One day, kudzu vine and I ran for a pen. He accidentally broke my pen, so I stopped playing with her in a rage.
I quarreled with him for a week and quarreled as soon as we met. This week, I want to play with kudzu LAN. However, I don't know why we quarrel as soon as we meet. After finishing my homework at night, I just want to call kudzu and run to talk.
The next day, I figured it out, it was just a pen! It's no big deal! After going to physical education class, I thought of her apology. As soon as I approached him, he said, "I'm sorry, I broke your pen." It turns out that he also wants to apologize to me today, so we can make up.
Another time, I lost my microcomputer book, because his microcomputer book was lost, so I took my microcomputer book and copied it, and finally lost mine. The next day, she saw me at school and said to me, I'm sorry, Yin Jiangshan. I also accidentally lost your microcomputer book. I don't know where it went. I'm sorry! When I heard this, I was furious. In a rage, I stopped playing with him and accused her. After two weeks of cold war with her, I ignored her when I met her. She looked at me like this and didn't dare to talk to me for fear that I would ignite my anger and accuse her next time. In the past two weeks, I have been thinking about whether I have done something right. After all, she didn't mean to. I don't know why I don't want to talk to her as soon as I see her. One night, I told my mother about it. My mother doesn't approve of our quarrel. My mother said, Shanshan, you should make up with your classmates, because your classmates are your best friends after all. You've been together for so long. You can borrow another microcomputer book. Let me make a copy for you.
I listened to my mother. The next day, I borrowed a microcomputer book from another classmate and made one. I forgave kudzu lang, and we were still good friends.
It's already late at night in the first day debate on composition 2, and young master Yingying has entered a sweet dream. The room is very quiet and the stars are shining in the night sky. Suddenly, there was a voice in the bookcase by the door. It turns out that Yingying's book is arguing.
The first lecture in The Analects: "My history is the oldest, and I was created by Confucius' disciples. "The Analects of Confucius pretends to be complacent. This makes the secret garden very angry. The Secret Garden said: "My story contains a story about friendship, determination and perseverance, full of love and passion for life. As soon as The Secret Garden finished speaking, the Insect Story held his head high as if he couldn't see anything under his feet, and said, "My story tells a lot about insects, and there are some games and stories that can inspire readers to explore! Can you compare with me? "The arrogant tone of insects makes everyone angry." The Wizard of Oz shouted: "My content is extremely rich and there are many wonderful paragraphs. It seems that I entered the country of Oz and saw the Mangjin people in the land of western witches and the beautiful southern witch Gan Linda. " The Wizard of Oz said proudly.
Suddenly, dad rubbed his eyes, relaxed his feelings and said slowly, "Stop arguing, you all have your own strengths.". Popular science books can let you know more about science, and magazine books can let you enjoy many pictures and stories. In fact, every book has its own unique advantages. Don't compare your own advantages with others' shortcomings. " After listening to the dictionary father-in-law's words, Shu Ying bowed her head shyly.
Since then, the book has been very happy, and no one has ever said that they are better than others, because they all know that everyone has their own advantages, and they have learned to learn from others to make up for their shortcomings.
On a quiet night, the young master fell asleep sweetly. Just then, his five senses quarreled, breaking the quiet night, and a noise came ... "Look at me, how beautiful! Master thanks to my foil! " Eyebrows soften the body and talk to yourself. But it was heard by his eyes. He was unconvinced and said, "Really? Without me, what does your existence mean to your master? Oh! My skills are much better than yours! " The eyebrows were angered, and he bent down angrily and shouted, "What! I want to dedicate myself to you and master! If I hadn't stopped the dripping sweat for you, would you still see such a beautiful world now? " At this moment, their conversation was heard by their noses, and they cut in and said, "Don't be silly. Think about it. How can the master breathe without me? " I'll keep him alive! How can you compare with me? "His mouth is more arrogant. He deliberately said loudly, "Hey, Master, how can I communicate with others without me? Such a master has no confidence and strength to live, but you are incompetent! "
Ear also took the opportunity to proudly say, "to tell you the truth, if I didn't spread the information to my master, it would cause her countless troubles." At that time, you can't succeed! "They just argue, who also don't let who. The body said earnestly, "Guys, stop arguing and wake up! "! In fact, everyone has their own advantages and disadvantages and characteristics! Everyone is indispensable to the master. We should cooperate with the master's work and work silently! We must live in harmony as before, and be reconciled as before, so that the host can be proud of having us! "Everyone bowed their heads in shame and agreed. From then on, the five senses continue to play their own advantages and make contributions to the host! The host got their great help and went smoothly again and again!
A kingdom with rules and a kingdom without rules are two kingdoms. Because the two countries have different views on morality, they often argue endlessly, which makes the two countries fidgety. People in both kingdoms feel that they are the most moral kingdom. Just then, an angel came here and discussed with two kings to hold a debate to judge.
"I'll go first!" The ruling king cleared his throat. "That day, I went out to patrol and saw a girl eating on the side of the road. I saw that she was almost finished, so I followed her to see what she was doing with the garbage in her hand. I saw her looking for the trash can all the way until she found it. I think this is a moral behavior. " The angel smiled and nodded to the moral king.
"Don't be proud, I haven't said it yet!" The unruly king proudly said, "Children in our kingdom can exercise their hands-on ability and imagination by doodling on the wall all day."
Hearing this, the angel suppressed his anger and said, "Please tell me, do you think this is right?" "Yes!" The unruly king said without thinking, "The children are very happy." "But you have destroyed the environment and everyone's beautiful home!" However, the defiant king still looks indifferent!
A few years later, the angel came to the kingdom without rules and saw all kinds of graffiti painted on the wall; Grass and flowers were trampled and kept crying; Women wear pajamas and men walk shirtless. People litter everywhere; Ignoring the traffic lights and jaywalking ... Seeing this, the angel shook his head helplessly and flew away. Once again, the angel came to the well-behaved kingdom, just like coming to a beautiful garden! Birds and flowers everywhere, clean and tidy; People obey traffic rules; decorum ...
Many years later, the angel was surprised to find that the unruly kingdom was extinct! In the end, there is only one beautiful, rich and well-behaved kingdom-the earth.
It was a midsummer noon, the sun was scorching the earth, and the sultry weather and people's hearts were unbearable.
"Ha ha, you can't catch me!" A proud voice came and the figure of a boy riding a bicycle flashed by me. "Mao-",I saw that the students who were racing were in close contact with an uncle's electric car, and people on the road stopped to look back because of this small change. "What's wrong with your doll? Why do you pedal so fast? " Uncle frowned and looked unhappy. "Is it not hit you? Just like who owes you how much. " Boys are confident and disdainful. What could have been solved by saying "I'm sorry" was only controversial because of the attitude of boys.
The two sides didn't stop, my uncle was flushed and obviously angry with the boy, but the boy became more and more excited. People around us began to point fingers, while the onlookers chose to be smart and protect themselves. "Which school are you from? Is this how your teacher educated you? " Uncle gasped, his eyes wide open. "Ah, ask me why I came to my school? What can you do to me? " Boys are arrogant and don't care much. I saw my uncle rolling up his sleeves, clenching his fists with both hands and striding towards the boys. Seeing that the situation was not good, the boy made the best move and rode away. Passers-by quickly came over to persuade uncle, and you accused the boy who escaped in one sentence, "This child is uneducated!" ""Never mind rude children! " "The school teacher doesn't know how to teach? "
With the decrease of scolding, people gradually dispersed and the farce finally ended. On the way home, I recalled the scene just now, and my thoughts were myriad. They quarreled for about ten minutes, but what the boy could have solved by saying "sorry" was abruptly scolded, and parents and teachers were also condemned. Well, whose fault is it?
I can't sit still, expecting the bell to ring. Why? Because I study math problems with my deskmate, we have different views. So, during the last recess, we had a meeting to discuss.
"Ding Rinrin", the bell finally rang, and we gathered around the desks and started to argue. The deskmate said first, "I think you must have miscalculated this question." There are examples in the book that can be solved in the same way. If you are right, "my deskmate squinted at me and smiled. "How can I verify?" "Can be verified!" I did not show weakness, retorted: "I can use the original question instead to verify my answer!" " "I said, I took out the draft paper, wrote down the process on the paper and handed it to my deskmate." Don't believe me. Look. "The deskmate took the draft paper, watched it carefully and said nothing.
I am complacent, but I dare not show it. I'm afraid something has gone wrong. I saw a thick layer of sweat on my deskmate's forehead. At this time, the deskmate spoke: "But I am right about this!" ""no! Check it yourself! " "My check is really right! "
"Bell ..." The bell rang and we didn't convince each other. We all secretly decided to find more information to prove that our statement was correct when we got home.
When I got home, I told my father the cause and effect and asked him who was right and who was wrong. Father said, "You still have to think about who is right and who is wrong. I can't judge. However, you two will certainly learn a lot in the process of thinking, searching for information and debating. I'm sure you can use what you have learned to solve this problem. " I suddenly realized that we should dare to argue, learn more knowledge in the debate and grow up in the debate!
The host is going to participate in a jungle gunfight game organized by a friend. Who will he take? Whose toy gun is the owner's favorite?
Xiao Huang first spoke: "As you know, I am a 98K sniper rifle with various functions among the best in World War II, and my master must like me best."
"ah? With your yellow skin, are the bolts rusty? The owner's favorite gun is mine, but I am called the AWM sniper rifle of Super Ma Genan! " Xiao Lv expressed his dissatisfaction.
Black, who is usually taciturn, can't help but say, "Neither of you is as good as me. I, the M416 assault rifle with long range, great power and small recoil, combined M 14A 1 with G36 assault rifle perfectly for the first time. You should also know that I am very low-key about guns, seeking truth from facts, and never brag.
M 14A 1 and G36 assault rifles were in a hurry and said in unison, "If it weren't for us, there would be no you!"
"You don't have to argue, master domineering, I am the king's assault rifle in the game. The master likes me and deserves it! " Next to the GROZ assault rifle.
M249 light machine gun doesn't like GROZ: "Look at your weak appearance and my strong body. I am not only powerful and long-range, but also able to achieve long-range fire suppression. "
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Finally, Barrett looked at his gun friends around him and said, "Brothers, we are all of the same kind, so why should we compete?". There are mountain warfare, plain warfare, valley warfare, beach warfare and street warfare. Everyone has his own use! Like me, although powerful, it is bulky and inconvenient to carry around. Shorter feet and longer inches. If we keep our performance and play our special role, we will all be the best ... "
After saying his word, the master pushed the door and came in, picked up Barrett, filled it with water bombs, pointed it at a window at home, pulled the bolt and gently pulled the trigger, only to hear a bang, and the bullet flew out, facing the center of the spider web on the window. The master stroked Barrett with satisfaction and said, "This Barrett is really a good gun, and it really deserves its reputation!"
Yes, Barrett is really a good gun. Everyone thinks so.
Speaking of the argument, I remembered an unforgettable and angry thing.
Today, my parents took my brother and me to the "son of the sea" in the "commercial street" for dinner. We ordered a lot of dishes, which were very rich. Of course, we also have our favorite drinks and beer, which adults like to drink. After dinner, we were ready to go, but when we got the invoice, my mother found that we ordered oysters at first, but the waiter didn't bring them to us.
So, my mother called the waiter and said to her, "The oysters we ordered didn't come at first." The waiter looked surprised and said, "Impossible! We will definitely bring it. " Look at her expression, as if we ate or not. At this time, an uncle who loves oysters stood up and said, "We didn't eat oysters. You certainly didn't serve them." This time, the waiter was in a hurry. She said loudly, "How could it not be that I ordered it?" We were all angry at what she said. So, an aunt found the boss theory. After a while, the boss came over with a smile and saw that we were all arguing with the waiter. Her face became serious at once. She was surprised to hear that we didn't eat oysters, and the waiter standing next to her seemed to be muttering something. An aunt was impatient and stood up and said, "You waiter, what attitude is this!" " "The waiter immediately shouted," what's wrong with me? "At this time, a table of people stood up and joined the argument in succession. The whole restaurant could only hear an argument.
Persuaded by the boss, we sat down. The boss said that she really didn't serve us oysters, and she was willing to refund the overcharged money to us. To apologize, she gave us free chewing gum.
Alas, a good meal caused such a boring argument. How boring!
One day, my father and I had an argument.
At first, it was because of homework. Dad said, why should I keep those questions? Should I stay and plant them? I am really wronged about this matter! I just keep it for the time being and don't want to waste my time on more difficult topics. Well, he grabbed my handle like a straw and said, "You won't be there forever, will you?" I had to patiently explain to him, "I won't stay there forever. I just want to rest for a while. It is more difficult for me to finish the simple questions first, and then do them. This will save time, ok? " Dad immediately said, "I've been telling you not to stay and do it in order. Why didn't you listen?" I replied, "Why not? I won't forget it. " Dad said, "I'm afraid you'll forget." I am really speechless.
After quarreling for a while, there was a brief calm. When I finished my homework, a new argument began again. Dad saw that I read extracurricular books as soon as my homework was put into my schoolbag, and he began to scold: "Why do you read these books?" I can't study well and I can't do my homework well. What are you still looking at? "He pointed to my Robinson Crusoe." I get up early every morning and don't read English, so I know what's the use of reading these books! "You don't study hard, and you still have the heart to read novels?" Dad looked at the book with resentment, as if to tear it up. I'm tired of talking.
At this time, my mother changed from scolding me to defending me. She said: "These books still need to be read, so don't say anything bad." Dad is still muttering: "I didn't learn well, what are you looking at!" " "
Dad, when will you understand me?
One day, I showed my mother my composition. Mother frowned as she watched.
She pointed to a word and said to me, "This' Luo' can't be pronounced' L not', but' G ē'?"
I said, "This voice is often seen on TV and in newspapers. You can't read' too good, I won't' as' too good', can you? "
"I'm talking about' gigglin‘gē' and reading' g'. Am I wrong? " Mom said.
"How can you be sure this is a pronunciation? Maybe it is a polyphonic word? " I retort.
"You're right," mom went on. "It's just that I don't remember the word' l not'."
"Then let's go and have a look," I said. "In this way, we can see its true colors!"
"That's right!" Mom smiled.
We can't wait to open the Xinhua dictionary.
"ha! Found it! " I cried with excitement.
It turns out that the word "Luo" has three pronunciations and three different interpretations. The first pronunciation is "gē", which is an onomatopoeic word, such as "hitching" and "Giggling". The second pronunciation is "k m", which means forcing things out of the esophagus or trachea, such as "expectoration" and "hemoptysis"; The third pronunciation is "L not", which is an auxiliary word. Such as "great!"
After reading the dictionary, my mother and I finally understood.
Through this argument, I realized that dictionaries are the best teachers. When we encounter words we don't know or understand, we should ask this good "teacher" for help. Will certainly take the trouble to tell us the answer, let us be enlightened and solve the problems we encounter. In learning, we must have this spirit of "asking questions in the end", that is, we must learn and ask questions in order to learn true knowledge.
The thesis of grade one 1 1 is inferior, "I am better than you!" "It shouted. Two people quarrel like this. ...
"Ruler, ruler, what qualifications do you have to say that you have made great contributions?" "Hum," the ruler shrugged. "You just follow people manually and dictate on paper, which is simply lazy." "Don't you dare say that about me." Obviously, the pencil is angry. "You only use your sharp corners to measure others. You are an annoying guy. And I have the spirit of red candle and always face death. " When you talk about them, no one talks to anyone.
Once, the young master wanted to draw a triangle, found a ruler and pencil, and then drew it. Wow, it's over in one fell swoop. But it is deformed. The pencil said angrily, "don't move, let me draw it flat!" " The ruler retorted, "No matter how well you draw, I still pose, which seems to be in vain!" The two men quarreled again, and then the smoke became thicker and they immediately started fighting. "Good boy, stop fighting." On the other side of the pencil case, my father-in-law said, can you make peace? "all right. Pencil box grandfather said sternly: "Pencil is a tool for drawing blueprints, and so is a ruler. You two need asynchronous skills. "Finally turned anger into paste. Two good friends are together again.
Although the story of ruler and pencil is coming to an end, the pursuit of fame and profit in society is endless and will always be what they want. Is fame really that important? Why not hold your head high for fame and fortune like this example, and don't bow to some vanity again.
Outside the school is a mixed place, with vendors, salespeople, parents and a kind of "special crowd"-beggars.
Whether to give money to beggars has always been a puzzling question-you say yes, but you are afraid of being a liar; I don't give it, and I don't know why.
Two years ago, one afternoon after school. A beggar passed by the school gate, carrying a green bulging backpack, with messy hair and wrinkled clothes that seemed to smell bad. He had a sallow face and an old iron bowl in his hand, in which were several corner tickets.
My classmates and I walked out of the school gate hand in hand. Seeing this scene, I naturally set off various waves in my heart. I stepped back uneasily, afraid that a beggar would come to ask for money, and I grabbed my classmate's schoolbag and wouldn't let her go. The classmates turned around, opened their big eyes and blinked. I immediately got the message and said hesitantly; "Well, let's wait until the beggar gets there first ... let's talk about it." Before I finished, my classmate hooked my shoulder and assured me with a look of "big sister": "Don't be afraid, I will protect you!"
Finally, when the beggar walked through the school gate, I walked out carefully behind my classmates and was relieved. The classmate turned his head and asked curiously, "Are you afraid of beggars?" "Where there is!" I gave her a white look and was nervous. "I just don't want it, and I'm afraid of my conscience." She nodded inexplicably and replied indifferently, "Well ... it depends on what kind of beggar you are, so don't give it to people with sound limbs-of course, the old people still have to give it, especially the eight old people in seven old." However, I dragged her and wouldn't let her go. "What if those extremely rich people pretend to be beggars?" The classmate paused, frowned for a few seconds, then shook his head in despair, looked at me with an expression similar to collapse, and finally said helplessly, "In fact, there are not many beggars anyway. See a can give fifty cents ... "
"But in case-hey, don't run!" Before I finished, my classmates jumped up, kicked their feet and ran away, leaving me to watch her from a distance.
Whether I should give money to beggars now is still a problem that bothers me. I wonder if anyone can answer it for me.