I wrote 1 for π mania. "π" is an endless mystery, and no one knows the specific value of "π". Students don't like "π" because the approximate value of "π"-"3.14" is not easy to calculate by multiplying it by any number. But it is essential in the exam. Cylinders and cones need it, and the area and circumference of a circle need it, so students hate π, but I am an exception.
I am very interested in π, and I am a "loyal fan" of π. I plan to recite π to hundreds of millions after graduation. I think π' s "father" Zu Chongzhi will laugh when he knows that his children have such a diehard "fan".
Now, it takes an iron boy 24 hours and 4 minutes to recite π to 67890 decimal places. How much this iron powder loves π! It is love that gives him motivation and makes π an indispensable part of his life. This valuable spirit is worth learning.
"3. 14 15926 ..." Who's back pi? It's me. I'm stuck in π. The endless mystery of "π" brought me into the universe of "π". I fly freely in the "π" galaxy, and a series of boring numbers become colorful and endless. I often feel that it is gone forever.
"π" is a beautiful number and an elusive number. In the process of reciting "π", I also encountered setbacks and difficulties, but I survived. Thanks to π, it gave me strength, and thanks to π, it gave me courage and confidence to overcome other difficulties.
Now the π in the math textbook has been changed to "3. 14", but π still lives in my heart. March 14, I will never forget π' s "shelling day"!
Now mathematicians have a special liking for "π", and today's technology can already calculate "π" to one trillion digits after the decimal point, just to get the specific number of "π" and unveil the real veil of "π". I hope people can do more research on π and give us π crazy π fans a longer and wider flight route!
"π"! I'm crazy for you! You have injected color and joy into my life! I love you!
Once I wrote for π crazy 2, I didn't recognize myself; Once, I was at a loss; Once, I pretended not to remember; Am I still the ideal at that time?
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Every real present was once my fantasy future. Looking back on the road I have traveled, I turned my head and embarked on the journey of the future without any regrets. I am a model of family siege and accusation; I am a template for relatives to criticize education, without any reason or excuse, just because I am a post-90s generation. I remember my parents' worries. But don't change me just because I saw a few scum shows. I am not born after the founding of the People's Republic of China during the Cultural Revolution, nor am I born after the 80s of scar literature creation. I am a controversial post-90s generation. Why is it all my fault? Which one of you knows that I have no dreams, and who knows that I was crazy about the dreams of youth.
I worked hard for my dream, but it didn't come true. I don't need to be sad. Most importantly, I am crazy about my dream. If a person loses his dream, it is the saddest thing. I bent down to listen to my inner voice:
For the beautiful dream in my heart,
I am studying in a foreign land.
Since you want your dream to come true.
How can you give up the pursuit?
How many times you cry, how many times you sigh.
How many times to escape and how many times to lose.
There seems nothing I can do.
Failure always accompanies me.
Success is always so far away.
Dreams don't have to be known to others, but I like to bury them in my heart. I want the whole world to know-I'm keeping a low profile. Even if the bone is broken, why be afraid; Even if it is black and blue, what's the harm! I will never forget my grand declaration:
Through the hedge fan, away from the noise.
Face up to the gloom of life
A chic life, we are addicted to acting.
Time is old, step by step.
Although life is ideal, it is a bit bleak.
I'll still move on.
I have a simple world outlook, I have a frivolous bottom line, I have an innocent smile, and I have a free and easy heartstring like running water. Despite the superficial indifference, who can pretend to see my heart? I clearly understand that the distance between ideal and reality is full. I am just a grain of sand in the sea. My dream wants to be as quiet as air, but I don't have the courage to forget it and never mention it again. Those brave words are still ringing in my ears, and the exam target is still lying on the white wall. Life is so severe, although you work hard, you may not be able to achieve your ideal. I clearly realized that:
I am crazy about the dream of youth.
I wander in the world of dreams.
A missed opportunity in life.
Painful tears of failure
I can't stop.
Now we know the pain of dreamless.
How can you not work hard?
Dreams are in your own hands, and you will regret it for a lifetime if you give up; Cherish, or limited. I am on the verge of opposition, and I can only feel uneasy and speechless. Choice, so difficult! My mood is so chaotic! As a member of the post-90s generation, I am full of fun at home and abroad, and my ambition is stronger than gold! I dare to love and hate, I dare to be crazy about my dreams, and I dare to shout to heaven:
Every sentence tells the true meaning of life,
The paragraphs are elegant and the article shows eternal philosophy.
Remember yesterday's failure,
Pick up dreams of the past and present,
Write down an indulgence with both hands,
Enrich the meaning of life with wisdom. Dreams never leave me again. I am a combination of living for my dreams and being crazy about them. No matter whether tomorrow is the same or not, I am only crazy about the dream of youth. Reality is this shore, ideal is the other shore, and there is a swift river in the middle. Nothing can stop me from realizing my dream, and no one can break my dream-crazy heart. Things change, he will in my heart forever ring:
In the middle of the sea,
I'm confused and confused,
Can't tell the direction,
Where is my dream?
Dreams, imagination,
My dream is brewing in my mind;
Dream, set sail,
My dream lingers in my heart.
Since dreams can't be abandoned,
How can you relax yourself!
Dream of sailing here,
I am crazy about the dream of youth!
I write crazy for π. Music makes my life more colorful. It makes my life no longer boring and always makes me unforgettable. I like music very much. Listen to music every time you are in a bad mood, and the whole person will feel comfortable immediately.
I can't stop crying when I hear sad songs. I will be very happy when I hear happy songs. I will be intoxicated when I hear beautiful songs.
Every time I write down my own ideas to form a song, no matter how good or bad, I always let my deskmate &; quot6+ 1。 Quot Write the song in your notebook, and experience and taste it slowly. In my heart, she writes best. In my mind, what is more attractive than music in the world?
In the morning, turn on the music and walk through the city that has not yet been noisy, but the soul is forgotten in the lofty or sad environment created by shouting or whispering. Like a stubborn &; Quot The most beautiful wish must be the craziest, I&my God, where I live quot I started to find my own direction and then worked hard.
When I am sad, I will follow Show Lo's self-hypnosis. When I work hard, I will use my girlhood to express my wishes. I know that no matter whether I am sad or happy, I will be with the belief of Mayday and watch the next dawn. ...
I write crazy for π. In my family, I am a famous bookworm. My parents often say that I love books to the point of madness. Do you believe me? Then read my story!
I remember when I was in the second grade, I especially loved reading fairy tales. One day, when I came home from school, I dropped my schoolbag and was about to do my homework. My eyes were suddenly attracted by the Arabian Nights, a book on the shelf. I quickly took it out and read it with relish. The wonderful storyline in the book brought me to one interesting fairy tale world after another. One page, two pages ... I am like a hungry sheep, rushing into a fertile grassland and eating greedily.
About an hour passed, and it suddenly occurred to me that I hadn't started my homework yet, so I had to put down my fairy tale book and get busy with my homework. As soon as I changed my habit of procrastinating on my homework and insisted on writing, formulas and words poured out of my pen like a spring. Within three to five minutes, all the homework will be finished.
I picked up the fairy tale book again and plunged into it. When I was in a good mood, suddenly a harsh ringing of the telephone pulled me out of the sea of books, and I reluctantly put down my book to answer the phone. I heard it was my mother, and I didn't have time to listen to what my mother said. I quickly said, "I know!" "I quickly hung up the phone, my eyes never left the book. After about twenty minutes, my mother came back from work and asked me if the water was on. "Boil water? "I am as confused as Friar Zhang Er. It turns out that I didn't say a word to my mother on the phone. I had to bow my head and pretend to plead guilty and be punished, but my eyes still lingered between the lines of the fairy tale book. Mom can't do anything about me!
I love books and am fascinated by them.
I write crazy for π. If you ask me, what do you like best? I will undoubtedly tell you: read! I did a ridiculous and irritating thing to read a book.
Look, as soon as I got out of school, I went straight to the study and read the book with relish; At home on weekends, I spend most of my time swimming in the ocean of books; When the bell rings, my nephew still plays lanterns-as usual. Often buried in books.
One day on the weekend, I was playing a game with Ma Xiaotiao in the book. Suddenly, my mother shouted, "Jin Jin, come and get me a rolling pin!" I am too busy! " While holding "naughty Ma Xiaotiao", I picked up a "rolling pin" and handed it to my mother. I heard my mother scream, "Jinjin! What are you doing? " I slowly moved the book away, ah, I wonder if I didn't read it. I was shocked and scared. I turned the rolling pin into a kitchen knife! No wonder mom made a fuss. My mother turned pale with fear. What about me? I jumped with fright, too, and the kitchen knife and books flew to the sofa. I rushed to pick up the book and the kitchen knife almost hit my foot!
Reading like this is just a piece of cake for me, because there are countless such things for me. Sometimes, I will read with a flashlight under the covers! Now you know how much I like reading? In private, I want to be a writer when I grow up!
I wrote a quiet night for π Crazy 6, and the moonlight shone into the small window, making the room brighter. "Son, it's time for bed." "Let me watch it for another ten minutes!" "No, no ..." "Then, just watch it for five minutes, please ..." This is a "play" performed by my family every night. Reading is my favorite, and I am willing to be a bookworm.
Yes! This book is really a great thing. If you "taste" it half-heartedly, you will find it tasteless, but after careful tasting, it will feel like drinking a cup of sweet juice, with endless aftertaste. Reading has brought a lot of happiness and passion to my life. Every time I get a new book, I jump on the bread like a hungry person, sucking the wonderful story in the book hungrily, and reading it for two or three hours, reaching a crazy state.
I remember it was a sunny day and my parents were going out. My mother touched my head: "Ginseng old duck soup is stewed in a pot for grandma's health." Remember to turn off the fire after ten minutes. " I crossed my legs, stuck in the sofa and watched the new issue of Youth Literature and Art comfortably, and was attracted by the wandering teenagers in the book. I didn't pay any attention to what my mother was saying, just nodded casually. I don't know how long it took before my parents came back. As soon as my mother came in, she covered her nose with her hand and rushed into the kitchen like a madman. Suddenly there was a scream in the kitchen: "My ginseng old duck soup turned into coke! Smelly boy, I want to eat you! " In an instant, my mother rushed in front of me, her eyebrows twisted into a rope, and she was holding an "old duck coke" in her hand, and her eyes almost popped out: "Smelly boy, let you remember to turn off the fire and you only know how to read and read, which makes me angry!" My mother put "old duck coke" in my mouth and rubbed it on my face. "Ha ha ha ... my baby son has become a singer Guan Gong!" My father leaned forward and smiled at me, and my mother turned anger into laughter when she saw my "glorious image". I put down my book and ran to the mirror to read it. Oh, hey! My face is black and there is a piece of "Coke Duck" on my forehead. The hair is messy like a clump of thatch, and the "old duck coke" in the mouth seems to be bared its teeth. What a mess! Looking at myself in the mirror, I laughed so hard that I couldn't get up on the ground. The air at home is full of laughter, haha, my book is full of happiness outside.
When reading, you will not only get carried away, but also "do whatever it takes"! My desire to read suddenly made me unable to sleep last night. So I quietly "stole" a flashlight from my grandfather's room, pulled out "Water Margin" from the bookshelf and read it with relish. Suddenly, someone knocked at the door. I gasped, hurriedly stuffed the book into my clothes and put the flashlight in the bookshelf. Hey! Mom didn't come in, but she finally escaped. Continue to pay attention to Song Wu's killing tigers. As I watched, the light of the flashlight suddenly dimmed. I rubbed my eyes and suddenly saw a ghost shaking in front of me with a knife in his hand. I screamed with fear and looked up: my mother! Don't tell your dad he's here. I stayed in bed, waiting for my mother's "storm" ...
Now, reading has become an indispensable part of my life, and reading has made me feel the feeling of "learning to be rich". I think reading will accompany me all my life, and I will accompany reading all my life. Because reading is such a good thing! I can talk to the smartest people at any time-as long as I take a good book from the shelf and open it to read!
I have written seven books about π mania, which is a simple term, but it is an indispensable thing in one's life. It allows us to absorb the nutrients of knowledge and let us thrive. In the sea of books, we invite tourists to enjoy ourselves and slowly collect the waves of knowledge around us into my "treasure chest".
I fell asleep in a little story told by my mother when I was a child. When I grow up, I am obsessed with many children's books and dream of becoming a little master in fairy tales; When I was in primary school, I liked children's literature and detective stories as I grew older and broadened my knowledge. Now my wish is to become a writer and dedicate many excellent books with pictures and texts to children who like books!
Reading is the source of my happiness; Reading makes me wise and keen; Reading makes me understand a lot of philosophy of life; So the power of knowledge is infinite.
I was very ignorant when I was a child. It was the book that changed me. It allows me to distinguish truth, goodness, beauty and false ugliness; It made me know how to be grateful, how to be content and how to cherish.
"Books are the ladder of human progress." This is Gorky's wisdom. How to treat life and treat life? It is books that guide me, inspire my enthusiasm for progress, lead me to create a better future, and make me full of expectations and hopes for the future.
The door of the new century has been quietly opened, and the future journey has a long way to go. It only welcomes those who are prepared. The horn of the new era has also sounded, and the book will accompany me all the way.
I write crazy for π. I love reading for no reason. My dream is that wherever I go, I can read with a book in my hand. Study hard, read more, study hard. This is my motto. I like all books.
When did I begin to like reading? I don't know myself. However, books are my friends. I can't live without it for a day. I watch it in the morning, after school at noon and before going to bed at night. It is always with me when I sleep, just like the relationship between man and water. It can't live without me.
I don't care if there are many stains in my exercise book, but if there are only a few stains in my baby book, I will be furious. Of course, if someone hides my book or loses it, I will be furious. I remember once, my cousin tore a corner of a beloved book I was reading recently. I flew into a rage and taught her a lesson until she cried. Later, my mother scolded me and said that I was not serious, but I answered her confidently: "It is obvious that she tore my book first, and I taught her! Hey! " I have no mercy on those who ruined my book.
Every week, the place I want to go most is the bookstore. What I want to read most is this book. What I want to know most is whether there are any new books published. When I got to the bookstore, a series of other problems were solved. I like books best! Going to the bookstore will definitely buy your favorite books, but you often can't buy your favorite books! Once, my mother promised me to go to the bookstore, but my father wanted to take us somewhere to play. My mother broke her word! After I had a big fight, I still didn't hit her, so I had to get on the bus and go to that place to play, but I felt bad without books. As a result, I stayed in the car all morning, and the car was full of complaints. To be exact, where to go without going to the bookstore on weekends? If someone stops me from going to the bookstore, I will also be furious.
I not only had a happy reading time, but also gained a lot of knowledge. Such as two-part allegorical sayings, idioms, famous sayings and proverbs. I like history books very much. I like the history of Wu Zetian best. When I meet interesting and beautiful history books, I will rush to buy a whole set.
Describe me in two words: nerd! Anyway, it's not a bad thing to love reading. I can't help it!
In Gorky's eyes, π Crazy Nine Books are "the ladder of human progress", in Shakespeare's eyes "the nourishment of the whole world", in Chen Shou's eyes "the necessity of life" and in Liu Xiang's eyes "the good medicine". It can be seen that books are a treasure, which makes celebrities crazy.
It is difficult to buy rice in the last century, but it is difficult to buy books in this century. If it is circulated among book lovers, it is nothing. I remember one time, I passed by the bookstore, and an ordinary poster firmly caught my eye, which read: Our store has newly entered the Goblet of Fire for Harry Potter. This is my dream book. I rushed into the bookstore at once, but there were so many people in the bookstore that there was no gap at all, and even the wind could not get in. Looking up, the sign in the exclusive area of the goblet of fire said how many books were left, and the figures showed a sharp drop. Seeing that there are fewer and fewer books left, I am anxious and think: Can I still buy them? Suddenly, my eyes lit up and the plan came to my mind. I lit the garbage with matches when no one was looking, and then ran into the bookstore and shouted: Fire! Fuoco! Sure enough, everyone ran out, and then I rushed in, took my beloved book, paid the money and left. Looking back from the bookstore, everyone found it was a prank and ran back to the bookstore. The bookstore looks like an endless ocean. I can't help but sigh: "It's hard to buy books!"
Another time, I saw a Harry Potter wizard on the Internet, and I immediately clicked Buy. This book is almost out of print. I haven't got out of the joy of buying my beloved book, and someone has offered a higher price. I looked at the book that was about to be bought by others, and I was anxious like an ant on hot bricks. I made a determined effort to save the price in 20 yuan, but I didn't expect another bid. A book of more than ten yuan was auctioned to more than fifty yuan, alas! It's really difficult to buy books.
Book, how charming you are! It is a warm home, a haven for the soul, a source of knowledge and the door to a treasure house. You make celebrities crazy because of you, China crazy because of you and the world crazy because of you. Books! I'm crazy for you!
I wrote 10 for π mania. In today's society, songs are an important part of people's entertainment. There are passionate rock styles, graceful factions with flowing bridges and flowing water, and heartbreaking parting songs ... no matter what kind of songs, I always want to listen to them.
I'm crazy about songs. It's really unparalleled. I used to listen to songs on my father's mobile phone. As long as you start listening to music, you can't stop until the phone is dead. When I grew up, I restrained my crazy behavior of listening to songs all day. When I was in the fourth grade, I knew there was something called mp3. I found it infinitely attractive at that time. My father can't stand my strong offensive for three days. Finally, my father was afraid that this mp3 would be scrapped after listening to it for two days, so he specially bought a better one, and the result was always unsatisfactory, and the life of this mp3 was only a few days longer than that of ordinary MP3.
Sometimes, I am scared by the songs I like to listen to. Why do I love listening to music? This is a problem. I just feel relaxed when listening to music. It just looks good! There is a song that I can listen to for 30 times, and I can't remember the lyrics, but since then, I have learned to listen to his fine words and feel when listening to the song.
At that time, my father and I were listening to music together. My father broadcast it on TV. I listened casually. In that sentence, the child you are proud of has grown up. When it came, I heard several sobs. It was my dad. The singer sings on this TV. I dare not look back. Is my father crying because he is worried about his endless thoughts, or because he is my father's various sorrows?
Later, I realized that the most valuable thing of a song is its rhythm and emotion.
I like listening to music. I'm crazy about songs.