I crawl slowly like a snail, and when I am tired, I will look at this beautiful scenery; When you are tired, imagine the hope of "riding the wind and breaking the waves sometimes"; When you are tired, you will pursue the belief of "counting romantic figures and looking at the present". I must, like the people around me, keep going up until the other side of the college entrance examination, jump into the ocean of struggle and swim to the other side of success.
Yes, I have a house facing the sea and full of spring flowers. Like you, I am surrounded by all kinds of exercises all day, but I won't complain about frustration.
Every time I recite a few English words, I feel a step towards an ideal university; Whenever a math problem gets in my way, I will be ecstatic. I know, that must be my obstacle. As long as I cross it, I can reach the next site.
Although my ideal study life is bound to lag far behind the reality, I will try my best to make my study life more and more ideal and better. Also give you a glass of water, some people say there is half a cup left; I said, half a cup will be enough.
I have always been passionate about life and I am not afraid of any suffering. I can be as low as dust, or I can stand high in the clouds.
The world of black and white characters is naturally monotonous, and my world is of course full of birds and flowers. In the low echo of the lingering sound, in the cool breeze and the little moonlight, I am like a curtain swallow outside the window, wandering in my thoughts several times.
I don't like to kill my brain with electronic equipment in my spare time. A cup of black tea and a small lamp, I melted into my own world and couldn't extricate myself.
The world I live in is the pursuit of every learner who loves reading, and it is a nearly perfect psychological state. Some people will regard learning as a burden and an ascetic, but I regard it as a very happy enjoyment.
His composition "I can't live without it" is indispensable in my life.
People say that books are the food of human spirit and the ladder of human progress. I thought, yes, in the world of books, knowledge is your wing, which can make you fly farther and higher.
Books can make sad people find happiness from them and make happy people happy forever.
When I was a kid, I didn't think so.
Maybe it's because of the way mom and dad are educated. My mother has let me read books since I was a child. All the books I read at that time were just fairy tales. I was naive and ignorant at that time. I am getting farther and farther away from books, probably because games occupy most of my interest and energy. Mom doesn't want me to do this. Let me feel: God made books my forever friends. I returned to the world of books and walked out of my ordinary life, only to realize that "books" can make my life valuable and colorful. From then on, I didn't want to live such an ordinary and tasteless life. It was books that changed my original innocence. I also want to write my thoughts and feelings with a pen, just like those talented writers in the book.
Now, I have done it, and I have fulfilled a small wish when I was a child-I can write a composition, and I can print what is in my mind on paper at any time, even if it is a flash of faith, which is my inspiration from books. All these bits and pieces are given to me by books. I love it and thank it.
I like many books: watching the stars in Bingxin spring makes me feel the vastness of nature, the innocence of maternal love and the innocence of childlike innocence; Seeing how steel was tempered made me know a great writer who gave up everything for the national liberation fever and had patriotic feelings. ...
My favorite is Helen Keller's If You Give Me Three Days of Light. I sympathize with Helen Keller's bumpy life and admire her perseverance and courage. Although she was surrounded by illness, she never gave in and never gave up. She struggled with illness all her life and fulfilled her great ideals and wishes. Her spirit inspires everyone and illuminates every dark corner of the world. She overcame herself with her own strength. Her spirit seems to have touched God and created a great life for her unfortunate fate. If you really give her three days to live, he will make full use of it and create miracles with just three days of life.
If I only have three days to live, I won't let the book leave me, because it can give me knowledge and strength!
If I only have three days to live, I will make good use of it and not waste it!
If I only have three days to live, I hope the book can cover the picture of my life!
Book, I can't live without you!
It is indispensable in my life and also in our life-chopsticks.
Chopsticks are a great invention of China people. It is said that there are three ways to eat in the world, and 40% of them are eaten directly with their hands; 30% of them use chopsticks and 30% use knives and forks.
China began to use chopsticks as early as Shang Dynasty, but it was not called "chopsticks" at first. In pre-Qin literature, the author called chopsticks "Zhu". In the Sui Dynasty, chopsticks were also called "tendons".
How did the name "chopsticks" come from? According to Lu Rong in the Ming Dynasty, Wuzhong in the south of the Yangtze River is called "walking" and "fast". Canvas is called "rags" because boatmen are taboo about "living" and "turning". About after the Ming Dynasty, a bamboo head was added to the word "chopsticks", which became "chopsticks". This is probably because chopsticks are mostly made of bamboo.
The structure of chopsticks is very simple. Chopsticks in our country are thick on the top and thin on the bottom ring. When chopsticks were introduced to Japan, the Japanese made them into cones.
Although chopsticks are simple, people in China have made many articles on the quality and carving of chopsticks. There were ivory chopsticks and copper chopsticks in the pre-Qin period. Since the Sui and Tang Dynasties, palaces, yamen and rich families have made chopsticks with gold and silver, and carved chopsticks with jade and coral. Exquisite chopsticks also have silver heads to test whether food is poisonous or not. If it is poisonous, the silver head will turn black or green immediately.
China people's kung fu with chopsticks often attracts foreigners. In recent years, there has been a "chopstick fever" in the West. There are also "training centers" that teach people to use chopsticks. Some medical scientists believe that using chopsticks can drive more than 30 joints and 50 muscles of human body, which is helpful to the dexterity of hands and the development of brain. It is also said that China's skillful hands have a lot to do with his ability to use chopsticks since he was a child.
It is said that the world's first "Chopsticks Museum" is in Germany. More than 10,000 kinds of chopsticks from different places of origin, different textures and different ages were exhibited. You really have everything! The chopsticks we use have such a long history and such a high status. Have you mastered it? If you are not fully mastered, please pick up chopsticks and study hard!
4. Composition is indispensable to my life. Happiness is inseparable from my life. My life is very happy. I held a handful of water and got drunk in the spring breeze.
The air is filled with long fragrance, and those extremely happy years pass by your fingertips silently. Without the fragrance of flowers and the height of trees, I am a grass that no one knows.
The snow is still burning, and the east wind is still cold. I cringed and sank into the night. I face the direction of God, my eyes are lonely and hesitant, and my body is yellow and fragile.
I said feebly, "God, why don't you take care of me?" Why did you give me this fate? When will my spring come? "The sky is silent and the earth is silent. Why did God come to me? I started complaining and crying. Why am I so short? Why can't I enjoy the regret of happiness? I curled up in my barren space, letting the wind tear up my dreams and my big feet trample on my dignity.
I can't be with the blue sky like a tree, nor can I exude my own fragrance like a flower. I am an orphan abandoned by God, and my dawn is a night decorated with sadness.
In sadness and helplessness, I felt a warm hand stroking my head. I … opened my eyes and saw spring, sunshine and happiness at the same time. I can't forget the slightly inclined umbrella in the rain, and the delicate body was baptized by the wind and rain, leaving me endless warmth; I can't forget the warm encouragement before the game, and that smiling face stirred a warm current in my heart; I can't forget, in the dead of night, in the dim light, in the cold wind, a shivering figure quietly covered with a quilt and quietly left ... Ah! In that beautiful world, there is the most selfless and charming love, which permeates life, like a warm spring breeze, bringing me the warmth of learning and the happiness of maternal love.
Love ordinary people and everything in the world. Love the suffering imposed on you by God, and integrate the reality with the poetic mood.
In this way, you can live happily. Never complain about unhappy life again.
There is a fairyland full of intoxicating laughter. When you wander around it, your mind will be intoxicated with relaxed and happy memories. There is a bend in the lake, where the ups and downs of Cang Sang are flowing, the microwave is surging, and the unique charm of painting is rippling. What is that? It is a paradise in my heart. It frames a fantastic picture and tells me that our life is very happy, really happy.
Happiness is a lamp in the dark, leading us out of the fog of the dark, a beacon in a foreign land, and guiding us to the warm shore. Happiness is a nutritious tonic, which accelerates the pace of illness, is a healthy and hygienic life, and relieves the fatigue of work pressure.
Happiness is always there, so you step on your troubles and sorrows and take care of your concerns and expectations. Happiness is always there, that is, don't lose face, that is, have order, that is, hope will never die.
5. Write an explanatory article on the topic that my life is indispensable. At least five mornings, I was awakened from my dream by a few crisp birdsongs. Rubbing my soft sleepy eyes, I got up and leaned against the bed, carefully recalling the dream that had just passed away. ...
In front of a row of red tile classrooms are rows of neatly arranged bicycles. There are big and small; New and old; The wheel is on the wheel and the handle is on the handle. Behind the house, the newly sprouted apple trees are full of flowers. A little girl with pigtails of kidney beans is busy taking exams in the classroom ... She has had this dream several times. I often go back to my alma mater-Malan Middle School in my dreams.
The alma mater in my memory is very beautiful. There are many spacious and bright classrooms between the two wide concrete walkways. Both sides of Yonglu in the east are planted with Populus tomentosa, which has been growing for many years. The mottled branches left traces of time. Every spring, these tall poplars grow small pink leaves. They are like newborn dolls, looking around the campus for knowledge every day; In summer, their broad leaves are crowded together. Keep the hot sun away from the leaves. Form a cool avenue. Students often sit or stand in twos and threes, or stay under a tree to read, study and play. This is also my paradise. Every time the bell rings, several classmates and I rush out of the classroom, running here on the main road with rubber bands and jumping on rubber bands barefoot. Tired, I ran to the pool under the tree, turned on the tap and let the rushing water flow through my fingers.
Grafted Robinia pseudoacacia is planted on both sides of Yonglu in the west. Every flower season, there are pink and purple Sophora japonica flowers blooming. Clusters of blooming Sophora japonica pressed the thorny branches very low. The faint fragrance of flowers often attracts a buzzing bee and many unknown bugs. Dancing around beautiful flowers. Sometimes, I will chase and catch a few bugs with some naughty classmates to scare other students. Seeing their frightened appearance, I grimaced and smiled happily.
Behind each row of classrooms are leafy apple trees. In spring, their short branches are full of flowers. There are green fruits in summer and ripe apples in autumn. Now every season, I always like to open the painted green wooden window by the window. Looking at the sparrows playing among the dense branches and leaves outside the window. See cicadas hidden under leaves in summer. Catch a pregnant mantis in autumn. I still remember a chubby classmate named Zhang Wei who took off his shoes during his lunch break in summer and slept barefoot on two desks. I picked up his smelly shoes and hung them on the fruit branches outside the window. As a result, he listened to the English teacher's two classes barefoot ... bit by bit, adding a lot of anecdotes to the intense study life.
I can't live without it. Please write a short essay "I can't live without it". The world I live in is so big.
I crawl slowly like a snail, and when I am tired, I will look at this beautiful scenery; When you are tired, imagine the hope of "riding the wind and breaking the waves sometimes"; When you are tired, you will pursue the belief of "counting romantic figures and looking at the present". I must, like the people around me, keep going up until the other side of the college entrance examination, jump into the ocean of struggle and swim to the other side of success.
Yes, I have a house facing the sea and full of spring flowers. Like you, I am surrounded by all kinds of exercises all day, but I won't complain about frustration.
Every time I recite a few English words, I feel a step towards an ideal university; Whenever a math problem gets in my way, I will be ecstatic. I know, that must be my obstacle. As long as I cross it, I can reach the next site.
Although my ideal study life is bound to lag far behind the reality, I will try my best to make my study life more and more ideal and better. Also give you a glass of water, some people say there is half a cup left; I said, half a cup will be enough.
I have always been passionate about life and I am not afraid of any suffering. I can be as low as dust, or I can stand high in the clouds.
The world of black and white characters is naturally monotonous, and my world is of course full of birds and flowers. In the low echo of the lingering sound, in the cool breeze and the little moonlight, I am like a curtain swallow outside the window, wandering in my thoughts several times.
I don't like to kill my brain with electronic equipment in my spare time. A cup of black tea and a small lamp, I melted into my own world and couldn't extricate myself.
The world I live in is the pursuit of every learner who loves reading, and it is a nearly perfect psychological state. Some people will regard learning as a burden and an ascetic, but I regard it as a very happy enjoyment.
People say that books are the food of human spirit and the ladder of human progress.
I thought, yes, in the world of books, knowledge is your wing, which can make you fly farther and higher. Books can make sad people find happiness from them and make happy people happy forever.
When I was a kid, I didn't think so. Maybe it's because of the way mom and dad are educated.
My mother has let me read books since I was a child. All the books I read at that time were just fairy tales. I was naive and ignorant at that time. I am getting farther and farther away from books, probably because games occupy most of my interest and energy.
Mom doesn't want me to do this. Let me feel: God made books my forever friends.
I returned to the world of books and walked out of my ordinary life, only to realize that "books" can make my life valuable and colorful. From then on, I didn't want to live such an ordinary and tasteless life. It was books that changed my original innocence.
I also want to write my thoughts and feelings with a pen like those talented writers in the book. Now, I have done it, and I have realized my little wish when I was a child-I can write a composition, and I can print what is in my mind on paper at any time, even if it is a flash of faith and the inspiration I got from books. All these bits and pieces are given to me by books. I love it and thank it.
I like many books: watching the stars in Bingxin spring makes me feel the vastness of nature, the innocence of maternal love and the innocence of childlike innocence; Reading How Steel was Tempered made me know a great writer who gave up everything for the national liberation fever and had patriotic feelings ... And my favorite is Helen Keller's If You Give Me Three Days of Light. I sympathize with Helen Keller's bumpy life and admire her perseverance and courage.
Although she was surrounded by illness, she never gave in and never gave up. She struggled with illness all her life and fulfilled her great ideals and wishes. Her spirit inspires everyone and illuminates every dark corner of the world.
She overcame herself with her own strength. Her spirit seems to have touched God and created a great life for her unfortunate fate.
If you really give her three days to live, he will make full use of it and create miracles with just three days of life. If I only have three days to live, I won't let the book leave me, because it can give me knowledge and strength! If I only have three days to live, I will make good use of it and not waste it! If I only have three days to live, I hope the book can cover the picture of my life! Book, I can't live without you.
8. Write an explanatory article on the topic that my life is indispensable. At least five mornings, I was awakened from my dream by a few crisp birdsongs.
Rubbing my sleepy eyes, I got up and leaned back on the bed, carefully recalling the dream that had just passed away ... In front of the rows of red tile classrooms were rows of neat bicycles. There are big and small; New and old; The wheel is on the wheel and the handle is on the handle.
Behind the house, the newly sprouted apple trees are full of flowers. A little girl with pigtails of kidney beans is busy taking exams in the classroom ... She has had this dream several times.
I often go back to my alma mater-Malan Middle School in my dreams. The alma mater in my memory is very beautiful.
There are many spacious and bright classrooms between the two wide concrete walkways. Both sides of Yonglu in the east are planted with Populus tomentosa, which has been growing for many years.
The mottled branches left traces of time. Every spring, these tall poplars grow small pink leaves.
They are like newborn dolls, looking around the campus for knowledge every day; In summer, their broad leaves are crowded together. Keep the hot sun away from the leaves.
Form a cool avenue. Students often sit or stand in twos and threes, or stay under a tree to read, study and play.
This is also my paradise. Every time the bell rings, several classmates and I rush out of the classroom, running here on the main road with rubber bands and jumping on rubber bands barefoot.
Tired, I ran to the pool under the tree, turned on the tap and let the rushing water flow through my fingers. Grafted Robinia pseudoacacia is planted on both sides of Yonglu in the west.
Every flower season, there are pink and purple Sophora japonica flowers blooming. Clusters of blooming Sophora japonica pressed the thorny branches very low.
The faint fragrance of flowers often attracts a buzzing bee and many unknown bugs. Dancing around beautiful flowers.
Sometimes, I will chase and catch a few bugs with some naughty classmates to scare other students. Seeing their frightened appearance, I grimaced and smiled happily.
Behind each row of classrooms are leafy apple trees. In spring, their short branches are full of flowers.
There are green fruits in summer and ripe apples in autumn. Now every season, I always like to open the painted green wooden window by the window.
Looking at the sparrows playing among the dense branches and leaves outside the window. See cicadas hidden under leaves in summer.
Catch a pregnant mantis in autumn. I still remember a chubby classmate named Zhang Wei who took off his shoes during his lunch break in summer and slept barefoot on two desks.
I picked up his smelly shoes and hung them on the fruit branches outside the window. As a result, he listened to the English teacher's two classes barefoot ... bit by bit, adding a lot of anecdotes to the intense study life.
Her 700-word composition is indispensable in my life. People say that books are the food of human spirit and the ladder of human progress.
I thought, yes, in the world of books, knowledge is your wing, which can make you fly farther and higher. Books can make sad people find happiness from them and make happy people happy forever.
When I was a kid, I didn't think so. Maybe it's because of the way mom and dad are educated.
My mother has let me read books since I was a child. All the books I read at that time were just fairy tales. I was naive and ignorant at that time. I am getting farther and farther away from books, probably because games occupy most of my interest and energy.
Mom doesn't want me to do this. Let me feel: God made books my forever friends.
I returned to the world of books and walked out of my ordinary life, only to realize that "books" can make my life valuable and colorful. From then on, I didn't want to live such an ordinary and tasteless life. It was books that changed my original innocence.
I also want to write my thoughts and feelings with a pen like those talented writers in the book. Now, I have done it, and I have realized my little wish when I was a child-I can write a composition, and I can print what is in my mind on paper at any time, even if it is a flash of faith and the inspiration I got from books. All these bits and pieces are given to me by books. I love it and thank it.
I like many books: watching the stars in Bingxin spring makes me feel the vastness of nature, the innocence of maternal love and the innocence of childlike innocence; Reading How Steel was Tempered made me know a great writer who gave up everything for the national liberation fever and had patriotic feelings ... And my favorite is Helen Keller's If You Give Me Three Days of Light. I sympathize with Helen Keller's bumpy life and admire her perseverance and courage.
Although she was surrounded by illness, she never gave in and never gave up. She struggled with illness all her life and fulfilled her great ideals and wishes. Her spirit inspires everyone and illuminates every dark corner of the world.
She overcame herself with her own strength. Her spirit seems to have touched God and created a great life for her unfortunate fate.
If you really give her three days to live, he will make full use of it and create miracles with just three days of life. If I only have three days to live, I won't let the book leave me, because it can give me knowledge and strength! If I only have three days to live, I will make good use of it and not waste it! If I only have three days to live, I hope the book can cover the picture of my life! Book, I can't live without you.
10. My life is indispensable. It shows that you are indispensable in my life-scholars say that books are the food of human spirit and the ladder of human progress.
I thought, yes, in the world of books, knowledge is your wing, which can make you fly farther and higher. Books can make sad people find happiness from them and make happy people happy forever.
When I was a kid, I didn't think so. Maybe it's because of the way mom and dad are educated.
My mother has let me read books since I was a child. All the books I read at that time were just fairy tales. I was naive and ignorant at that time. I am getting farther and farther away from books, probably because games occupy most of my interest and energy.
Mom doesn't want me to do this. Let me feel: God made books my forever friends.
I returned to the world of books and walked out of my ordinary life, only to realize that "books" can make my life valuable and colorful. From then on, I didn't want to live such an ordinary and tasteless life. It was books that changed my original innocence.
I also want to write my thoughts and feelings with a pen like those talented writers in the book. Now, I have done it, and I have realized my little wish when I was a child-I can write a composition, and I can print what is in my mind on paper at any time, even if it is a flash of faith and the inspiration I got from books. All these bits and pieces are given to me by books. I love it and thank it.
I like many books: watching the stars in Bingxin spring makes me feel the vastness of nature, the innocence of maternal love and the innocence of childlike innocence; Reading How Steel was Tempered made me know a great writer who gave up everything for the national liberation fever and had patriotic feelings ... And my favorite is Helen Keller's If You Give Me Three Days of Light. I sympathize with Helen Keller's bumpy life and admire her perseverance and courage.
Although she was surrounded by illness, she never gave in and never gave up. She struggled with illness all her life and fulfilled her great ideals and wishes. Her spirit inspires everyone and illuminates every dark corner of the world.
She overcame herself with her own strength. Her spirit seems to have touched God and created a great life for her unfortunate fate.
If you really give her three days to live, he will make full use of it and create miracles with just three days of life.