese and western cultures, solve doubts in class, and be people-oriented, so the Internet can make them more eager to learn; Adults can watch videos online, learn life skills, answer young people's doubts, watch news and understand current events. There is no difference between morning and evening, and the network can enrich their knowledge. Old people can learn how to keep fit, do Tai Chi and do aerobics online. Oh, that's the beauty of the internet!
The old man said, "the internet can also teach bad young people." However, scholars retort, "This is not true. Internet is a tool for young people to learn manners, knowledge, law-abiding and even foreign languages. The Internet is a wonderful thing. "
However, the Internet also has disadvantages. Internet surfers are called "Internet addicts". I play online games all day, or chat in communication. Sometimes I listen to famous songs and read novels, and I don't eat or sleep for a day. His relatives are worried that his body will be tired and his heart will rot, so he stays in Lacrimosa all day.
Even so, there are still people who don't regret it, and even go to prison again, ranging from two or three days to two or three years. Hey! At this time, the destruction of the network on its body and mind will eventually be regretted.
In a word, the Internet has both advantages and disadvantages. The scholar sat by the computer and said, "Oh, the advantages of using the Internet outweigh the disadvantages of giving it up." In my opinion, the benefits of using the internet will benefit people; On the contrary, it is destroyed by people.
Excellent composition in the eighth grade: 1 1 Spring poems flying all over the sky drive away our troubles and let us listen to happy voices with warm sunshine; Haruka, flying all over the sky, kept our laughter and made me feel happy with the moving melody.
In the evening, the wind blew across the balcony, leaving a fragrance, a sweetness and a warm kiss. The taste of spring: sunshine. Rain, dew and breeze. The drizzle ... comes quietly in this beautiful spring.
The spring wind, blowing the lazy mind, slowly broke into the heart, like a soft song secreted to the bottom of my heart.
Spring rain, watering the boiling temperature, drowned the impetuous mood, like a moving picture.
The breath of spring, small bridges and flowing water, gurgling through the heart, quiet and pleasant; By the side of the small pond, frogs are everywhere, and the oil-green lotus leaves are lined with big lotus flowers, swaying like countless upturned children, chasing and playing.
The taste of spring is warm, cool, sweet, depressing, laughing and painful. ...
No matter what kind of smell it is, it is its talk and its release, which brings us the truest feelings. The taste of spring, let us experience it slowly, let us stay quietly, we are buried in our hearts.
12 There is a classmate named Zai Jie Jun in our class. He is usually tall and thin. He is polite and helpful. He is a good student and a good friend of mine.
One day, I couldn't do the problem, so I peeked at my classmate's problem. When he saw it, he came up to me and said kindly, "Sha Jinshi, this question is not easy. Did you do it? "
"I said gloomily," I can't solve this problem. What should I do? " He said, "Let me show you. "After that, he asked me to open the textbook and look at the examples, and then let me calculate. Then he found my calculation error and wrote "3" as "7". After I changed it, I finally got it right. I said happily, "Thank you for helping me. I will check it carefully afterwards. " He looked at me and smiled and said, "It's wrong to peek at other people's problems.
We do problems not because we finish tasks for teachers, but because we learn knowledge, because we serve others with knowledge and become useful people when we grow up.
After listening to his words, I thought to myself: I must keep up with him, work hard on my senior high school composition, do my homework seriously and strive for good grades. Now, he has dropped out of school, and I miss him very much, especially his image of caring about his classmates has been deeply left in my heart.
I am not a great man, and I can't feel the success of great men pointing out the mountains and rivers. I'm not Madame Curie. I can't taste the success of her dedication to science. I'm not Jay Chou, and I can't understand his success in music. I am just a middle school student, trying to be as successful as possible with the words of youth; I am just an ordinary middle school student, flying freely at home.
I think this is me, and I am eager to succeed.
I was spoiled by my parents at home since I was a child, but I am not reconciled. I want to show that I am not useless with practical actions.
I, I like playing badminton best. I like white and flawless feathers, and I like the happiness I share with others when playing badminton. Just like that day, my father and I went to play badminton, but my father deliberately let me go. I was very angry: "Just have fun and don't let go. If it is really time for the game, who will let you! " Dad had to keep playing, and now dad won't let him. He raised his racket and hit the ball hard. I missed it. I lost. I challenged my father: "I must hit you in the future!" " "Dad readily accepted.
Every child likes to play, and I am no exception. I like to find many people to play with. I think only when I play can I feel extremely relaxed and happy. I often play some big games with my classmates and have a good time every time.
What's the matter? Do you know me? I am who I am, the unique me.
There is 14 excellent composition in the eighth grade, a sacred noun; Home, a beautiful place; Home, a desirable place. I can finally send my messenger, Dayan, back to Luoyang, and I deeply understand his feelings. I decided to go home on National Day and experience the taste of my hometown.
When you get home, take a swig of water from your hometown. The entrance is cold and the throat is sweet. Oh, the taste of hometown is sweet.
Before you come to the haystack, throw your backpack on the lawn and throw it at the haystack yourself. Close your eyes and take a deep breath. The smell of grass is unique in your hometown. Pick a flower and smell it. Ha, I seem to have forgotten my troubles. The taste of hometown is carefree.
Got up and came to the back of the mountain, walking among the trees, the sun fell from the cracks in the leaves, forming countless spots. Stepping on it, I made a crisp click, and I got lost in the familiar mountain road. Pick up a fallen leaf, and the vein on it is a map of my hometown. Birds are singing freely. The taste of hometown is free.
When I came to the foot of the mountain, there was a stream. I took off my shoes and stepped into the water. The water didn't reach my feet and knees. Walk freely in the water. Laila, sit on a rock on the water and swing your feet in the water. I remember catching small fish with my brother and sister when I was a child. The taste of hometown is happy.
When I got home, my grandmother greeted me, rubbing my hands on my apron and calling my nickname. Oh, the taste of hometown is warm.
This is home, my home. Your family, too? You can go back and feel the taste when you are free.