Walking into the busy street, looking at the cheerful boss and trying to sell what he sells, my heart is empty. I don't know what's wonderful about my life. I like reading. When I took my favorite book to the park, it began to rain. I didn't bring an umbrella, so I had to put my book on my head and quickly ran to the eaves of the street to hide from the rain. After running under the eaves, there was a sweet flute in my ear. I looked around and found another blind man playing the flute. He is wearing a big gray cotton-padded jacket, which is broken and looks dirty. I can't see his face clearly. He has a flute in his hand. I've seen too many buskers, and they all take a detour after seeing them.
However, this time I took out my ten dollars and put them in his shabby bowl.
The rain stopped. When I picked up the book and turned to go home, I sent a bunch of crystal-clear flowers that were wet by the rain in the corner. It was really beautiful. My steps were attracted by it and stopped. The sweet flute is still ringing in my ears, and I seem to vaguely feel that the little flower seems to sway with the flute, much like dancing. Like the joy of conquering nature.
Yes! Me and Xiaohua. Blind people are all under one roof. Why can't I be like them?
In order to survive in the rain and "hope for future life", Xiaohua survived with tenacity, persistence and perseverance. Blind people play the flute in the street alone in the rain and cold for their families and children. They are all fighting for the future of themselves and their families. Why don't I have a wonderful life?
At that moment, a fire of hope lit up in my heart. Although each of us is different, each of us has our own characteristics. In the future, I must study hard to make my life more exciting!
Everyone has their own family, everyone has their parents, and everyone is looking forward to a warm home. As children, as a member of the family, we should understand the family, love our home and love our parents.
Among all kinds of sorrows in the world, the deepest and purest love is maternal love and fatherly love. Under one roof, we should love our parents, think for them, understand and care for them, and share their worries.
Parents not only give us life, but also nurture us to grow and teach us to be human. This kindness should always be remembered in our hearts.
We should also learn to be tolerant of our parents. As the saying goes,' tolerance is a sea that can accommodate rivers; Tolerance is a high mountain, which can hold flowers; Tolerance is a spring rain; Can melt solid ice; Learn to be tolerant and understand parents; You will have a kind of warmth and purify yourself.
If you think of love as a cup of strong tea, of course, when you drink it, there is still an intoxicating fragrance in the quilt. At this point, you will know what love is. When coffee and strong tea are drunk, the sweetness and fragrance can be remembered forever.
There are thousands of kinds of love in the world, but none can compare with maternal love. Motherly love is a lush oasis. With love, the soul will be full of brilliance and fragrance. Only love can knock on my heart and send me doors and windows; Only love can push away the bud of true love. Only love can describe a beautiful life!
We held a grand party with our parents under the same roof. They all know our growth, happiness and troubles. When we are happy, we ignore them and only care about our own happiness; When there are troubles, they lose their temper at them, and they try to please us and let us show a lovely smile; But we don't understand their hearts. We drive them out of the house because they nag and don't let themselves be quiet.
This kind of love is the love of our parents, and we also contradict their ingratitude.
We should learn to tolerate and understand our parents, be a competent boy, don't make them feel sorry for us, don't force them to lose their temper and don't contradict them.
Motherly love is greater than the sky, and father love is greater than the earth!
Living under the same roof 3 Life is a journey. On the way, there is always someone to accompany you under the same roof.
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In winter, the biting cold wind rolled the goose feather and snow, scraped the ground, and the world fell into a white haze. The cold wind swept through the window, whirring and the glass was shaking. Besides, there is only silent snow.
Inside, the snow seems to blow the dead outside into the house, and there is silence. Father had a cup of tea in his hand, which was steaming and floating away in the cold air. I curled up in the corner of the sofa and looked at the slightly curved figure outside the window. The silver hair on my temples stands out against the snow outside the window. I was shocked and remembered the quarrel just now, and my heart was mixed. Why should I quarrel?
One, one white hair! It is the trace left by years, under the same roof, but I didn't find it, just by my own temper.
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In spring, the warm spring breeze caresses the earth, the grass is covered with a layer of green, the river is gurgling, birds are singing, mixed with intoxicating peach blossoms, caressing my cheeks.
Father sat on the sofa, smiling happily. Looking at me, the wrinkles on his face spread out, and the white hair on his temples became less conspicuous in the intoxicating spring. The report card on the desk sparkled in the sun, reflecting my father's satisfied smile. Looking at my happy father, my mouth turned up and my eyebrows were full of joy. Yes, my father seems to be ten years younger. ...
Happy smile, he happy smile! Dilute the traces of years, under the same roof, comfort replaces quarrel, and everything is so harmonious.
Contradictions, quarrels, understanding and laughter, on the journey of life, there is always a roof that gives me warmth, joy and companionship.
Everyone has their own family, everyone has their own parents, and everyone is looking forward to a warm home. As children, as a member of the family, we should understand the family, love our home and love our parents.
Among all kinds of sorrows in the world, the deepest and purest love is maternal love and fatherly love. Under one roof, we should love our parents, think for them, understand and care for them, and share their worries.
Parents not only give us life, but also nurture us to grow and teach us to be human. This kindness should always be remembered in our hearts.
We should also learn to be tolerant of our parents. As the saying goes,' tolerance is a sea that can accommodate rivers; Tolerance is a high mountain, which can hold flowers; Tolerance is a spring rain; Can melt solid ice; Learn to be tolerant and understand parents; You will have a kind of warmth and purify yourself.
If you think of love as a cup of strong tea, of course, when you drink it, there is still an intoxicating fragrance in the quilt. At this point, you will know what love is. When coffee and strong tea are drunk, the sweetness and fragrance can be remembered forever.
There are thousands of kinds of love in the world, but none can compare with maternal love. Motherly love is a lush oasis. With love, the soul will be full of brilliance and fragrance. Only love can knock on my heart and send me doors and windows; Only love can open the bud of true love. Only love can describe a perfect life!
We held a grand party with our parents under the same roof. They all know our growth, happiness and troubles. When we are happy, we ignore them and only care about ourselves; When there are troubles, they lose their temper at them, and they try to please us and let us show a lovely smile; But we don't understand their hearts. We drive them out of the house because they nag and don't let themselves be quiet.
This kind of love is the love of our parents, and we also contradict their ingratitude.
We should learn to tolerate and understand our parents, be a competent boy, not let them grieve for us, force them to lose their temper and not contradict them.
Motherly love is greater than the sky, and father love is greater than the earth!
Under the same roof. We have lived under the same roof since you were born. Because of you, my childhood was never lonely, because of you, my childhood was very interesting; Because of you, I learned a lot in my childhood, such as tolerance.
As long as I can remember, I have often fought with my brother. As for the cause of the fight, it is conceivable that it is a trivial matter. But I remember that thing best. After school, I skipped home to see him-my dear brother wanted to play with him, but he was slow and still chasing the puppy. It's funny, he has a smile on his face and says, don't run! I'm going to catch you, big devil. I saw him having a good time, so I took my schoolbag and went to the house to do my homework.
After finishing my homework, I saw my brother holding a dinosaur toy in one hand and a police car in the other, saying that the bad dinosaur should give up quickly, or don't blame me for being rude! Just then, my brother saw me: "Sister, let's play together." So the two of us started playing. Playing and playing, somehow, we quarreled. Just when we were about to quarrel, my mother came to teach me a lesson: "Xiaoxiao, you and your brother are both at fault, apologize to each other, reflect on each other, live under the same roof and learn to tolerate each other." At this time, I calmed down, just when I wanted to apologize to my brother. "I'm sorry," said the younger brother. I am ashamed to see my brother know how to tolerate.
From this incident, I learned tolerance, and since then, my brother and I have rarely fought.
Under the same roof, my brother inspired me a lot and let us all learn a lot of knowledge. We should learn to tolerate each other under the same roof.
Being under the same roof 6 "Being under the same roof" is very simple, but it contains a realm that ordinary people can't reach.
A short story may change a person's life. This little story must make you understand the "realm" under the same roof, and you must gain something.
Spring returns to the earth, everything recovers, and there is vibrant spring everywhere. Animals call, laugh and frolic to welcome the arrival of spring. Two swallows flying from the south found the same roof and prepared to nest and breed there. Coincidentally, they chose the same place because they thought it was the best. As a result, two swallows chattered, clamoring for each other to take a step back and give the best place to build for themselves, but they disagreed with each other. Under a fierce exchange of words, they were all anxious and fought. After several days of this struggle, a swallow found that other birds' nests were half occupied, and he was still fighting for territory, so he gave this place to the other side and went to other places to build his nest. After a few weeks, their nests were settled and they began to reproduce themselves.
The children of two swallows were born and their parents were very busy. One morning, the swallows always go out for food early in the morning, leaving only the sleeping children. The other is with the children in the nest. Suddenly, it saw a snake crawling along the stick by the wall to the swallow's nest. Swallows flew bravely to fight snakes like arrows that left the string. Because of the swallow's attack, the snake fell off the stick and ran away in frustration. The swallow was very grateful when he learned that. After that, the two swallows lived happily together, became each other's best friends and lived happily under the same roof.
The moral of this story is: under the same roof, we should be friendly, harmonious, happy, tolerant, understanding and helpful ... How many people can reach this level at this moment?
Under the same roof, we should be friendly, harmonious, happy, tolerant, understanding and helping each other. When can we reach that level?
Under one roof, help is everywhere. It is the warmth in the cold wind at the end of winter; It is a trace of coolness under the hot summer sun; Is a beacon in your confusion; Is a little light in the endless night.
After entering the first grade, my parents sent me to a boarding school in order to get a better education. This is a completely strange world, and staying in school every day makes me feel isolated.
Gradually I became familiar with my classmates and got to know my new roommate Xiaoming. He is a helpful and optimistic boy. When he sees me sad, he always comes to comfort me and make me happy. We soon became good friends who talked about everything.
In the dormitory, Xiao Ming and I are bunk beds, I am in bed and he is in bed. But I sprained my ankle while running in military training. Xiaoming let me sleep in his lower bunk and he slept in my upper bunk, which moved me very much.
My academic performance in the class is average, but I am too timid to ask the teacher some questions that I can't. However, Xiao Ming's grades have always been among the best in his class. So, if I have any questions I don't understand, I will ask him. He always explains to me patiently, without any boredom.
I remember once, I had a little conflict with him and had a big fight. But after a morning, he returned to his original appearance and made up with me. Once I asked him why he was in such a good mood, and he just smiled: "Because we are good friends living under the same roof!" " "His simple answer made me feel guilty. At that time, I once hated him in my heart and even wanted to hit him, but he always took friendship so seriously.
Ah, my friend, you are my guiding light in endless darkness, and you are my lifeline in trouble. Under the same roof, you are my best and best partner.
Under the same roof, I met you in the most naive primary school time and lived together under the same roof for six years. Time flies, the sun and the moon fly, and we will go our separate ways in a blink of an eye. Finally, I know how to cherish it.
When we first entered the class, the head teacher told us: "We are a big group, we should help each other, unite and be friendly, and don't quarrel, because we are a big family, and the class is our home. Everyone will live under the same roof in the future. "
In the third grade, a transfer student came. At that time, there was some xenophobia in the class, and that classmate was a little introverted, and no one wanted to talk to him. After the teacher knew it, he said to us, "We are a big family, and there is a new member in our family. We are friendly to him, let him feel the warmth of our home, and let him not be lonely. " Hearing this, we felt a little sorry in our hearts and a little annoyed on our faces. In the later days, we took the initiative to find him to play, and soon he was integrated into our collective.
Carefree days always pass quickly, and we will graduate in a blink of an eye. At the graduation party, we drank some cocktails, emboldened ourselves and told all our regrets and disappointments. A few more silver threads on the teacher's head witnessed her hard work and sweat. Each of us prepared a gift for our teacher, thanking her for her six years' company, which made us spend a wonderful childhood and adolescence. The teacher said with tears, "We have lived under the same roof for six years and experienced ups and downs. This is a kind of fate. I hope you will not forget this fate and achieve something in the future. Let's get together again! " This song "See you in Twenty Years" has been ringing in the classroom for a long time. ...
If time could be repeated, I would like to live under the same roof with you.
Under the same roof, the four seasons change back and forth, no matter how they change, the four seasons are still four seasons, but in this change, it has quietly changed a lot. For example, our environment, our life and even ourselves, but as people who have been changed, we have no idea. At a certain moment, we suddenly realized wow, when did these change?
When I was in the sixth grade, I was twelve years old, and I had already entered a rebellious period. At that time, I really felt that I had grown up and could be independent. The more my parents take care of me, the stronger my rebellious attitude becomes. When I was twelve years old, my mother and I were about the same height, so I didn't need to look up or let my mother squat down to see her face as I did when I was a child. Maybe that's why. In my heart, I actually have the courage to quarrel with my mother.
At that time, I can't remember exactly what we quarreled about and what we quarreled about. I only remember that we had a fierce argument at that time, and I seemed to have dropped something. My memory is full of anger, helplessness and even some disappointment in my mother's eyes. Then I slammed the door into my room and left. After that quarrel, we only had a cold war for one afternoon, and then we had exchanges in the evening, and nothing happened the next day. But after that, we quarreled almost every day, one day, three days. Dad often advises us, but it's useless.
Then we live a quiet life. One night around nine o'clock, my mother came to the door of my room. Instead of pushing through the door as usual, she tapped on the door and asked, Have you finished your homework? Go to bed early after you finish, and don't interfere with class tomorrow. The voice is very light and there is a little caution in the tone. But at first, I still thought my mother was annoying and wordy. I just replied in a low voice: well, there is no following, and I didn't open the door to let my mother in. Now that I think about it, I want to rush in and beat myself up during the rebellious period.
Of course I have to write a composition in the sixth grade. At that time, I also wrote many essays about filial piety and maternal love. Now it seems that there is some meaning of hitting the face. What is filial piety? What is maternal love? The greatness of maternal love. I also know that these 12-year-old children are teenagers after all and don't know anything, but what is written on paper is a mess in real life, which can also be called an armchair strategist.
Lucky. Lucky. At present, there are very few quarrels with my mother. I just pick up my mouth occasionally, feel the speed of speaking and exchange a few words, which not only makes me happy, but also enhances the relationship between mother and daughter. Why not kill two birds with one stone?
As soon as I compare the previous quarrel with the present peace, I feel how boring and stupid I was, and I can quarrel with my mother like an angel.
My mother and I live under the same roof, but we are the most familiar people. Fighting or something hurts feelings.
/kloc-When I was 0/0 years old, I lived and studied in my hometown under the same roof. Later, for some unknown reasons, I transferred to Zhongshan to study. In a blink of an eye, I went to the second day of junior high school and made many friends. We have been under the same roof for a year and a half. The roof is a shelter from the wind and rain, giving a warm witness, and it is also a witness of our youth.
The spring rain moistens things silently.
"Let's row, the boat pushes the waves away …" The students danced sign language together and conquered all the audience and judges in a wonderful and unique way. Spring is a symbol of vitality. We are nourished by the warm spring rain, growing up, uniting and helping each other, because we have three years under the same roof and have grown up very well.
Summer rains are torrential and green leaves are lush.
What kind of day was it? I guess God knew we were going to make achievements, and it suddenly got dark. When the teacher announced the results, there was a strong wind, lightning and thunder, and it was raining heavily, so the students had to worry. After a while, the rain gradually subsided. Some two people play umbrellas together, and some two people wear raincoats together. Live close together and take care of each other, because we are under the same roof, after all, there is only one and a half years left, and more is still reluctant.
The autumn rain is continuous and the leaves are falling.
With the thin autumn rain, we ran hard on the playground, dripping with sweat, but we persisted. Seeing the thin autumn rain, we have a feeling of boiling blood. We are teenagers, full of blood, and the good times of youth will burn. We will spend three years of youth under the same roof and never regret it.
Time is not old, and youth is not scattered. After studying and playing with my classmates for a year and a half, my warm memories gradually drifted away.
Under the same roof 1 1 I have been watching TV for almost an hour. Things are actually very small, even as small as crumbs.
Hesitant about how to tell a child to be addicted to TV is tantamount to killing her intelligence. The child propped up his neck and unblinkingly turned the TV to the maximum volume-at the moment, an animated film of the underwater world was playing continuously. But soon, the TV kept changing channels, and most TV movies were interrupted-commercials. As far as I can remember, when a child was a baby, he was very interested in the advertisement of jumping into the sea. But since kindergarten, he has completely lost his enthusiasm for advertising, and he was "fooled" when watching TV.
After listening to one or two bytes, the channel ran away again.
"I'm going on a business trip for a while tomorrow, and I'll be back the day after tomorrow." I spoke, but what I said was completely out of line with what I wanted to say.
"Oh. Mom, then you must remember to bring me a present. You forgot to go on a business trip in June 1 day. " The child stopped pressing the remote control and looked up and said.
"ok." The child's request reminds me that I will talk about watching TV for a long time later! Dilemma, things have changed.
Feeling a little hot, I reached out and turned on the electric fan. The child's final report card is falling with the wind from the corner cupboard. My grades fell into my eyes while bending down to pick them up. Except for a deeper silence, I was speechless for a moment.
85 points, 7 1 is prominently filled in the column of comprehensive evaluation of Chinese and mathematics subjects. Comprehensive comments impressively write: your simplicity, kindness, enthusiasm and initiative are the pride of teachers. No matter what tasks the teacher gives you, you always carry them out seriously, which makes learning more difficult. Work hard and you will achieve something.
Under the same roof, 12 is near 9 o'clock on Monday night. Zhang Zhanrui called me and told me that the brigade Committee would go to the welfare home tomorrow and asked me to prepare some old books and toys for the children there. Ready, I lay in bed, with countless questions, and fell asleep. ...
At half past eight in the morning, we set off on time. In the car, I was silent and full of questions: what is the welfare home like? What are the conditions? What kind of children live in it? ...
Finally, I arrived at Changzhou Children's Welfare Institute. It is not as short and shabby as I expected, but it is very similar to our school, but many lovely and beautiful cartoon pictures make it look more childlike. But who knows, this may be a beautiful prison for these poor orphans, and how much they yearn for the colorful world outside the school gate!
We followed the staff into the room. After her explanation, we got a general understanding of the scene: there were 180 orphans, some of whom lost their parents, and some were abandoned by their families because of their disabilities. There are three classrooms, two to six years old in Miss Sister's classroom, seven to/kloc-0 to four years old in another classroom, and a place to do homework for four children who go out to school after school.
In the classroom of Miss Sister's class, we met these poor children. Their bright eyes make us heartbroken: we live happily under the love and protection of our parents every day, but they lost their families when they were so young. God is really cruel to them!
Next, we will perform a program for them. We try our best to make them happy. We performed erhu, violin, piano, magic, martial arts and flute, and the children's faces showed long-lost smiles. ...
Under the same blue sky, our lives are very different. From now on, we should cherish our families, and at the same time care for orphans, care for them and let them feel the warmth of the world!
13 Being under one roof is your spiritual sustenance.
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Living under the same roof, warm, always inadvertently arrival.
Dad is usually very busy and always goes out early and comes back late. We seldom meet each other. Only on weekends, when the whole family is relaxed, will they go out to play together. That day, I just finished the exam, and the exam was ok. I want to wait for my father to report the results. That's two hours. At ten o'clock, he finally came back. I was about to fall asleep and was quarreled by my father's crying. "Jiayi, get up and watch the ball with me!" "Watch the ball!" My interest was immediately ignited. I accidentally sprained my ankle when I was excited, so that I couldn't stand up. My father looked serious and said to me, "Your mother is on a business trip. Let me take you to the hospital! " But it's so late, and it's not easy to take a taxi. My dad immediately picked me up and walked outside. "I haven't carried you for several years, and it's getting heavier and heavier." Holding my father from behind and seeing his small white hair, I couldn't help blushing. ...
Summer came, and the weather suddenly became hot. I quickly turned out the short skirt at the bottom of the wardrobe, put it on my body and went to school. But unexpectedly, Grandfather Sun soon turned his face and cried, but I didn't bring an umbrella. After school, I am thinking about how to go home. Suddenly, I heard a familiar cry, and my mother came! But there is only one umbrella. When I got home, I found my mother half wet. I'm afraid she will catch a cold. I went to cook a bowl of ginger soup for my mother. I heard my mother cough over and over again. This makes me very distressed. Mom, thank you!
Family love is like rain, nourishing my heart. My parents' hard work has made me thrive and live under the same roof. A loving family makes me feel happy.
Under the same roof, time waits for no one, as if we grew up from a first-grade doll overnight. I thought I could grow up in this small group forever, but I didn't expect to face parting. ...
I took a photo of graduation photo at noon yesterday. Before that, the feeling of graduation was still very abstract. I took a photo of graduation photo and felt that the graduation day was not far away. ...
"Really," I tore up yesterday's calendar and sighed, "the final exam will be tomorrow. I will leave my alma mater after the exam ... "
What a pity! After all, we have lived together for four years since the third grade. ...
Although the back of time left in a hurry, my mind still clearly reflects the scene when we were together in 2008. ...
Amiable teachers, innocent classmates, well-read classrooms ... are all so brand-new and attractive!
In four years, I have learned a lot and gained a lot. Under the guidance of my teacher, I learned to create small poems, be bold and innovative, and cherish time ... both the fruits of knowledge and spiritual wealth have left a deep imprint on my mind. I will never forget, never forget everything my teacher gave me, everything. ...
My friends around me taught me how to establish friendship, how to share it with my friends, and how to treat my friends well ... I thank my friends for everything they taught me, and I will always remember everything you said. ...
Under the same roof, we have joined hands to add a lot of glory to this small group.
In the tug-of-war, we concentrated our strength on one side, and the loud cheers of the cheerleaders made the students more energetic and finally won the game. In the chorus competition, everyone threw themselves into singing. Listen, the beautiful songs from the multi-function hall represent our classmates in Class Two, Grade Six. ...
Under the same roof of the vast universe 15, there is a planet suitable for us to live in, and that is our home-the earth. The vast universe is like our same roof.
So far, the earth is the only planet we have found suitable for human habitation. The sun planet is too hot to live in, and people on the moon planet can't survive. The creator gave us the only living environment for human beings-the earth. We should cherish this only home. In this big garden, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, trees are shaded, mountains and waters are green, and blue sky and white clouds are visible. We humans live happily in this picturesque environment, study, work and live happily, and constantly develop, create and build our homeland. How happy our life should be!
If human beings cut down trees at will, kill precious animal resources endlessly, pollute the environment, air and water carelessly, waste resources endlessly, the ecological balance is seriously damaged, floods, flash floods and mudslides continue, and earthquakes come without warning, will our happy life still exist? There is only one home, and the land cannot be cloned. From now on, let's not litter, sort garbage, cut down trees and take care of them. If we plant a tree every year, the shade will be covered in the future, and sandstorms will not be raging again. Let's save water and electricity, so that resources will never be exhausted. Let's cherish precious resources, not greed, and let caring for the environment and resources become our eternal good habit.
Under the same roof, peace, development and survival are our beautiful wishes. We oppose all power and hegemony. Harmony is the foundation of human existence. If the war continues, our homeland will be destroyed by the war, our relatives will never see each other again, our children will not grow up healthily, and the fear of learning, killing and deprivation will prevent us from living, working and studying normally, let alone building our motherland, which will be even better. Peace is the foundation of development!
We are under the same roof. Let's care about each other and grow and develop together. Let's work together to protect the earth and build a better home for mankind.