I am fascinated by the scene of "white dew is frost, so-called Iraqis are on the water side"; The spirit of "the road is long, and I will go up and down" makes me think; I admire Cao Cao's "heroism" in his later years; Li Bai's confidence lies in "since God has given talent, let it be hired!" , spin a thousand silver, all come back! " Broke my heart; Li Qingzhao's phrase "searching and searching, sad and miserable" broke my heart ... swimming in history and culture with books, I learned a lot!
Don Quixote makes me smile when I am sad. When I am happy, a book called Les Miserables makes me cry. When I was smooth sailing, the old saying "pride goes before a fall" made me awake; When I was disheartened, the example of "perseverance" made me rise again Books and I have long been like old friends and relatives. I am worried about books, and books are happy for me. We depend on each other and never part. It goes without saying that the fun is all in it.
When I am writing at my desk, there will always be times when Jiang Lang is at a loss. Looking through Lin Yutang's and Liang Shiqiu's essays is sometimes very enlightening and thoughtful. When you appreciate poetry and prose, there will always be times when you can't understand it. Thinking about the well-read Three Hundred Tang Poems sometimes makes me suddenly enlightened. Every surprise has further enriched my knowledge and exercised my thinking.
When I read the ordinary Jane Eyre saying "I am equal to you", I felt the self-esteem of women; I didn't realize women's self-love until I read Lin Daiyu's song "lead an honest and clean life". When I read the stubborn Scarlett clenched her fist and said, "I will never go hungry again", I understood the self-improvement of women. It is such positive energy that strengthens my soul. Su Wu shepherd taught me to be a person with national dignity, Wen Tianxiang devoted himself to teaching me to be a person with personality, and Tao Yuanming retired to teach me to be a proud person ... With the guidance of books, how healthy my growth is and how wonderful my life will be!
Whenever and wherever, with a cup of fragrant tea and a book, I will have the whole world, and I will certainly have a bright future.
People say that teachers are gardeners and candles, but I want to say that teachers are the guides in our growth. My Chinese teacher in the first grade of primary school is such a person. He will always be my good teacher, because he taught me Chinese Pinyin, which I will use all my life.
I first met him when I was in the first grade of primary school seven years ago. He walked into the classroom and introduced his name in pinyin and Chinese characters on the blackboard. He said that he would teach us pinyin from today. Somehow, I'm disgusted with pinyin. Maybe it's too difficult to write. Written in a three-line book, I either have a head on it or a lot of tails on it. Although it looks interesting, I just don't want to write.
The teacher taught us to read pinyin, always over and over again. I read too much, so I went against him. He asked me to study, but I didn't; He won't let me study, but I study hard. The teacher was not angry, but said gently, "You are a naughty boy." Then he went straight out of the classroom, leaving me puzzled.
If it was another teacher, I would be slapped. The more he does this, the more I disagree with him, even just playing and not doing my homework. If my parents ask, I'll say the teacher didn't arrange it. My parents trusted me and stopped asking questions. I am very happy. It feels so cool! I ran out of the yard, rushed among my friends who were playing, and proudly shouted, "I'm coming."
However, my end has finally come-the mid-term exam is coming, but my pinyin is useless. At night, I toss and turn, but I can't sleep. I turned the book over, turned it over and stared at Pinyin-I didn't know it and it didn't know me. It's over, it's over, wait for the "belt fried pork".
The next day, I sat in the classroom, worried, afraid to see the teacher, and I felt unspeakable grievances. After class, the teacher seemed to see through my mind, called me to the office and said kindly, "Meng Chao, are you worried about the exam now?" I nodded my head. He thought for a moment and then said, "Learning Pinyin is like learning to walk. Take your time. No one can reach the sky in one step, but you have to take one step at a time, you know? " I said "hmm" doubtfully. The teacher comforted me and told me not to worry, saying that there were still three or four days before the exam, and I would go to his house to make up lessons every day. I seem to have found a savior and said thank you several times in a row.
A few days' tutorial is very effective, and I don't think it is too difficult to learn pinyin. With the help of my teacher, I learned all the pinyin. I won the first place in the mid-term exam, and the teacher praised me for being so smart. The teacher gave me an award and said, "Pinyin is the spirit of Chinese and the pillar of learning Chinese well. Mastering it can change our destiny. You must remember my words! " When I received the award, a tear shone in my eyes, crystal clear.
Really, the reason why my Chinese performance has been among the best in my class is not only because I learned pinyin, but more importantly, my teacher's words inspired me and let me know how to create the value of life.
I want to thank my Chinese teacher, who will always be my guide on the road of life.
My three books are the source of wisdom, just like a lamp standing in the dark, guiding the way forward and bringing me hope-Ming.
"Reading a book a hundred times is self-evident." In the students' passionate reading, I lowered my head and pondered dully: "What's the use of books?" ? After studying for many years, I am still the same as before, and my life shows no signs of progress. Does this book have a great influence on my life? "
When I got home, my mother happily pulled me to her side. I thought to myself, "It's definitely not good." Sure enough, my mother carefully took out a book from her bag and handed it to me like a family heirloom. She said hopefully, "Dear baby, didn't you say you didn't know the direction of life?" Look at this book, and you will find your goal. "With a look of disdain, I opened the book-the Harvard boy who lost at the starting line." This kind of book again, I don't read it! "However, under my mother's persuasion, I managed to open the catalogue and chose the chapters that I thought were OK. But this time I couldn't let it go the first time. Every time I sleep, I watch a short paragraph and think about it in my head. Only when I understand the truth will I gladly put down my book and close my eyes. But I still have what I just read in my head. The hero told me about his failure, rise and pursuit through words ... I was obsessed with thinking about the enlightenment that the book gave me: people should be responsible for themselves and be optimistic and tenacious no matter what kind of life they face. ...
"Books are people's spiritual food." I gradually became fond of all kinds of books, including novels and essays. Do some crazy things from time to time: for example, don't eat in time; After ten o'clock, I set up a flashlight and read more books under the covers, so once at school, my classmates laughed when they saw me. I looked at them with puzzled eyes, and my heart was full of 10 thousand whys, but I couldn't figure out the answer. The wrinkled deskmate took out the mirror and put it in front of me. I cried in surprise, "Where is the giant panda?" A closer look reveals that there are two moon-like dark circles hanging on the face. "If I had white hair, I might have been taken away long ago." I used to be unsmiling, touching my head and laughing at myself.
Gradually, I got happiness from the book, found hope, and faced the troubles and difficulties in life in the sun. Holding a book, facing the morning light, opening a new chapter in life classics, facing a bright future, and living a happy and hopeful life under the guidance of the book!
Book, my companion, my destiny takes a hand's guide in life!
My tour guide composition 4 A good tour guide can often lead us to the other side of success smoothly. Everyone may have been encouraged, and the feeling of being encouraged is sweet and proud.
My mother enrolled me in a cram school for reading. I was reluctant to go, and found that several students there were my good friends, and the original sense of resistance disappeared. The teacher is very kind and warm, and her smile melts the tension of my shy boy.
At the beginning of the class, the teacher said, "read the article, so read it aloud!" " "Reading aloud and reading aloud is my biggest headache. It's my turn to read aloud. My heart is beating drums. Alas, I have to bite the bullet and rush. Time flies, my mouth is open, but my throat is silent, and I haven't spit out a word for a long time. The surrounding air seems to have solidified, and all my classmates stare at me with stern eyes. I feel prickly all over. I can't help it They are all waiting. Read it. I secretly encouraged myself and cleared my throat. My voice is so low that I can't seem to hear my own voice. After reading it, I hung my head and my cheeks were numb, like a freshly baked round cake, waiting for the teacher to criticize me mercilessly. Unexpectedly, she said kindly, "well, reading is ok, but louder!" " "Said patted me on the shoulder. At this time, the stone in my heart finally sank, as if my eyes were shining with blazing light, and my confidence doubled. The teacher's understatement made me no longer afraid of reading.
One day a few weeks later, I read aloud like no one was watching: "Great! The carrot in Xie Jiachun's mouth finally swallowed. " I was flattered by the teacher's praise. Really, until now, it has been lingering in my mind. It is this sentence that makes me find the happiness of reading aloud.
All the students in the cram school published an exercise, and I failed in Sun Shan, with a helpless expression on my face. The teacher seemed to read my mind and encouraged me to say, "Actually, publishing a composition is very simple, as long as you read more books, accumulate good words and sentences, and then apply them to your own composition." I have a joy on my face, an impulse, and a confidence in my heart. After experiencing numerous storms, an exercise entitled "Warm Current" was finally published, and its signature was impressively Xie Jiachun. I did it.
"In fact, success is very simple. I'm just a guide. The key is to work hard and struggle by yourself. " The teacher encouraged me to say this again. I am very grateful to her, my guide.
One Saturday afternoon, I went to my uncle's house and came back. Halfway there, suddenly the sky was overcast and it began to rain cats and dogs. I walked forward against the strong wind with an umbrella.
Through the hazy rain curtain, I saw a man hobbling along in the rain. I caught up with him in three steps and two steps I saw the uncle wearing a pair of sunglasses and leaning on a black and white crutch. The rain ran down his face and made his clothes wet. He groped his way forward step by step All this tells me that this uncle is blind. "Uncle, where are you going?" I asked loudly in the rain. "Go home." "Then I'll take you home!" I said, before the blind uncle spoke, I helped him hold an umbrella and walked forward with him. What a heavy rain! This road seems to have turned into a river. I helped Uncle Blind, tried to play his umbrella and try to find a shallow place to walk.
Walking, I found a manhole cover opened in front without any sign. The rain merged into a small river and flowed into the hole. I walk around with my uncle. My uncle seems to notice something. He smiled and said to me, "Little classmate, why don't we go straight?" I replied, "The manhole cover there has been opened, so it is dangerous to walk there." "Oh ..." Blind uncle frowned. Suddenly, he said to me, "You take me to the manhole cover." "What are you doing?" I asked, puzzled. "Let's cover the manhole cover!" Blind uncle said firmly. I said, "We won't go out from here again today. Besides, it's raining so hard, don't worry. " But my uncle said, "Although we don't go from here, there are still many people who want to go from here. How dangerous it is to fall! " "
Hearing this, Uncle Blind helped him to the front of the sewer. Blind uncle let go of my hand, handed me the crutch in his hand, groped for a corner of the manhole cover, forcibly opened the manhole cover, and slowly moved to an empty place. Water dripped from his face, and he couldn't tell which was sweat and which was rain.
Seeing this, I couldn't help putting my umbrella and crutches on the ground and moving the manhole cover with my blind uncle. We tried our best to finally cover the manhole cover. Can Uncle Blind walk safely? No, he stepped on the manhole cover a few times with his foot, then took a long breath and said to himself, "Great."
I was moved by all this: eyes without god, trembling hands, cheeks covered with sweat and rain. It is difficult for a blind man to walk by himself, but he always thinks of others, not himself. But I ... I was in tears.
The rain is still pouring down. I helped the blind uncle move on. The ground was splashed with water. I think: in this extremely wide rain curtain, I am a discerning person, guiding the blind uncle; On the road of life, it is blind uncle who guides me!
My introduction composition 6 He used to be my primary school opponent. After entering middle school, I walked with him for three years. In the competition with him, I not only tasted the joy of success, but also realized the bitterness of failure. He is my guide, and he makes my life bloom with beautiful flowers!
After entering middle school, we once again stood in the position of confrontation, because once again became opponents, so helplessness and frustration became my shadow. He is a boy who is better than me in all aspects. In that cold autumn, when he defeated me again, failure became a heavy burden on my heart. I sighed and felt sad alone. At this time, a pair of warm and friendly hands reached out to me, took my hand, encouraged me and enlightened me. Behind that sincere smile that I couldn't refuse, I saw a bright, powerful and challenging world.
So I smiled, and he smiled, and the blue sky reflected his bright voice: the successful flower, people only admire its brilliance for a while, but its bud, from the beginning, was soaked with tears of struggle and shed blood rain of sacrifice. Yes! Xiongguan road is as iron as iron, and now it is a leap from the beginning. Avoid, be negative; Escape, cowardice; Although the road ahead is particularly difficult, I still grit my teeth and fight bravely. In the study, I wrote a few big words: One day, I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight up and cross the deep sea.
Since then, we have worked hard together, both as rivals and as friends. It is particularly difficult to win at this time, and a small victory will be remembered!
That spring, birds and flowers were singing, and I finally defeated him. When hard-won success comes, it's like dreaming. I am very excited and proud, resting in the aura of success and getting lost in the illusory imagination. It was him, as usual, who came to me with a smile and extended a friendly hand to congratulate my efforts on finally paying off. Turning around, I still see his persistent efforts, meticulous learning spirit and strong will to face failure. See yourself facing failure, still aboveboard. In shame, I saw my ignorance and frivolous. I suddenly realized that the gap between us in learning can be seen, but thanks to my opponent, I climbed out of this beautiful pride trap in time and continued my long life journey. Thank your opponent, although the road ahead will still be blocked, but as long as I have worked hard, worked hard and have a clear conscience, this is success!
My opponent influenced me and inspired me. In two spring and autumn, my opponent tested my will in the face of failure like a rainstorm. If my opponent thunders, remind me to move on; Opponents, such as Chen Xing, guide me!
Thank you opponent! I will always be a guide!
These two days, I read "Extraordinary Events" written by Aunt Yang. This book has eight chapters, each of which is lively and interesting, leaving a deep impression on me and giving me a lot of feelings. Let's talk about the "military training incident" first.
On the first day of school, the school organized a military training for 12 days, in Song Lin camp, a district for fifth-grade students. The morning of departure was really bad. Almost all the parents of the students came, just like the children were sending their parents to war, because the parents were carrying big bags and small bags, but the children were empty-handed. On the way to March, they had a "prone position" exercise, and the talkative bean sprouts always brought "laughter" to everyone. In the terrible "inverted work" training, they fell, stood up, stood up and fell, camouflage uniforms turned into mud clothes, and they all fell black and blue, saying that the instructors were "devil instructors." But in a mountaineering competition, I changed my opinion of the coach and thought he was very nice and gentle. The little witch sprained her ankle, and the instructor sang on her back to amuse her. After "emergency assembly" training in the middle of the night and "a letter from a fat cat" in the demining competition, they returned home in triumph. Accompanied by "devil instructor", the headmaster reviewed the parade of Class 5 and Class 3. ......
After reading this "event", I have this feeling. The "devil" instructor is their "guide", allowing them to experience "falling, standing up, standing up and falling again" and finally "returning home in triumph". On the road of our growth, teachers, parents, friends and classmates are our "guides", and they guide us step by step. There are also many such "guides" in the school ICT blog. The teacher Rain in a Small Town is a silent "guide", who has never seen him or heard his voice. He not only guides our writing methods in his own blog, but also has detailed guidance in Bo You's blog! I don't know how many bloggers have benefited a lot and won the title of Bo wrist. With such "guidance", why are we still afraid of falling? One article failed and two articles failed. Just remember the suggestions and comments in the Guide! There will definitely be a successful day!
In my blog, there are also many "guides" who show me the way. From the title of the article to the signature, I am very moved, and your guidance is my greatest gain. Under your guidance, I will grow step by step and write more and better blog posts!
Let's listen to the "guide"! Cut off the thorns, catch up and go to the other side of success!
My essay 8 He wore a light-colored coat, a pair of jeans and a pair of half-rimmed glasses, and walked into the classroom with teaching materials and lesson plans.
Before the bell rang, he stood on the platform without saying a word. He bowed his head from time to time and habitually arranged books. Even if the books are neatly arranged, he will still give a hand. The classroom became quiet and the bell rang. He turned around, wrote a big word "Shen" and a series of phone numbers on the blackboard, and said, "My name is Shen, and this is my phone number." As soon as the voice fell, he couldn't help but open his mouth slightly and fill in an "ah". Like the sound from the nose, the tone rises first and then falls, low and long. This sudden mantra broke the solemn classroom atmosphere and I laughed. The teacher didn't care much, and said calmly, "OK, let's have a new lesson.". He paused, not forgetting to make up the interesting but abrupt "ah"
He put his hand behind his back, leaned slightly and raised his right hand like a painter painting on a blackboard. But he drew words. Some words are "vertical", and he insists on "infinity" and then a "left". When writing, I read the concepts in the book. Every time I pause, I know the next word must be "ah". Simple courses were taught to us by a "painter", who could not stir up the waves of mathematics in the minds of mathematicians.
Finally, we learned the function. Teacher Shen, Hagrid, scribbled on the blackboard on the left, holding the lesson plan in his left hand, his arm slightly bent on his leg, and his right hand "clicking" on the blackboard. After typing the last word, pick up the pen, knock on the blackboard, play it again, turn your right hand, wrist up, and turn to 180. Give a lesson plan and explain the concept in the book. Putting down the lesson plan, I started typing on the blackboard again, raising my pen, beating, bouncing, turning my wrist and turning around. When it comes to putting my left hand on my right wrist, I suddenly threw out a strange question: "What am I missing?"
The students looked at each other one by one, not knowing how to answer the strange question of Hai Ge. "Lack of definition," he replied, turning his right wrist. "Are there any restrictions?" After a silence, someone replied, "These two numbers can't be zero." A burst of applause sounded, and Hagrid's wrist turned again. "How to express it in mathematical language?" The applause from the audience came to an abrupt end, and the whole class became silent in an instant. Hagrid strolled to the center of the blackboard, looked at us proudly and added, "There can only be one formula." He seems to be leading us out of our existing thinking.
Our thinking is still firmly locked in the function we just learned, and we have no clue in the face of such a strange problem. Suddenly, a correct answer popped up in the distance. Hagrid couldn't help grinning, showing his gums and smiling at us. "Yes, that's right." He smiled happily and turned his right wrist again. "Is there anything else?" Finally, all kinds of answers poured out like a spring, and he smiled even more brightly. Suddenly, the blockage in the brain seems to have been cleared. For the first time, I felt the interesting charm of multiple solutions to one question.
In the competition class, Hagrid gave full play to his multi-solution thinking. "This problem can be done this way" "This is the second method" "This method is fast, but not universal" "This problem can be done this way" "This is also a good method" ... He is more and more excited, and layers of waves beat against the coast, playing the blackboard method, and his mind rolls in the sea with the waves under the guidance of Hagrid. ...
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye I know a new friend-Index. I sweat at the thought of the dense numbers and strange positions of numerator and denominator. I can't help but think of one thing. I accidentally wrote the position of the numerator and denominator upside down, which led to a waste of hours, and my fear of it arose. Hagrid also noticed this problem.
After finishing the new lesson, he wrote a series of exponential powers of fractions on the blackboard and grinned and said to us, "Look, isn't this form of numerator and denominator very unaccustomed?" I stared at the teacher with my head in my hands, and fear rose from my heart to my mind. Hagrid rewrote it into a radical form that we are already familiar with, pointing to the former and saying, "This is the denominator, and above it is the numerator." Then, he walked quickly to the radical and pointed to the number outside the radical. "This is the denominator." We nodded frequently. Suddenly, his tone suddenly changed and he became a little naughty. "This is Mom." He pointed to the number outside the root number with his finger, then traced the root number with his hand and pointed to the number inside the root number. "Mom is always outside to shelter the children from the wind and rain. Right? " The students applauded and had to express their admiration for his unique memory and sudden delivery of thick chicken soup for the soul. Since then, every time I write this form, I will think of my mother, not my fears.
This reading guide who loves to say "Ah" makes math class easy and leads us to a wider world with his peculiar questions, unique catchphrases and unique memory methods.
My Guidance Composition 9 Whenever I summon up the courage to admit my mistake honestly, I always think of my guidance-my mother.
That day, I was walking home from school. There was a sudden cold wind on the road, like thousands of snakes wrapped around me, which made me stiff and seemed to freeze my blood. I can't help speeding up the pace of going home and rushing home.
When I finally got home, I quickly put down my schoolbag, went to my mother and looked at her with poor eyes. My mother always seems to have a mind-reading, touching my head and gently saying, "Are you cold, son?" ? I have taken out your thick clothes and put them on my bed. You should change them quickly. "I grabbed a straw and immediately rushed into my mother's room. Because it was too cold, I only thought about clothes, so I ignored the old saying "Keep your eyes open when you walk". Suddenly, I heard a bang. I was startled and turned around quickly. I saw debris all over the floor. Suddenly, I shuddered and stepped back. I broke my mother's favorite vase! "What to do! What to do! "I muttered, the feeling be nasty under, pulled off a pile of clothes from the closet, covered with fragments of a vase. Mother seemed to feel the chaos upstairs, so she hurried upstairs. My heart is like an ant on hot bricks. My mother came up to me and looked at me nervously. She seemed to have guessed something and asked eagerly, "What's the matter? What are those behind you? How can it be so messy? " "No ... nothing, just ... I accidentally ... I dropped my clothes on the floor just now! "I interrupted my mother before she finished." That's good. "Mother walked away with a grain of salt. I quickly picked up the clothes on the ground and stuffed them into the closet, then picked up the broom and swept the debris into the trash can. I breathed a sigh of relief when all the criminal evidence disappeared. Just as I turned to go back to my room, I suddenly saw a familiar figure-mom!
It turned out that my mother just stopped halfway and kept silently watching my every move in the distance. My mother said to me earnestly, "son, you must be honest and never lie, or the consequences will be unimaginable." I believe you are an honest boy, right? " My face suddenly turned into a red apple. I nodded slightly and whispered, "Mom, I'm sorry."
From that day on, I never dared to lie again. Although many years have passed, this experience has left a deep impression on me, guiding me in the right direction and leading me to success step by step.
My guiding composition 10 Some people collect photos, others collect stamps, and I collect a test paper with warm comments. Thinking of this, I can't help but think of Mr. Wang, who is a very good teacher and a leader in my study. It was a Chinese exam in grade seven. Poor foundation, the exam was a mess. It can be said that I have no feeling about grades. Failure in the exam is nothing more than the teacher reprimanding and copying the wrong questions several times. When handing out papers, it was nothing more than the teacher's' thunder and lightning', but this time the teacher didn't read from high score to low score, and he was stunned when he saw the students who failed. First of all, the teacher praised the students who did well in the exam. I think the teacher will look at the scores of those who didn't do well in the exam. The teacher just smiled and said' pass it on'-this is my great joy. When I opened the test paper, I saw that there was not a wrong number in the whole test paper, but all the numbers had been checked, that is, 59 points were written on the score column. I looked through some wrong numbers, but I didn't get it right or wrong, and I felt uncomfortable all over. When I turned to the end, to my surprise, there were comments. I looked at it carefully! "Classmate, your handwriting is very neat. Glad to see your test paper. Your mind is very flexible. Study hard and you will learn well. The teacher wants you to take 59 this time and 95 next time. " At this time, my eyes were moist, and no teacher had ever praised me so much. At that moment, I felt that I was the happiest person in the world. Since then, I have treasured this paper with comments. Compared with before, I will never forget my guide, Miss Wang!