I remember it was a Saturday afternoon, and Zhang Yu and I had a whim. According to the text "Amber" we learned, we made a piece of amber ourselves. This needs some rosin. We agreed to look for it at the musical instrument factory after school.
There is a bicycle shed behind the musical instrument factory, in which there is a pile of rosin from Huang Cancan. We packed our bags unceremoniously and walked back happily, preoccupied with how to make a beautiful piece of amber. ...
When I got home, I put rosin on the table and went to do my homework. As soon as I finished my homework, I heard my father calling me, so I rushed over. I looked serious when I saw the pile of rosin in front of my father. I didn't know what happened, and I was so scared that I mumbled, "Dad, what's the matter?" "What's with the rosin?" Dad asked solemnly. Well, that's it! I was relieved and casually said, "The musical instrument factory answered it." "Huh?" It seems that my father is very dissatisfied with my attitude and answer, and he is a little excited. Then he restrained himself and patiently listened to my story of picking up rosin. Maybe he thought I was more realistic and calm, but his tone was serious: "Qiushi, from what you introduced, these rosin were not thrown away by the factory, but their raw materials." "But no one cares about them, and no one stops us when we go in!" I argued. "Their poor management is their problem, but from the quality of rosin, it is indeed the raw material for production." Dad's tone was very positive, and then he asked me to send the rosin back to the factory tomorrow.
I was very unhappy and thought, "Why is dad so serious about such a small matter?" Dad probably read my mind and said to me, "Qiushi, it's not a big deal, but you should start with small things and be an honest and clean person."
Then, my father told me how his grandmother educated him, and because similar things had a profound impact on him when he was a child. Finally, my father told me a story. In the middle of the Three Kingdoms, Emperor Liu Bei of Bai Di taught Liu Chan "Don't do it just because it is good and small, and don't do it because it is evil". My father said to me earnestly, "In the autumn harvest, a gentleman loves money and takes it wisely. If you want to make rosin for amber, let's go to the store to buy it, but we can't just take someone else's, understand? " "Dad, please stop, I understand. "From my father's preaching, I understand his good intentions. The next day, I got up early and sent the rosin back to the factory.
From then on, the sentence "Don't do small good, don't do small evil" has been firmly written in my heart and will become my motto all my life.
Me and the book
Gorky once said that "books are the ladder of human progress." Descartes once said, "Reading a good book is like talking to an honest old friend." Books have long been an indispensable part of our lives, which can give us wisdom, give us joy and make us grow and progress! I love reading, which brings me endless fun.
Among all kinds of books, I especially like reading famous books. By reading world famous books, I can understand history, enrich knowledge, and gain the spirit of learning, research and struggle!
I am a lively and lovely girl. I like to express myself and show my elegance since I was a child. But once, because of my poor math performance, the teacher refused to let me attend the school art festival. I am very depressed about this. I could have performed a wonderful dance at the art festival, but the teacher broke my dream. I was disappointed and had the idea of giving up acting. I remember the teacher's words that stopped me: "You are not good at math, dancing will affect your study …" But I felt in my heart that dancing would not hinder my study. Two days later, I opened a famous book Spartacus, which mainly recorded history and was adapted. This book mainly tells the story of Spartacus, the leader of the slave uprising. He was once a brave gladiator. Gladiator was a very brutal, cruel and inhuman entertainment popular in ancient Rome. In battle, slave owners and nobles drove their adopted domesticated slaves to kill each other or fight wild animals, so becoming a gladiator means death. But because Spartacus was brave and good at fighting, he got rid of this fate and became a free man At the same time, the fire of revenge ignited in his heart. He led slaves to fight in the south and north, killing countless enemies, and the biggest slave uprising broke out, mainly gladiators. Although the uprising was finally suppressed and Spartacus was crucified, he worked hard towards his dream, and later revolutionary colleagues followed one after another. As Lenin praised, "Spartacus was one of the most outstanding heroes in the greatest slave uprising about two thousand years ago." After reading this book, I suddenly woke up. Because my math scores are not satisfactory, the teacher won't let me attend the art festival. If I get up to math, I'm sure I can perform on stage again. Hope was rekindled in my heart. After a period of hard work, I finally made a great leap in mathematics, crossing all the factors that prevented me from performing on stage and sweeping away all the obstacles. At the same time, at that year's art festival, I performed on stage again and won applause with a beautiful dance. At this time, I remembered my "predecessors" who enlightened me. Now think about it, if the "Book Elder" hadn't reminded me, maybe I would have given up my dream of dancing long ago.
Shakespeare once said: "life without books is like life without sunshine;" Wisdom without books is like a bird without wings. " I like reading. It is my companion and can make my life colorful. It is my mentor who can help me overcome all difficulties; He is also an "old man" who has experienced thousands of years and can guide me to success.
A vague past
That day, I saw a little boy playing with a top in an alley.
He seems to be having a good time, waving his whip and banging on the top. The little gyro spun rapidly under his stimulus. It turns very fast, and the pattern on it is changing color.
Suddenly, I remembered that a long time ago, I stood in the middle of the lawn and pulled up my skirt to form a circle. With my movements, the skirt became bulging and fluttering. Later, I spun faster and faster, dancing happily like a little top. When I stopped, my eyes were full of little stars.
Think of when I was a child, standing under a big tree and playing top. The first time I saw the guy with a sharp corner, I touched his corner and there was a round bead embedded in it. My neighbor's big brother taught me how to play hand in hand. He hugged me, wrapped the whip around the cylinder of the gyro, then put it on the ground and threw it hard, and the gyro began to turn. I clapped my hands in surprise and shouted at my eldest brother, "Move, move." Then whip him like my brother said. At first, I couldn't bear it, just like my father wouldn't hit my palm hard after he got into trouble, so I laid hands on him gently. But soon, the "woman's kindness" slowed down the little gyro a lot, and the body gradually tilted. I want to cry, but I can't. So, I pursed my ass and stared at it and smoked hard, and so on until dusk. Finally, I got tired of standing. I put away my little gyro and ran home in my arms.
Think of me picking up the gyro on rainy days. I accidentally turned the gyro into a deep puddle. After crying for a while, I resolutely wiped the tears from my face and climbed into the pit to get the gyro back. After groping for a long time, I finally determined the scope of the coat. I put my dirty hands in the water again, fishing and fishing. At this moment, it began to rain. All the children who watched ran home, leaving me alone. Grandma came downstairs, jerked me up and muttered something to herself. I stubbornly knelt by the pit and continued to dig, shaking my head while digging. The rain rushed to the earth, and the helpless grandmother went home to get an umbrella. I stayed in the rain to pick up the gyro. Finally caught! I am ecstatic. I cleaned the gyro with wet clothes and put it in my pocket. Grandma came in a hurry. I ran to her, ran to her side, took the gyro out of my pocket and grinned. Grandma touched my wet head and smiled lovingly. I pointed my hand and said, it doesn't matter. I'm really happy.
Time flows away inadvertently, and the bits and pieces that have been experienced pass away gently. I have been living in a quiet world, commemorating my fleeting time with those dribs and drabs. Youth has not failed, which is a word I saw in an article. From the first day I came to this world, I lost something very important, but I know I have not failed, and I am as happy as everyone else. Those past days, like little flowers with faint fragrance, dotted my childhood life, making those days that may make me feel extremely painful memorable and happy and beautiful. Now, the faint past has become the most beautiful sunflower in my memory garden. It still adorns my life, just like my favorite gyro.
friendship
People say, "without friendship, society will be a desert without springs!" " At the age of three or four, friendship may be two innocent children playing house; At the age of seven or eight, friendship may be two lively and lovely playmates playing together; After graduating from primary school, friendship may be two mature and imaginative girls talking together; When we grow up ... the existence of friendship makes us really feel warm, but friendship is also a new thing. Once the shelf life has passed, it will go bad. Life is full of fantasy, but the reality is cruel.
Friendship is a pure substance, just like a desperate person meets a clear spring, which makes him feel satisfied and happy. If he encounters muddy and yellow dirty water, he will be counterproductive and desperate. In reality, many things that use friendship to betray friends have long been common. I don't understand why these people are doing this. Why do you do this when you know it will cause great trauma to the client? I really feel sorry for those injured people. There are countless people who like TV, novels, articles and movies. Why can't they communicate with their hearts, but they want to play like this. Will this make them happy? I don't know.
I have many friends, but few intimate friends, and the hope of communicating with my heart is even more slim. But I'm not discouraged. I'm still looking. Finally, it is cold and desolate. So far, the position of my confidant is still empty. I don't know what to do. Why should I look? I'm tired of it. Should I give up? I won't give up. Contradiction makes me hesitate.
It was not until I saw the friendship of super girls that I couldn't give up, that I realized that friendship is not only a beautiful memory, but also a driving force for progress. Although my good friend stands on the pk platform, his heart is very contradictory, but the power of friendship transcends my own selfish thoughts. Whether it is successful or not, I will bless each other in my heart and wish her a pleasant journey. Isn't that what happens in reality?
As the days go by, I always work and study aimlessly. Many people compare friendship to a medicine that can refresh people, but I don't think so. In my opinion, friendship does make people learn a lot, but it is based on a good foundation. Once viewed from a colored perspective, friendship is a profitable thing. Therefore, friendship is a part of life, I hope everyone can pay attention to it!
Random thoughts of summer camp
As early as the third grade, I had been exposed to English. For me at that time, learning English well was a very difficult thing, and there was no way to start. I am different now, because after more than a year of study, I have gradually mastered some.