As early as I was one year old, I had a strong interest in Chinese. I didn't know it was from China. I only know the wonderful stories my mother tells me at noon every day. Maybe what I was looking forward to most was my mother's story at noon. After I went to kindergarten, I learned some simple pinyin and Chinese characters, and I couldn't wait to take my mother to the supermarket to buy story books. Many fairy tales were familiar to me when I was a child.
When I was in grade one, my teacher focused on teaching Chinese. I was young and ignorant and didn't know what Chinese was, so I kept asking my teachers and parents until they got impatient. They said, "You will know when you grow up. You are too young to know so much. " It's just that they didn't expect that their words at that time actually took root in my heart. When I was older, I would pester my mother to buy me some world famous books, such as Jane Eyre and Pride and Prejudice. I have finished reading them! As I grew up, my knowledge of Chinese increased gradually. I no longer think that Chinese is just a short story and a small word, but I know that it is the national language of China people and a tool to help us learn. This is what Mr. Tao Xingzhi said. But why is Chinese called Chinese? I still don't understand. Maybe if I keep asking and learning, I will solve this answer one day!
In my opinion, Chinese is more like one of my teachers. Whenever I am angry and upset, I will get rid of it by reading Lincoln's tolerant story. Whenever I am frustrated in writing poetry, Li Bai will say to me: Laugh to the sky and get out. Are we Artemisia people? When I am lonely, Gao Shi will say to me: Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone in the world doesn't know you? Whenever I feel sad, Su Shi will say to me: people have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs, which was difficult to accomplish in ancient times. Whenever I slack off, Wang Shizhen says to me: A hundred years is not a hundred years. Today we still have to love today. ...
However, Chinese teaches me more infinite knowledge. In my eyes, Chinese is simply a treasure house. It is my right-hand man to understand classical Chinese and math problems. This makes my speech more powerful. It is an inexhaustible treasure for me!
Diary of Excellent Eighth Grade 2 We have been in contact with Chinese since birth, and we really learn Chinese from the first grade.
Before the fourth grade of primary school, I was naive and had only a vague concept of the meaning of Chinese itself. Knowing more about Chinese is an exam course, so learning Chinese has become a chore. With my gradual growth, my ideology has also changed in Chinese learning, and I gradually fell in love with profound Chinese.
I remember that it was the sixth grade, and we were studying Zheng Chenggong's lesson. The teacher assigned a task to write a biography for Zheng Chenggong. As soon as the homework was arranged, the classroom exploded and the students chattered. Some students decided to finish their biographies with minor changes in textbooks, but I didn't want to do that. When I got home, I began to worry. I don't want to copy textbooks, and there is no computer at home. What should I do? I am at a loss at my desk, and I am at a loss at heart. Zheng Chenggong, a national hero in the history of China, is introduced in the book Five Thousand Years Up and Down in China. The spark in my mind blew away my troubles like a breeze. Go find that book!
As soon as I got started, I quickly ran to the study, came to the bookcase hopefully, opened the bookcase briskly and neatly, and rows of orderly books greeted my review. Where is it? I carefully read the first line of the book, Childhood, Little Prince, Journey to the West ... one book after another, but not as long as China for five thousand years. I was so disappointed that I quickly turned my eyes to the book in the second column. I read one book after another, but I still haven't. My heart is burning with anxiety, and disappointment fills my heart. Suddenly, in the penultimate book in the second column, several familiar words, such as flames, instantly lit up my depressed and gloomy heart, and a burst of joy came to my mind and I found it!
So I took this heavy book and looked at the catalogue. The words of national hero Zheng Chenggong really appeared. Excited, I opened the page and read the introduction several times carefully. Up to now, part of that page is still vivid: Zheng Chenggong, a national hero, was born in Nan 'an County, Fujian Province. ...
Looking at these lines, my heart became more practical and my curiosity was satisfied. I happily returned to my desk with a book and began to write a biography with serious reference. My heart is full and happy.
Now, although I have bid farewell to primary school and entered the first grade, I think my love for Chinese will not fade because of my growth. I will move towards a bright future with great joy in Chinese!
Diary of Excellent Grade 8 3 "All get off for 60 seconds, 60 seconds, 59 seconds, 58 seconds ..." We just arrived here by car, and when we heard the roar of the head teacher, our bodies couldn't help shivering. Like catching fire, we jumped up from our seats and started our military training for three and a half days ... In those three and a half days of military training, one thing was deeply branded.
It was the day after we arrived at our destination. After breakfast, we will meet in the garage. "At ease, stand at attention!" After shouting the password, soon, the class teacher came over: "The instructor has something to do, and now I will take the place of everyone." After training many events, we are all exhausted, which is worse than the instructor.
"Stand at attention, 15 minutes!" However, after she shouted at the top of her lungs, she accidentally stepped on a pool of water and fell down. The pain suddenly surfaced and we ran over one by one. "Teacher, what's the matter with you?" She stood up with one hand on her waist and the other, and her face became serious again: "Who told you to move?" Add ten minutes. "Surprise and incomprehension occupy our faces. We used to comfort you! With dissatisfaction, we stood up again, and inadvertently my eyes drifted outside the library. Beads of rain as big as beans came with the strong wind, and my body trembled. The temperature is too low! I saw the head teacher standing to the side turned yellow, his forehead twisted into a "Sichuan", his brow frowned, his eyes stared at us with sharp eyes, his lips closed, and the whole head station trembled intentionally or unintentionally. Her neck shrank into a turtle neck, her hands were in her thick pockets, but her sleeves were strangely quivering slightly from side to side. Although her feet were wrapped in a fat trouser leg, she stamped her feet from time to time. Openly, she seemed to feel that someone was watching her, and immediately returned to her original appearance: "Look forward!" " "I tossed my head. What happened to the teacher? You look very weak.
After taking a shower, we all went to bed. At midnight, there was a creaking sound. I leaned out of the warm bed in a daze. The door opened slowly and a figure came in. There was a pause. What happened? Head teacher! I saw the monitor looking at us with loving eyes, covering the quilt one by one and carefully helping us to take care of the house.
At noon on the third day, I passed by the infirmary with an umbrella. Suddenly I heard the voice of the class teacher and the doctor: "Look, look, you are still training students when you are sick. Look, you caught a cold and twisted your waist ... "My head was shocked. It turned out that the teacher was ill and endured low back pain training to take care of us. Raindrops hit me, but I didn't feel cold. Warm current gushed from my heart, and the hot air moistened my eyes.
The class teacher's meticulous care for us made me feel a different temperature.
Diary of Excellent Grade 8 4 The great American scientist Einstein once said such a formula "w=x+y+z". Many people asked him puzzled what this meant. Einstein said, "W stands for success, X stands for diligence, and Y stands for no empty talk".
In fact, many such examples can be found in life. I will find some formulas for everyone from my own life. "7- 1=0", everyone will say when they see this formula, how can "7- 1" be equal to 0? Should be equal to 6. Now I will talk about the real meaning of "7- 1=0" in my life. There are seven people in our group. On one occasion, the school organized an inspection of the hygiene of each class. The teacher specially told us to clean up well and win glory for the class. All seven of us have answers. After school, we stayed to clean up. Halfway through the sweep, the trash can was full, and the team leader told Gao Feng to take the garbage out. We will clean the classroom when we take out the garbage during the rush hour. We were supposed to clean it, and the peak should have arrived. But we didn't wait until the peak, so we finally had to sweep the garbage to the corner. After a while, the school sent a teacher to check and saw that the garbage in our class was still in the corner, and wrote a poor word without looking. In a rage, we went to the top of the mountain and went to the garbage pit. The top of the mountain was not there, and only a trash can was there alone. We have to go home first. When we arrived at school the next day, we went to Gao Feng and asked him why he didn't come back yesterday. Gao Feng said regretfully, "I just took out the garbage yesterday, only to see that there were many delicious foods in the shop, so I went to buy them. I couldn't even find the trash can when I came back. " We scolded Gao Feng one after another and almost made him cry. After the broadcast gymnastics, yesterday's examination was announced on the radio, and our class was the worst. Back in the class, the students all blamed us for the black class. You said that Gao Feng was greedy and wasted our labor. Isn't this "7- 1=0"?
From this incident, I understand that we are all members of the collective, and everyone should try their best to do things for the collective, help each other and understand each other, so as to make the collective stronger day by day. Just like me, if I had taken out the garbage for the peak, the result would not be like this. So no matter what you do in the future, you should help each other, and don't let the collective score be "0".
Ok, class, there are many formulas hidden in life. You just need to find them with your keen eyes. Do you think I'm right?
Five hours of excellent eighth-grade diary is cruel to people, making memories so beautiful, but also so sad. In the days called youth by textbooks, rebellious hormones beat in the blood vessels, but melancholy silence often sticks to the face. The weather in my memory is always sunshine and rain, and happiness and sadness are so distinct. In those years, most of us were immersed in a world of mutual love. Half of them are red, enthusiastic and restless, which makes us cross one street after another in the cold winter, but we can't feel the cold wind; The other half is blue, melancholy and quiet. Let's sit in a stuffy room in endless summer nights and quietly experience the hidden pain inside. ...
He and I were classmates for five years and brothers for five years. Make fun of in ignorance, tease. When I was in junior high school, I was admitted to Yunfeng, with a strange face, a strange figure and a strange voice. Everything in life is faint, neither sad nor happy. I am no longer as sentimental as before, and I don't look back at those familiar figures that occasionally appear.
Until one day, "Hey!" I followed the sound. He didn't look tall at all. I smiled. There is some whispering pleasure. But suddenly I don't know how to speak, so I perfunctory for a few days, but my heart is not a taste at all. I want to say a lot but enough is enough. He is in class 12, and I am in class 10. Obviously not much difference, but it's hard to see. I don't know what it's like to see his back occasionally. He sometimes secretly looks at me, and I secretly look at him. I don't know when I met on QQ, and the relationship is better than before. Soon, he became my blue face. We became friends who talked about everything. I remember that time, he secretly told me that he had chased a girl and she agreed. I haven't replied for a long time. My heart is slightly sour.
There are countless paparazzi in the school, probably the week when he was my blue face, and his ambiguous eyes kept coming. It was not until this week that the paparazzi in Class Two surrounded me and asked me some questions that I was a little confused, and I began to pay attention to them. He was behind me, smiling. I left in anger and didn't stop it. I haven't spoken to him this week. I can't say why, but I'm angry. He apologized to me at the weekend. I see, he acquiesced! I asked him about the girl, and he said he wanted to see my reaction. I was a little in distress situation, but I forgave him.
Nothing, under the inquiry of my sisters, he treated me better. I didn't explain.
The music played by young people is sometimes mild and sometimes warm. When music is played, we dance to the beat of the music.
Fragments of the heart.
Twitter.
Here, I am not a pearl, round and jade-like, which makes people stare. I am not that bright diamond, enjoying the pursuit of everyone. I am just a small grain of sand, so ordinary that I am floating in this world with the wind, envious of pearls and jealous of diamonds.
I like painting, and I love it more than studying, because I never leave applause for painting. I will give myself more praise. Even if the people in the painting have long gone out of shape, even if the people in the painting are so horrible, I will applaud myself, because the sketch head I drew is ugly, but I can know what I still lack, whether I am drawing shapes or lines. This is also a kind of progress, a kind of dedication to yourself.
Encouragement and applause will be the source of one's progress. Give yourself confidence and applause, applaud yourself, share your rainbow and set foot on Hongqiao. Even a speck of dust can go home in a rainbow.
Applause for yourself is an encouragement. Any applause and encouragement should pay attention to events, occasions, time and so on. Because you can't reward yourself for doing something.
A bright pearl is made of sand. Although every grain of sand can become a pearl, why are there so few pearls and so many sands?
Involved in the wind, wandering around, saw a lot of roads, but also a lot of losers' bones. The short stories of successful people are written in this way of life, because they won't save applause. A person walking on the road may take a thrilling valley or a country road. I don't know how long it will take, applaud yourself and keep going.
For myself, I like painting so much, but there are so many people whose painting skills are better than mine. They can draw ten million times better than me. My heart is unspeakable. Why can't I draw? I looked at these clumsy hands and felt at a loss ... I wanted to give up, but I found it was an obsession. I can't let go, I can't break it, and I'm closely intertwined with each other.
Try to encourage yourself, don't assert that you can't, give yourself the warmest applause and the most sincere encouragement. Sand can become the roundest and most transparent pearl, and everyone can. The hand that has held the brush has long been unwilling to stop, unwilling to stop, and unable to stop.
Clap for yourself, even if you leave alone and sadly, you can come back with a dazzling rainbow.
Excellent eighth grade diary 7 "Wow, Wow", there is a newborn baby crying. It happened one morning eleven years ago. I came to this world because I want to thank my mother who brought me to this world, thank all my relatives present and welcome me to this world. I want to thank many people, so I have formed the habit of helping others.
One day, I passed a classmate's seat and suddenly clicked. It turned out that her pen fell to the ground. I picked it up for her without hesitation and returned it to her with a smile. She smiled and said, "Thank you!" So I walked out of the classroom happily. Watching, the monitor is struggling to move a lot of exercise books. I hurried to help her move her homework. She said thank you to me. I said, "Helping others is a virtue." When I said this, my heart was full of joy. When I came home from school at noon, I saw an acquaintance in the distance. I ran after her carefully, trying to scare her. Unexpectedly, her foot was suddenly hit by a stone, and I almost fell down. I hurried to help her. She was surprised by my sudden appearance, but she thanked me gratefully. I said, "Don't watch the road next time!" She blushed. So I ran home happily humming a song.
I am such a person as "the road is bumpy, draw a sword to help". Because people always help others when they come to this world, otherwise it is meaningless for people to live in this world. So I firmly believe that if you want to live a full and happy life, then happiness means helping others.
Although the winter vacation is only four weeks, we are going to attend the five-day winter vacation phonetic alphabet class at the phonetic alphabet school. Even so, I feel very happy to go to school these days. Because you can play and chat with your classmates after school-such a day is better than being bored at home.
During the Chinese New Year, people get together, gather around and have a family reunion dinner. The table is full of delicious food and a pot of hot pot, which adds a lot of warm atmosphere to us! After the reunion dinner, my cousin suddenly said to play poker tower bridge, and then a bunch of us raised our hands and said, "I want to play, I want to play." Cousin said: "If you want to play, come home and have a full meal! So, we children ran to the living room after eating, because only three people can play at a time, so we divided the game into three groups, and then on the coffee table, we began to group. I was assigned to a group with my cousin, and started playing after the group. As a result, I occasionally lost a few games, and most of them won to my cousin. Their respective groups are very intense. I was assigned to their group and won so hard.
After playing poker tower bridge, we packed up our place. Everyone sat in the house and watched the Spring Festival party, which made us all laugh. Later, halfway through, our grandparents came to give us red envelopes. Soon, it was dad. Mom came to give us red envelopes, and soon after mom and dad finished giving them, Second Grandma, Second Grandpa, Third Grandma, Third Grandma, Fourth Grandma and Fourth Grandpa also came to give us red envelopes. Because we can get a lot of red envelopes during the Chinese New Year, our children all like the arrival of the Chinese New Year holiday. They can get red envelopes and get together to watch TV. Playing poker tower bridge is really a warm festival! But in this festival, although we children are very happy, those adults are busy paying New Year greetings and spending a lot of money on red envelopes. It's really a big blood loss!
During the winter vacation, I sometimes finish my homework, and when I am bored, I just read Biography of Hulan River and Old Things in the South of the City ... The contents of each book deeply attract me, and sometimes I can't help but want to read it again after reading it. During the winter vacation, I read five or six novels, some of which were borrowed from classmates and some of which were bought by myself. Although each book costs tens of dollars, I think it's worth it, because sometimes after you read it once, if the story touches you, you will read it again, and you can keep it if you buy it yourself, and pick it up when you want to read it! In this way, the day of leaving school is getting closer and closer, and the dribs and drabs and good times in winter vacation life should also come to an end. You can't be so lazy when you start school next. You should study hard! Put all the good times that happened in winter vacation life into your mind and make them memories! Also drew a perfect ending for his winter vacation life.
The diary of the excellent eighth grade is 9 days high, and the clouds are light. On a sunny day, the school organized us to climb the mountain. Hearing the news, everyone jumped three feet!
We talked and laughed, enjoying the scenery by the roadside, and unconsciously reached the foot of the mountain. With the teacher's command, a large group of people cheered and headed for the top of the mountain.
I was with some classmates, chatting while climbing the mountain. After climbing for a while, I feel a little thirsty. Bo, are you thirsty? I asked my partner next to me and he nodded. So, we stopped, took out the kettle and drank a few mouthfuls. Then she wiped her mouth and continued to climb.
The sun began to give off heat, and we were no longer in the mood to enjoy the scenery. I can feel the sweat running down my neck and my feet getting heavy. Look at the classmates around us. They are also sweating with their sleeves, panting. I don't know who shouted "It's really hot! Take a break! " Immediately got everyone's response. I gulped down the water and drank the kettle upside down in a few mouthfuls. Everyone seems to be too thirsty to stand, and in a short time, more than a dozen people have run out of kettles. I shook my kettle. I was just about to ask my classmates for some water to pour my "dry" voice, but I found that they were also looking for "water" with empty kettles. At this time, not far away, a man came gradually. It's Lili from our class. Because I seldom talk to my classmates at ordinary times, I lost my job climbing this mountain. I saw her climbing slowly with her head stuffy, and I muttered: Why doesn't she drink water? Isn't she thirsty? The question mark in my heart keeps popping up. ...
After a short rest, we went up again. Near the top of the mountain, everyone was so tired that they sat on the ground and gasped. I looked around. I didn't even have the strength to talk. I really wanted to find some water to drink. Suddenly, Li Li shouted, "Who wants water?" Everyone scrambled for water, and Lili silently gave it to us. After a while, her water bottle was empty. Only then did I know that she didn't drink water because she wanted to give everyone water when she finally climbed to the top of the mountain! Everyone drank water and said, "It's a good thing to have her. This water is really timely! " "I also think the water outside is very sweet.
Although it's been a while, it still touches me every time I think about it, as if I still have the taste of sweet mineral water in my mouth.
Today, my family and my sister's family went to play in Dongli Lake.
When we arrived at Dongli Lake, we first went to a place called "Wave-making Pool". There are many waves in the swimming pool. As soon as I entered the pool, several big waves washed me back again and again. I thought to myself: how can people walk in the middle of the pool? Why am I always blocked by big waves? I'm really unwilling! So, I rushed into the pool and jumped up. At the same time, a big wave came. As if I were flying, I paddled hard with my hands and fell off the waves. Unfortunately, I accidentally choked on a mouthful of water. "come on I hold you! " Greatly took my hand and pushed me forward. Unexpectedly, the big waves are coming again! Gollum, I drank several mouthfuls in succession. I coughed and complained, "Why am I always unlucky!" Everyone laughed when they saw my funny appearance!
After fighting the big waves, I followed my family to a place called "Kissing Fish". When I got to the swimming pool, I found a stone and sat down. Wow! The feeling of soaking in hot springs is really comfortable! At this time, a group of small fish swam over and pecked at my leg, which made me itch. I raised my leg and threw the little fish away. Not long after, another group of fish swam towards me. They are all black, with small heads and short tails. I take a closer look. Isn't this the group of fish that pecked me just now? This time, they are like "knee pads". I asked everyone curiously, "Why do they only peck at me and not you?" My sister smiled and replied, "Because you are too dirty!" In a rage, I threw my "knee pads" on them. I was clean, but there were many around. I pointed at them and smiled and said, "Ha ha! You are so dirty! "
This trip to Dongli Lake made me linger, and I will come again next time!