I want to tell you loudly that you have always been in my world, and it is hard to give up and forget. ...
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People can't see the rainbow without experiencing the wind and rain! Life is inevitably full of difficulties and obstacles, but we should be like a ship-brave and fearless!
In the lush years, we have plenty of time and youth, and we can even gamble with our youth. Heroes have suffered a lot since ancient times. Youth is fading, and time is slipping through our fingers. What we have to do is to rush to a beautiful and brand-new tomorrow with ideals and expectations, confidence and dreams! "Take a step back and calm down for a while." Life is full of hardships. It is impossible for a person to live in the world smoothly. And there is a wise choice for difficulties called "giving up". Giving up doesn't mean failure, it means making up for the original defects in another way for the dream. Han Xin can be humiliated by his crotch. What an open-minded mind this is. Han Xin gave up for today's success. Isn't it a wise choice to give up? "After a long period of wind and rain, you will see a rainbow." Only after being tempered by wind and rain can you reap the fruits of success. Youth is like a gust of wind. Quietly, my fingertips slipped and crossed me. This gust of wind is a messenger who awakens the soul and makes people love. But fleeting, heartless. Life is like a dream. A dream that I can't guess and see clearly. Playing tricks on us mercilessly in our dreams. But we compete with fate with youth. That's because we believe that our destiny is in our own hands, and we will create it tomorrow. Come on! I declare war on you, fate! Youth is a gorgeous flower. Is an unyielding person in the storm; It is the best in the clear sky. Is a saint in our hearts. In youth, our blood is boiling and we hope to move forward towards a better tomorrow. Go, ship in my heart. Go to your dream, go to the dream of youth!
The second grade composition 2 crossed the gate of the first grade and turned around, only to find myself standing on the mountain of the second grade.
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The second day is a beating note. Although the pace is fast, there is no lack of liveliness and joy. So, my colorful second day life began.
Gorgeous life in the second grade-when I entered the second grade, all subjects were in full swing: physics, biology, history, politics ... plus the newly developed second-class book homework, ah, my schoolbag was "eaten" fat. Some of them couldn't fit, so I added another small bag. Almost every day, I pull one with my left hand and carry one with my right hand. It's hard. There is no such thing as going to bed before eight o'clock in the evening. It's bright red inside and out, and it hasn't stopped from the beginning.
Life in the sky blue in the second day of junior high school-although junior high school is full, I will still use my time after school to read some poems and some wonderful novels. At this moment, the junior high school life in full swing will also cool down. I swim like a fish in the blue ocean of knowledge. The sky-blue junior high school life makes people a little more quiet and sweet. Tagore's Birds and Crescent Moon brought me innocence and maternal love. Bing Xin's "Spring Water Stars" gave me the eternity of love; The selection of O 'Henry's short stories brought me a wonderful ending. ...
Grass-green second-grade life-obviously reveals a kind of vitality and vitality. After a tense day, I finally finished my homework shortly after school. I was bored in the house for a long time and took a quiet road with inexplicable joy. Looking at the green everywhere, a feeling of love arises spontaneously. Under the care of the sunset, they are particularly lovely. Green, green leaves, green trees ... you see, like a surging green ocean, under the careful guidance of Miss Breeze, it fluctuates up and down with a sense of rhythm. At this relaxed moment, the sky-blue junior high school life is covered with a veil of grass.
After entering the second day of junior high school, life is still wonderful and will not change because of some things. My second year of life is unfolding a wonderful picture for me.
On the second day, I wrote three pieces of Xia Yun in the distance, counting down the summer days. A few dark clouds came out to make trouble, blocking the threshold of the sun and refusing to disperse with a sullen face.
Physical education class, the playground is a little wet, and there are shallow waters in several places. A gust of wind blew, and a few drops of water fell to the ground inadvertently, and the water surface wrinkled like sand. We ran several laps on the playground, silently counting which lap it was. By the time I ran to the third lap, my heart had reached the finish line, and it was getting closer and closer. Unexpectedly, I stumbled and leaned forward. I tried to hold my feet steady, but I fell down. Unfortunately, I had a close contact with the playground. Guo Ting and Yu Wei at the back saw it and ran over to ask me, "Are you all right? We will help you. " I nodded and got up in pain. Every step is painful. I squatted down and gasped. The cool breeze blows on my cheeks, and my fingertips are cool.
Guo Ting accompanied me to the infirmary to clean the wound. I can't help shivering when I look at the yellow disinfectant. I whispered to Guo Ting, "Be careful, I'm afraid of pain." Guo Ting looked at the medicine in his hand and said with a smile, "It won't hurt. I will be very gentle. " That smile swept away the haze in my heart like spring breeze and rain. She took a cotton swab, first put it on the wound like a dragonfly, and then spread the disinfectant evenly on the wound to gently soothe my pain. I gently spit out a foul smell and leaned back in the chair for a while. "Otherwise, I go back to the dormitory to change clothes? This dress is like this. " I said. She lifted me up and said, "Well, just look at what your dormitory looks like." She smiled, her eyebrows were clear, and her mouth was smiling in a string.
Downstairs in the dormitory, looking at the endless stairs, I can't help but sigh. "How come there are such long stairs!" said the tunnel. Guo Ting helped me and said, "Don't you have me to help you? Really can't. You can jump on one foot. " Say that finish, also picked his eyebrows at me. I glanced at the stairs, swallowed and said, "Forget it, I'd better walk up." Guo Ting smiled in a low voice and helped me up step by step. Halfway up, I leaned against the wall and gasped and said, "I can't walk, I'm exhausted." She still patiently accompanied me, smiled at me stupidly, took a rest and helped me to continue walking.
The dormitory door was open and the boarding teacher was there. I sat on the bed and took out a tissue to wipe my sweat. I looked up and saw Guo Ting lying slowly with sweat on her forehead, so I drew her a tissue and said, "Wipe the sweat." She accepted with a smile. At this time, the boarding teacher came in to ask me about my situation. Seeing that I was all right, he nodded and left. I jokingly said to Guo Ting, "Look, the boarding teacher is not as tall as you." Guo Ting looked at the door and said, "Yes." I raised my hand and said to Guo Ting, "Look at this, it seems that there is no way to change clothes." Guo Ting nodded and said, "It seems so." I frowned and said, "I climbed so many stairs for nothing." She smiled, and the ringing laughter echoed in my ears. "What's the matter? I will help you down again. " What she said was frivolous and didn't mean to be bored at all. I am a little sorry to think that I was impatient with her before. I looked at her with a smile on my eyebrows and a smile in her dark eyes. The epiphyllum blooming in the corner of my eye is deeply imprinted in my heart and warms me forever.
The wheel of destiny keeps turning, which always brings unexpected things. We must learn to endure and accept the pain we inadvertently bring. Similarly, feel the warmth of unexpected encounters.
Composition 4 of the second day of junior high school just stepped on the back of winter and completed a journey. When the spring breeze sent that warm blessing again, I was walking on the path of memory at the moment, recalling the gloomy and sunny afternoon that I left behind, and opened the book in my hand. The lines of clear and elegant words are like lively children jumping in front of me. I sat down to savor this book called Memories, and I was lost in thought unconsciously. Inadvertently standing in front of the mirror, looking at old photos, compared with now, I am not the lively, lovely and naive child in the eyes of my parents. This may be the passage of time! The passage of time makes you wonder what has changed. I've learned that time is ruthless, and people grow old quietly with the passage of time. This is a reality that no one can change. If the sky is old and people are old, let alone people?
Have you ever been lying on a desk full of books and listened to the melody of time quietly? Have you ever walked barefoot on the beach and looked back at the curved footprints behind you, but they have beautiful streamline? Have you ever sat beside your mother and found her temples covered with silver hair? Have you ever felt the rhythm of every second of time with your heart? You will find that the second hand turns from one second to that second, which is the passage of time! Will these trivial experiences make you think? Will the passage of time arouse your inner waves and agitation? A person sitting alone by the window, the breeze blowing, looking up at the blue sky, savoring the scene of flowers blooming in front of the court, looking up at the sky, only to find that this is also a simple sentence. I am lucky to see this beautiful photo. Looking back, I now savor this picture over and over again. At this moment, I realized that the beauty of life is displayed in front of people in a colorful way because of these quiet and non-stop passes. Recalling the past years is also a kind of beauty.
There are five books in the composition of Grade Two, which bring us into a colorful world and show us a colorful picture. Reading is walking in the book.
I watched Zhu Ziqing's Spring and walked in the spring. In the field, everything wakes up in the sun and continues to grow in spring. Trees spit out green buds, and from a distance, trees seem to be covered with a layer of green smoke. The branches are full of flowers, which are really colorful. Birds are singing happily in the trees, and their songs are crisp and pleasant. The grass also pokes its head out quietly and gently knocks on the door of spring. The warm spring breeze blows head-on, and the air is filled with the breath of spring at once. Filamentous spring rain falls slowly and falls into soft spring mud, nourishing everything. The color of spring is a touch of new green and full of hope. Books, let me know the vibrant spring, intoxicated by the beauty of spring.
When I was reading Gorky's childhood, Alexei and I bumped on the boat and walked in autumn. The sky is so blue and beautiful. White clouds float in the sky like a soft yarn. The leaves on the tree turned yellow and fell from the tree like a yellow disc in the rustling autumn wind. Together with countless fallen leaves on the ground, it forms a beautiful carpet. The leaves of the grass also turned yellow and quietly retracted their heads. The orchard ushered in a bumper harvest and the branches of fruit trees were fruitful. Only the maple leaves become fiery red, which is particularly conspicuous in the yellow autumn. The color of autumn is faint golden, full of the joy of harvest. Books, let me see the beautiful autumn in Russia, intoxicated in the autumn wind.
I read Mo Bosang's Snowy Night, and then I walked on a snowy night in winter. The fields are covered with thick snow. Several old trees have no leaves, only a few dead branches extend into the sky. Green grass, buzzing bees and butterflies are all gone now. As night fell, a full moon appeared in the dark blue sky. It has a gray face and gives off cold light. When are the sparse stars in the sky with the moon? Snow falls from the sky, so light and beautiful. The color of winter is white, pure and beautiful. Books let me appreciate the beauty of loneliness in winter and indulge in a piece of white.
Books are our spiritual home. Let's walk quietly in the book and enjoy the wonderful things in it!
I crawled for a hundred years and burned with a smile for a hundred years, just waiting for the reunion with you, because your happiness is all my belief in this life. This is a sentence by Jing M. Guo, and it is also the beginning of the whole story.
After watching Fantasy City, people will feel very sad. Jing M. Guo cast a wall with his own sadness, then hid behind the city and locked himself firmly with his own sadness and kindness. I buried my head under my knees, like a child, sometimes crying sadly and sometimes smiling brightly.
The theme of the novel may be included in the unnecessary reading column by the teacher, because it is a book without nutrition, but who knows that a good novel actually pours all the feelings of the author, and the author is as alive as people.
I first read this novel in a Chinese class last year. At that time, I just snatched the book "Germination" from the representative of our Chinese class. At first, I didn't know why she wouldn't let me read it. Later, I was reminded by my deskmate that it was written by Jing M. Guo. I only vaguely remember where I heard it. It seems quite famous. I just looked through it a few times. I finally heard the fantasy city, and I was attracted at first sight: it was cherry blossoms. He is a poor bug wrapped in amber. Apricot flowers are sent to his kingdom and his exquisite dreamland, and are envied by others as his cage. I can't help feeling sorry for Castle, because unfortunately, God didn't give him a choice and let him live the life he wanted. His younger brother Sakura Kongshi is also unfortunate. He is too extreme. He did too many things, sacrificed too many people, and got Castle's freedom. Everything depends on one word-love. It has infinite power, and this brotherhood is like a wisp of smoke, which has been wrapped around Castle until death.
Changing points is really wonderful. In the past, Snowbird could sacrifice his life for people who had nothing to do with him in exchange for freedom, and the interpretation of this life is like his previous life helping the wizard who was imprisoned for violating taboos (Caso's previous life) to get him out of that cage, even though he finally paid everything-he will live forever, and no brotherhood will hold himself in his arms and use his clothes when it snows.
Everything is manipulated like a cruel fantasy in the hands of a deep victim. Everything is like a contemptuous and heartless prank in Castle's magical Syracuse. When watching the gate, whoever can save is a disaster.
I can't help humming happily, "As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world …". Ask me why, because I am going to attend the long-awaited flea market for young journalists in wanda plaza! I am inexplicably excited to think that all the proceeds from this activity will be donated to poor children in mountainous areas.
Mom finally found a parking space. As soon as we entered wanda plaza from the elevator, we saw a group of reporters wearing red vests and little red riding hood busy in front of the booth. Only then did we realize that we had forgotten to wear the reporter's work clothes because we were in such a hurry. My mother and I quickly found an empty booth. Haha, Brother Thumb, Brother Dabai and Brother Cola also saw us, and immediately came to help sort out the goods for today's charity sale. Eagle-eyed brother Coke saw the magic box I was going to use to attract customers at a glance, stared at the ring inside, and threatened that he was best at performing this, but he was exposed from the beginning and could not do it at all. Then he pestered me and asked me for this magic prop, saying that he would use it to cheat his girlfriend! Well, it's a good try, but I can't stand being apart from it. Even my brother's coke was attracted by my booth. Boy, it seems that my sales strategy is not bad! My mother couldn't help me set up a stall, so she hurried home to get my work clothes.
After some efforts, I finally set up a booth and looked at the people coming and going, thinking that today's results must be good, but the reality is that no matter how I perform magic to attract them, no one has ever patronized my grocery stall. Just when I felt lost, a little reporter came over and picked up the "three-dimensional maze" I put on the magic box and asked, "Hey, what is this?" "Three-dimensional maze", I quickly seized the opportunity and enthusiastically introduced the gameplay to him. "Do you see the inside of the track? Let the beads walk along the track when playing. If it can reach its final destination without slipping, it will succeed. Although it is very small, it is very difficult and definitely challenges people's care and patience! This was originally two yuan each. If you want, I'll give you a discount, one and a half yuan! " He was obviously persuaded by me and put his hand into his pocket and asked, "Do you have any change? I only have change for a dollar. " For this first business, I put caution to the wind. "One dollar and one, here you are!" "Although this first business is very small, it makes me more confident and enthusiastic, and I feel that luck will follow. My Qiao Hu early education gadgets, shapeshifters and trailers were subsequently sold one by one. When my mother came back, I was doing a big business. An aunt spent 10 to buy my two "fighting cars". Her mother praised me for my ability when she saw this.
I can't tell you how happy I am to see things in my booth being noticed and picked away. Mom saw that my magic props were useless, but they took up the land and told me to put them away. At this time, Thumb came over and saw me sorting out the magic box and asked, "Is your ring still there?" Only then did I know that the Lord of the Rings was taken away by naughty brother Coke. Before I ordered the arrest, Brother Coke turned himself in. Enthusiastic Thumb Brother has already found Brother Coke, and the magic ring is hanging around his neck. Brother Coke once again used his tenacious kung fu to make me sell him a dollar. The great elder brother beside him couldn't stand it any longer and said, "One hundred!" I'm afraid he won't give up: "a thousand!" " "Mom couldn't help joking," You're going to rob money! " "Surprisingly, Brother Coke is very persistent about the ring necklace and offered a very attractive price:" Come to my robot club for free in the future! " Wow! Robot, my favorite, I looked at the Lord of the Rings and then at my mother. I gave up my love cruelly and stammered, "OK ... OK, deal!" Time passed quickly, the activity was almost over, and the grand and simple donation ceremony began. I was so excited that I stuffed all the money I earned today into the donation box, and finally I was deeply proud of myself when I donated a thick book.
After the activity, my mother and I just tidied up the rest of the things. A young reporter who was about to leave was attracted by my detachable motorcycle. I seized the opportunity and quickly demonstrated the disassembly process to her. The aunt standing next to her is obviously her mother. She seemed to see her heartfelt love and asked me how much it was. "Five dollars!" As soon as I spoke, my aunt gave me 10 yuan, and my mother on the side quickly prepared 5 yuan money for them, urging me to donate it to the donation box before my teachers and brothers left. When I just put the money into the donation box, the reporter who just bought my motorcycle and dismantled it also put the 5 yuan my mother found into the donation box. We smiled at each other.
When I left the flea market, I couldn't get rid of the pictures donated by my companions. In this snowy winter, there are waves of warmth in my heart. I think everyone must hope that our love will reach the poor children in mountainous areas as soon as possible.
Step into a new era and explore the future. You will find that sometimes trivial things contain the deep concern and greetings from the society, the warmth and harmony between neighbors and the prosperity and strength of the motherland.
Next to our building, many high-rise buildings are surrounded by two brand-new bungalows, one is slightly larger and the other is slightly smaller. Blue paint on a white background, very strong, reflects the meticulous design of the builder. In these two ordinary huts, there lived two people who were not ordinary at all. These two people are disabled, one is short and lame; One is tall and deaf. They didn't build these two huts themselves, but a disabled people's association helped them build them by the roadside. These two humble huts have condensed how much social care for the disabled. The people in these two huts are happy. They have not been abandoned by society. For such a long time, how many bungalows have been demolished and how many illegal buildings have been demolished, but these two thatched cottages have been left behind every time, standing motionless next to tall buildings, like two little soldiers who stick to the city. They have also contributed to the society and become a beautiful scenery on the street.
Yes, it is indeed a landscape. People who live in these two rooms don't sigh every day. On the contrary, they smile every day. Because they don't wait for people around them all day, but stand bravely with normal people by their own skills. The lame man sat in a slightly larger room to repair his shoes because his legs and feet were inconvenient to walk. Whenever a customer comes, he always says "please sit down" first, and then asks where the shoes are broken. If there are already customers, he will say, "please wait a little longer, it will be ready soon!" " "He will also give some useful advice to shoes. He never collects money indiscriminately. He is so simple and short, but in people's minds, he is so precious and tall. Deaf people are engaged in car repair, and customers come to repair cars. When there is something wrong with the car, he always has to gesture with him for a long time before he can understand it, but no customer complains. On the contrary, everyone smiles. In the strokes, the customer is closer to his heart. These two people treat things with a happy attitude every day, and customers return with sincere smiles. They are also useful people to the society, and the society has not forgotten them, and the neighbors around them have not looked at them in an alternative way. They are very lucky.
The whole society is permeated with an atmosphere of mutual help and mutual respect. Maybe this is the new era. In the bright sunshine, it grows inch by inch with beautiful strength.
From then on, I was no longer afraid.
I'm afraid of ghosts.
I'm afraid of everything, the outstretched hand in the toilet, more and more myself in the mirror, the light in the crack in the roof, the virginity climbing out of the TV, the narrow space, and the heartless old lady who follows the children at night.
I'm afraid of everything.
Parents who know everything don't know that their children are afraid of ghosts!
I always remember it clearly. An article pointed out that if we look at a ghost's face, we will find that it is only a face with concentrated fear. When we are faced with faces full of panic, many fear memories that were originally suppressed in our hearts will naturally float up and cover our heads.
In other words, the fear accumulated in our bodies broke out.
These fears used to be our own.
Rain and fog enveloped the streets. My sister's child is one and a half years old today. We watched him as promised, and the rain never stopped.
After we arrived, we quickly entered her house, keeping the rain out of her familiar layout, a warm living room, a happy cage in her heart, and the eldest sister came out and smiled and held his lovely baby in her arms. "? The baby's eyes were dripping with water everywhere and suddenly stared at me. The first time I saw him, I couldn't help but feel a sense of fear, as if the movie would eat the baby! But he smiled, and the baby's voice trembled, but I didn't expect my fear to be inexplicably cured by my sister-this baby prefers human faces because it has eyes. When the baby looks at that face, it knows that it is being "seen" by another person.
Strangely, when I know that what I am afraid of is not something magical, I naturally feel unafraid. Because I know that what I am really afraid of is only one person, and I can protect myself in the face of one person.
After that, I'm not afraid anymore.
As the saying goes, "Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes". As a place where many people gather all day, the bus is naturally a place where crouching tiger hides dragon, which leads all walks of life to come here for something. Because here you can not only show your martial arts, but also reach your destination quickly. Kill two birds with one stone, why not?
After years of observation and thinking, I have divided this Jianghu into "Zhang Yang School" and "Low-key School". Although the two schools have different personalities, they have numerous disciples and wizards. Because the two factions have never interfered with each other, the rivers and lakes were once peaceful. Today, I want to show you the great power hidden in the bus.
The door of the bus slowly opened and a big man came along. He is a member of the "Zhang Yang School". That big fellow, with bare arms and explosive muscles, is particularly arrogant with a dragon tattooed on his arm.
He stared at the man sitting in front of him. Winter has arrived, but the big fellow is still naked. Although there are many girls in the car, he is not ashamed and still stares at the man in front of him with bare arms. You can tell at a glance that it is extraordinary.
The stared person can't stand this kind of gaze, so he quickly got up, got off the bus and ran away. And the big guy sat in the man's seat with a clear conscience and played with his mobile phone.
In the back row, near the window, sat a pupil, who was also a member of the Zhang Yang School. I saw him talking and laughing loudly with another pupil next to him while drinking a bottle of coke. The conversation was punctuated by one or two rude words. "Zhang Yangpai" pupils drank all the coke in their hands and looked at the coke cans in their hands, which seemed a little unhappy. He opened the window and threw it at a moving car with the window open beside the bus. After drawing an arc in the air, the empty jar was thrown into the fast-moving car with great precision. The driver didn't notice and drove on.
"Beautiful" pupils clapped their hands proudly and said, "Three points!" After that, he turned his head and looked as usual. As if nothing had happened, he began to talk and laugh with the people next to him.
Don't think that this Jianghu is dominated by the "Zhang Yang School", while the "Low-key School" is just a sect that is not worthy of the name. No, they are as low-key as the names of their sects. Their low-key personality often makes it difficult for others to find them. Look! The grandfather with a serious hunchback who just got on the bus is a "low-key" person. When he got on the bus for the first time, he looked very ill and was offered his seat. But as soon as he got off the bus, he quickly crossed the endless road, immediately reached the middle of the road and ran into a fence nearly one meter high.
Don't think that this fence can stop the old man's way forward. All wet! I saw him holding the fence in one hand, kicking on the ground and turning over the fence almost one meter high. The action is in one go, very natural and unrestrained. His back is straight and his steps are fast. After crossing the fence, he hurried across the road and disappeared into the noisy sea of people.
In front of this uncle, that uncle is obviously a little "incompetent." He only used four napkins, occupying five seats. Put one in each seat, and one seat is occupied by hand.
In this chaotic Jianghu, there are also some kind people. Look at that row of red love seats. No matter how many people are on the bus and how crowded it is, people in need always sit on it. This is the leading role played by kinder talents. They must be praised for this.
Although this Jianghu is extremely calm, I also hope that you can abandon the martial arts and quit the Jianghu, so that there will be no more "publicity" and "low-key" factions in this world.