In a blink of an eye, the weekend is here again. I don't think it's time to play. Because hell will come to you soon. Look at the timetable: run in the morning and do morning exercises. When you come back, have breakfast, wash dishes and do your homework. Read at noon and sweep the floor and do your homework in the afternoon ... Don't faint. The weekend has begun. I just finished my housework. It's time to do your homework. Open the exercise book, and there are countless topics. While doing it, I think: Isn't it always said to reduce the burden on students? Why don't I feel less? ..... Ai, let's do the problem! I looked up at the sky, mom, it was already dark, and I haven't done anything yet! This weekend ended in my screams.
Although I have a lot of troubles, I am also happy. My happiness is accumulated by love.
I am a very emotional person and prone to ups and downs. But my family and friends will always be with me. I remember once I was depressed all day because of a classmate's little joke. My friends noticed my disorder and took the initiative to come and care for me. "How are you? Are you unwell? " "Xiao Fei was joking. Don't take it to heart." "Yes, don't take it to heart. If you are unhappy, tell us. " "Don't forget, we are good friends." A word of concern warmed my heart, and I felt something flowing in my eyes, which was about to overflow. I tried to shrink it back. Suddenly a warm hug held me tightly in my arms. It was a little dream. Finally, I couldn't help it. Tears overflow from the eyes, leaving two tears on the face and flowing into the mouth. I know that's the taste of happiness.
My life is full of happiness and troubles, and I love my happiness and troubles. Because if there is no trouble, how can you highlight the beauty of happiness? If there is no happiness, how to highlight the troubles of troubles?
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In summer, there are always a group of "troubles" living in the house. They have thin bodies, wings and sharp mouths, and they also make a buzzing sound. What is this "worry"? Guess, oh, it turned out to be a group of tiny mosquitoes.
When mosquitoes arrive in summer, it becomes my biggest worry. They kept flying around, making noise and making me dizzy. No matter how grandma kills mosquitoes, there are still so many mosquitoes. And the sound is getting louder and louder, and it's getting harder and harder. However, we also have a way to go out and walk, and we can't afford to hide. But I can't go out for a walk every day all summer, so my grandmother uses mosquito-repellent incense at the door, discharges mosquito-repellent incense liquid in the house and coats me with mosquitoes to protect me. Even so, sometimes I can't sleep at night because I have to shoot mosquitoes. This is my summer trouble.
When I am free, one thing will become my "happiness". It has a yellow body and round feet. You have to ask what this "happiness" is again. Guess. Ha, I can't guess. This is my folding bike. Every weekend, when I am free, I will ride it and enjoy the cool wind outdoors.
My other "happiness" is reading. Whenever I am immersed in the sea of books, I always read them with relish and leave all my troubles behind. I read books every day. Without books, I would be bored and miserable. Books let me learn a lot of knowledge, broaden my horizons and cultivate my sentiment.
Haha, these are my "happiness and troubles". My happiness and troubles
I do. I'm happy.
What do you have? You might say, I have nothing. Then, you are wrong. Have you never been in love? Family, friendship, teacher-student relationship ... remember, you are not nothing. You should be proud of what you have and be happy.
I have the selfless love of my relatives, teachers and parrots. What I want to say is the parrot's love for me.
Her name is Sunflower. Feathers as white as snow; A pair of glittering and translucent jade eyes; A pair of small mouths as hard as diamonds. She is very docile and never bites. Hee hee, she just kisses her master's little hand from time to time.
I often play with her and play together. She often does some very interesting actions to amuse me. She likes to help, but she always helps. But I still like her. Whenever I come home from school, she is very happy! Song and dance with unique style. She likes to rummage through my schoolbag to see if there is anything delicious.
She can "comb her hair", and whenever I do, she always comes to join in the fun. She would grab a comb and fly around me, combing my hair as carefully as I did. Before long, I became a "scarecrow". She-likes to help.
She is kind, greedy, intelligent and playful.
She likes cleanliness. Once, I came home from school and played with her as usual. An unexpected visitor came to me-a cockroach. I am usually most afraid of cockroaches. When I was too scared to move, she came. She took advantage of the nature of birds: catching insects. The cockroach was immediately subdued by her. In fact, she doesn't like black. She likes to be clean at ordinary times and doesn't like to meet dirty things like cockroaches. She's not even afraid to get dirty for me.
Her love for me is firmly engraved in my heart-unforgettable. I will cherish it. I'm glad to have her love for me! The happiness that school gives me.
In my six years of primary school life, the school gave me a lot: love, friendship, warmth, happiness, lessons and worries ... What I remember most is the happiness that the school gave me.
In my opinion, "Children's Day" is the greatest joy that the school gives us. Take Children's Day as an example. Colorful ribbons are hung in the classroom, and lanterns are decorated everywhere, which is very lively. The whole campus is permeated with a strong festive atmosphere. We look forward to the arrival of the Old Children's Day!
The first is to hold activities in the class. As a monitor, I took the lead in launching the first game-"Heart has a heart". I held up the cards with different words written on them and stood in the center of the platform. Then I invited two students, one to guess, and the other to use words and action tips. All the students are eager to play. Among them, Xiaofeng is the most interesting. He is responsible for prompting. Gee, it's his turn to be a buffalo. I saw him hunched over, bent down and sticking out his neck. Hey, what's he going to do? Xiaofeng twisted his ass, slowly reached out his hand, pinched his nose, and learned the cow's cry: "Cleisthenes-"How much he learned! Vivid, vivid, just like an old cow pulling a plow in the ground! The whole class burst into laughter. Of course, Xiaofeng got a handful of candy.
After-school activities, it's time to visit the park for free! Students, like caged birds, happily rushed to the activity points of various classes on campus. Hey, why are there so many people over there? I walked over curiously. Oh, it's playing "sticky nose"! How fun it is! Some of the students stuck them on the little boy's eyes, some on the little boy's head, and some simply stopped sticking them, which attracted the laughter of onlookers. It's my turn. My eyes are blindfolded and I can't see anything. I picked up my beard and put it on the little boy's face. "Ha ha ha" all burst into laughter. Many "good people" came to remind me, but in the chaos, some people shouted and others shouted, which made me dizzy. Suddenly, I had a brainwave, holding my nose left and right and pretending to be gesturing. I posted it as soon as I heard the praise from the crowd. Untie the blindfold cloth, and sure enough-hit it! Ha ha! I also grabbed a handful of jelly!
Soon, Children's Day ended in our laughter. How much joy the school has given us! Spring outing, "June 1" garden ... although, I can only have such a happy "June 1" once. In two months, I will wave goodbye to my primary school career. The happiness that the school gave me is sweet, and this sweetness has already been deeply branded in my memory. Ah, alma mater, thank you for your happiness! No matter when and where, I will never forget the happiness you and the school have given me! My happiness
I walked alone on the long road in the forest, breathing fresh air and feeling the happiness of having life, so I began to think about what real happiness is. ...
True happiness is the firmness and maturity of facing life, the smile after stepping through the rough, the calmness after racking one's brains to work out an Olympic math problem, and the singing through the snow.
Happiness is everywhere. I am very happy to go for an outing in the suburbs with my good friends on a sunny day. I am happy to argue with my opponent because of a problem; On a misty morning covered by dawn, I walked happily on campus; I am happy to make an appointment with my good friends and swim in the ocean of books; I am very happy when the moonlight brings a soft aperture through the glass and the stars blink to listen to me.
Happiness has different interpretations in different people's eyes. In the eyes of scholars, learning is happiness. In the eyes of scientists, scientific research results are happiness; In the eyes of writers, writing well-known works is happiness; In the eyes of corrupt officials, money is happiness; In the eyes of students, getting high marks is happiness. ...
Happiness is the laughter of urchins in the rain, the bell ringing in Ding Dong at the girl's window, a bunch of pale yellow carnations on Mother's Day, and a few blessings from friends. ...
Happiness is the true meaning of life, and no one lives for pain. Because of simplicity, innocence, beauty and even ignorance, flower of life is gorgeous, let it bloom freely. Now, there are not too many clouds floating in the young heart, only white clouds and rainbows.
One day, I will grow old, too. Time has covered up my enthusiasm, swallowed up my innocence and found my childlike interest, but it can't erase my happiness. My wish is: "be a happy girl now, a happy aunt in middle age and a happy old woman in old age-in short, have a happy life."
I am happy-I am a descendant of the Chinese people;
I am happy-I have a young heart;
I'm happy-I send warmth to others. ...
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I want others to treat me or I treat others, not animals.
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The pace of growth has arrived, and the troubles of growth have followed. It makes people unhappy all day.
"How can you be so careless? English capital letters are written in lowercase letters; Mathematics either forgets to add decimal points or it is difficult to turn around; So is Chinese. What should not be wrong is always wrong. ..... the results have not improved! " Since the first day of junior high school, this kind of words has often been lingering in the funeral March. Sometimes it is my parents' criticism, sometimes it is my self-training, and sometimes it is my sister's sarcasm.
I also want to improve my grades, but I can't be satisfied. Either this subject fails or that subject fails. These are all unexpected. Who doesn't want to do well in the exam, but everyone has different abilities and different efforts, so the "fruit" of harvest is also dry and full. So I can only say, "Try your best!" Yes
Life is only wonderful when there is competition-this is my comfort. But despite this, there are still many troubles bothering me: as a student, I told myself that my grades should not be too bad; As a daughter, I told myself not to let my parents down; As a sister, I told myself to set a good example for my sister ... so my troubles are increasing day by day.
On the other hand, if good grades are so easy for me to get, wouldn't it greatly lose its meaning and people's desire to have it? Think about it this way, the trouble will definitely be reduced a lot. However, another view has formed in my mind-although the above words have some truth, they are too naive, just like saying that you will be sour if you don't eat grapes. Without hard work, good grades will not be delivered to your door. Therefore, troubles still follow me like shadows. This may be much ado about nothing, but it is true that this should be a problem faced by most students.
The solution to this trouble is to study, study and study again. "Very annoying recently, very annoying ..." Now I finally understand that this song actually sings the helplessness and confusion of our teenagers in the face of learning troubles. Growing pains keep coming, I hope we can resist all the "attacks" of troubles and learn to grow up healthily in troubles! ! !
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This is a little better, but I want a narrative, a narrative.
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My father
I have a fickle father. Sometimes, like friends, we are close at hand. Sometimes, just like strangers, they are strangers to each other and far away. His personality characteristics can be completely described by the advertising words of the seven wolves.
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My father loves me very much. But he doesn't take care of every little thing in my life like my mother, so that I often think he hates me. Whenever I make a mistake and get beaten, I often have an impulse to chop him to death with a kitchen knife. When I was beaten, I always wondered if I had anything to do with him.
I remember when I traveled to Beijing with the summer camp, my father didn't come to see me off, only my mother came. Seeing that other students are seeing my parents off, I think my father must have nothing to do with me, otherwise he wouldn't be like this, and he wouldn't come to see me off even if he had to travel far away. On the way to Beijing, I think my father must be celebrating at home now, celebrating that my generation of plague has finally left him. On the day I came back from Beijing, my mother asked me if I wanted to know why my father didn't see me off the day I went to Beijing. I said disdainfully, "He hates me, and it's no big deal." "No," mom said firmly, "you know what? Your father can't bear to part with you and has been talking about you at home. He is afraid that sending you will make him even more sad ... "When I heard this, my nose was sour and my eyes were full of tears. This is the first time I know that my father cares so much about me. It turns out that my father is caring for me with a kind of strict love.
The lonely side of a man
One night after seven o'clock, my father called back and said that he would work overtime and would not come back for dinner. My father works very hard and often works overtime. When he works overtime, he stays up all night. My father is much older because of overtime. Often sitting in front of the computer to work overtime, my father's eyes were extremely tired and his vision plummeted. It was my father who propped up our family! Thinking of my father's busy work and the loneliness of sitting alone in the office, I shed tears of regret that I didn't understand my father.
A man's proud face
One year in the final exam, I only got 24 points because I was addicted to the internet. When I got home, I was wondering how my father would punish me, but my father said to me strangely calmly, "Failure is not terrible, but falling down is terrible!" " Summarize the reasons for this failure, take this as a starting point, and strive for good results. "Then I analyzed the reasons with my father and helped me study and solve my problems. After my father's guidance and my unremitting efforts, my grades have soared. In the final exam, I tried my best and finally won the first place in the whole grade. This is my first time to get an honorary certificate!
My father is like a wolf. Beneath his strong appearance, there is a gentle heart hidden. He loves me, but he never dotes on me. He loves me in different ways.
My father is like a wolf. He put me in the vast desert and made me suffer from wind and rain, but he always guarded me in the dark and didn't let me lose my way.
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