Cattle essay 1 "Shouldn't it be avoided?" I faint way.
"I'm hungry, I want to eat!" Nana gave a cry.
Teacher Watermelon left a son behind and went on to say, "93, a gentleman works all day. If he is late, he is perfect and blameless." The so-called evening if there is no blame, at this time the situation on the disk is also such a performance. Be cruel, but don't attack stubbornly. Although you show the edge of the king, you can't lose a son. Introspection and courage, calmness and perseverance, King Zhen Feng. "Then this formula, watermelon teacher dropped a dozen children. At this time, the black chess on the disk has gathered into an array, and the dark waves are surging and impacting all the way. "94, or jump deep, don't blame. The ninth five-year plan is in the sky, just look at the adults. "Finally, after Mr. Watermelon's sons fell, Black fully demonstrated the powerful gas field accumulated from the beginning. The light and shock that can be felt at this time are redundant for the explanation of the formula. Watermelon teacher seems to be integrated into the chess game after leaving these sons, and said nothing more. Then after a while, he looked at everyone with warm eyes. " There is one last trick, I am in the ninth grade, Kang Long, and I have regrets. This idea, whether it is a change in chess or a change in divination, should not be discussed. As this idea says, when the light has come out and shines on all beings, what should we continue to pursue too much? Fatigue should never be there. At this point in the game, more changes and understanding still depend on yourselves, not me or anything else to solidify your thinking. This is the true meaning of using divination as chess a little bit. I hope you can inspire in the future. "
I don't know why I wanted to tell her so much about being late. How late for work? Is it that serious in Zhong Zhen?
We found a window seat.
"Where are we going?" The girl asked Liu Fan if she didn't continue.
Looking at her innocent face, I couldn't help putting my lips on her forehead. Her face was as red as the sunset in the distance. "Your plan is too strict. What if I get lovesick like Jia Baoyu? "
At this moment, a very discordant voice appeared, which was for Kazama Chikage. He frowned and his eyes darkened in an instant.
I haven't been to grandma's house for a long time. After breakfast, we came to grandma's house. My younger brother Dodo was there, and I played with him.
At lunchtime, a fragrance wafted over and my mother asked us to eat. When I saw it, it was beef noodles. I don't like beef and mutton very much. I didn't want to eat at first. My mom said you should try it, so I took a bite. Wow! It is delicious. My brother and I both ate a big bowl in the game. Grandma's handmade noodles and mom's soup are really delicious. I love beef noodles!
If I were a candy, guess who I would stick to? I will stick to my parents tightly. Whenever my mother wants to go out shopping, I always say to her in a lovely tone, "take me with you!" I want to go too! " My mother always said to me in a firm tone, "No, my aunt and I are going shopping, so just stay at home and do your homework honestly!" " "I secretly glanced at my mother's firm eyes and thought, oh, no! Spooling does not work. Looks like I have to zoom in! My ultimate killer: selling cute! I stare big eyes and pursed my red cherry mouth. Put your hands on both sides of your cheeks, and your mother will be soft at first sight: "OK, OK, I'll take you there, alas … I can't stand you!"! """Yes, yes! Thank you, dear mother! I love you. What? "It's like the words" take me away "were written on my face, and my mother agreed at a glance!
Whenever my father wants to go to Wenzhou to do something, I will find an excuse and say, "Dad, you promised to take me to the almond cake in Yintai last time. You can't lie! " "ah? Did I say that? " Dad asked while recalling. "Yes, yes! You also said you would take me to Starbucks for a milkshake! Have you forgotten? " Dad got dressed and said, "Nothing! You hurry to change clothes, we are ready to go! " "Ok, thank you, Dad!" I am happy to say.
You see, my father is much more talkative than my mother! Mom and dad, I am your candy, I will always be with you, forever and ever, and the three of us will never be apart!
Everyone is familiar with the word "old ox", which means a person who works silently and asks for nothing in return. People like this can be seen everywhere: teachers, sanitation workers … but they are not as suitable for this title as our President Zhou.
Although I haven't had close contact with him, let alone chatted with him, when it comes to the "workhorse" in our school, President Zhou comes to my mind first. Some students don't know that "scalper" is President Zhou, because he is just an ordinary vice president in the eyes of some students. Indeed, President Zhou is not good at laughing at us, what's more, he is the "nemesis" of those naughty students, and he can't get his praise from the students he catches. Even students who have never been arrested have endless nicknames. I want to say to these students: "In fact, none of you understand President Zhou's heart!"
Although there is not a smile at ordinary times, "seriousness" is also a frequent visitor on his face, but you don't know that the veritable "old ox" President Zhou is thinking of us everywhere: he came to the school gate early in the morning to see if the students were running around, and by the way, he checked whether there were any security risks at the school gate; In class, although we can't see President Zhou, I understand that President Zhou is not only working, but he is also carefully looking for the slightest security loophole in the teaching building and outdoors. When doing exercises, President Zhou can always appear in our field of vision, and can always find out a few naughty students with eagle-like eyes and educate them. On the surface, it is purely to maintain order, but in his heart, he is worried and worried: what if the classmates running around fall down? What if you hit other students? ...
One possible security risk hovers in his mind, and it is also out of helplessness to make such severe behavior; After school at noon, he will not only "rush" the students left on the playground back to their respective classes, but also be responsible for the duty; When he went to school in the afternoon, he was on duty at the school gate in the scorching sun. After class, he took over the task of school logistics support: to see if the water dispenser in the office is short of water? Are the sports and fitness equipment on the playground safe? Is there any defect in the publicity column of the teaching building ... After school in the afternoon, he is more busy and tireless. ...
Although he didn't bring us the feeling of spring breeze, he has a love that is several times higher than ordinary people. With him, we feel that the campus is extremely safe and smells like home. He is the "old ox"-President Zhou.
Cow's composition 5 My bell my cow, on this topic, any reader will ask, what is your bell your cow?
Yes, what do you mean?
At this point, the bell is no longer mine, nor is the cow mine. But if it's not mine, is it really not mine?
People come naked, although they may not go naked, but you don't know what you are taking. Knowing is what you know in your heart. Everything that can enter your heart in your lifetime, I think it is yours. And this bell is in my heart, whether it is in this world or not, in front of me, of course, it should still be mine.
I became attached to the cow in that autumn, after the old man who likes to draw circles on the beach in spring drew the first circle. Rural areas began to contract production to households, and the production team included all kinds of means of production in addition to land. As the main productive forces in rural areas, animals are bound to be divided. For various reasons, the stronger animals were taken away by other people's homes, and we were given a bony old cow with a newborn calf. In any case, it is a happy event for a cow to enter the house. My father, who was teaching outside, came back and saw two cows, one old and one young. He jokingly said, "Cows give birth to cows, and five cows are born in three years. Our cow also brought a heifer, and it will be six in three years. " But the result is not as beautiful as my father said. The old cow left the calf that was still nursing in winter and ran away with black and white impermanence. Grandma was worried that the poor calf would freeze to death in the cowshed, so she dragged it out for the night and drank corn flour soup and swill until the next spring. The hillside is green, and the calf can finally eat grass on the mountain, and the family's heart is temporarily placed in the stomach. Because my grandmother's legs and feet are inconvenient, my mother suffers from rheumatoid arthritis, my father is away, and my younger brother and sister are still young, so the usual work of herding cattle falls on my child in the second grade of primary school, accompanied by the wind and rain of cattle until the winter vacation of the second day of junior high school.
"The shepherd boy came back across the cow's back, and the piccolo blew without a cavity." It is a very attractive sight in the eyes of others, but few people understand the psychology of the shepherd boy. During the summer vacation, when I was herding cows with children in the same village, the cows were small and horned, and so was I. I am always bullied by other children and cows. I am looking forward to the rapid growth of cows and horns. Another purpose of expecting horns to grow is to grow horns, so that reins can be tied to the horns and cows can wear bells around their necks. This is what my father promised. At that time, there was a bell around the neck of someone else's cow, no matter what the sound was, it was always enviable. When the horn sounded, my father happily fulfilled his promise and brought a bell home at the weekend. When I saw the bell, I couldn't wait for my mother to take out the collar she had made before and put it around the cow's neck. This is made of steel pipe, and its sound is crisp and pleasant. Niu Yi put it on and kept shaking his head, making the bell jingle as if he liked it.
With bells, it is much easier to herd cattle. No matter in the wild or in the forest, you don't have to stare at it or hold a long reins. Twist a few pieces of bark into a rope, mix the front legs of cattle together and put them in the grass or forest. When it pats and eats grass, the' jingle' sound of the bell can let people know the general direction (we had to obey the ear's discrimination ability at that time, and our bell could recognize it at once), so that we can be free to do what we like. Besides, the function of bells is to be courageous. At that time, my hometown was densely forested and overgrown with weeds. I was short and could hardly see anything when I entered the forest. Besides, there are not always partners together. When a person is alone, the cow is speechless. It ignores you and eats grass no matter what you say to it. Only the bell "jingle" answers your words from time to time, which slightly drives away loneliness and covers up some fears in my heart.
Cowback and flute are always the images of cowboys in painting and calligraphy, but they are usually buffaloes. Most of the north were cattle, and bamboo flutes were rare at that time. However, children always have the fun of children. When herding cattle, you can also use willow flutes and grass flutes for fun. It is also vivid to imitate trumpet with willow flute and cricket with grass flute. Riding an ox is every shepherd boy's favorite. "The shepherd boy rides a cow and sings Lin Yue." I tried to ride it several times before I hit the cow, and it was basically a rollover. After killing the cow, you will spend almost every day on the cow's back. Now that I think about it, Niu, like Sima Qian, may feel that he has lost his dignity after being imprisoned, so he can only succumb to external pressure and' bow his head and be a willing cow'. After a long time, you will be courageous. When cows are grazing in the forest, they can actually stand on their backs and pick silkworm chrysalis from trees. At this time, except for a few scattered complaints, the bell was drowned by the noise in the forest.
On the second day of winter vacation, there was really no one at home to serve the cows, so we had to sell them. Faced with this unchangeable reality, I can only cry. I just kept asking if the cattle were bought for work, not to kill them. The man who bought the cow swore by heaven that he had to let it go. Cattle are sold without reins, let alone bells. I hung the untied reins and bells on the wall of the cowshed like a totem, and no one was allowed to move. The next year, the cow ran back twice. Once I happened to be at home, and it put its head on my chest. I couldn't bear to let it go, so I put a bell on it and took it to the river to let it go once. It was not until his new owner found it at night that the bell hung on the wall again. I moved after graduating from high school. The bell disappeared while I was away.
Bells are surrounded by cows all day, and cows can only smell their voices, but they can't find their faces. Niu Yi is with the bell all the time, and the bell can only accompany them, not send them. But as long as you know each other, you will know each other for a long time. If there is no external force, you will never leave. Bells and cows used to be in my heart for me, and I can't forget them. So I managed to fold some words and got this article "My Bells, My Cows".
My "cow" sister is called Xiaoyue. Her surname is neither Niu nor Niu. She is called "cow" because she is outstanding in many aspects.
First of all, she is a real snack. She couldn't move her legs when she saw the delicious food. My mother said that if I ate more than half as much as her when I was a child, I wouldn't worry my parents. She is not picky about food. She can eat meat, vegetables, milk and boiled water. Every time I go to her house, I always bring her delicious food. Once my mother steamed a pot of steamed stuffed bun with sauce meat, which was very delicious. My mother and I took advantage of the hot weather to send her a lot and ate two in a row. When I made her cry, the steamed bread in my mouth almost fell out. I swallowed it at once and continued to cry.
Second, she speaks early. Although she is only two years old, she can speak very early. When I play with her sister, she always chases us, imitates us and makes us laugh.
Third, she is a bold and naughty little girl. Once, her sister and I took her to play with fitness equipment. Suddenly, she stepped on the treadmill and played like a thief, not like a little girl at all, but like a wild child. Another time I played on the swing, I pushed it gently at first, and then I increased my strength bit by bit, pushing it higher and higher, which has reached the limit that a two-year-old girl can bear. She is still not afraid at all.
My "cow" sister is actually not my own sister. She is my mother's goddaughter, so she is my godsister. Because of her, I like being a brother very much.
Suzhou has beautiful scenery, which also breeds all kinds of unknown or widely circulated stunts, and the exquisite skill of making horn comb is one of them.
In all kinds of workshops, you can always hear the sound of grinding discs turning. Looking closer, a corner is grinding scraps. I didn't know until I asked, this is the bottom blank specially made for horn dense tooth comb. When the dust settles, an inconspicuous bottom material is completed. The practice of half-angle comb is very common and the tools are simple. However, this horn comb in Suzhou is different: I saw the craftsman slowly take out a bulging cloth bag and shake it off on the ground-all kinds of tools are neatly packed like tableware, some are angular and some are like shovels, chisels and drills. After Mo Dou drew the ink line, the real craft work began: I saw a stroke of my hand, and all the small holes with the same density were made near the handle of the comb. After repeated several times, I chiseled out a grid, which is generally square in horizontal and vertical directions. Then I dug a groove from the handle to the teeth, each with an angular scraper, and then polished the two sides of the groove with sandpaper. After several times, one has no ending angle.
Unlike other workshops, which are constantly selling and making noise, there is only the sound of craftsmen knocking and buttoning in this workshop. The door was full of people, but the finished horn combs with different shapes seemed to be enchanted. Let them stop here and look at the craftsman's work with bated breath, as if the tinkling sound is music, for fear of destroying it.
Then there is the most important and soul step, and all the preparations in front are for this-grinding teeth. The craftsman stopped humming, put on a jeweler's magnifying glass, bent down, took a chisel and "filed" along the previously made grid bit by bit until the ditch became deeper and deeper, and then began to work on both sides: digging both sides at the same time. In order to ensure the same width of the upper and lower openings, the edges should be polished with small steel bars after filing several times. Too much force will break, too little force will not achieve the effect of "closing teeth", and even craftsmen dare not take a bite. Time seems to have stopped at this moment, and everyone is very nervous, some because of excitement, some because of worry, and the work is carried out in such an atmosphere.
"Hoo-"With a sigh, everyone's hanging hearts were put down. When I saw the finished product, I was shocked: under the comb handle, rows of comb teeth were arranged evenly and tightly, and the spacing between each tooth was only as narrow as two or three thin steel needles, but each tooth seemed to be carved in a mold, although the layout was simple. But every place is meticulous, maybe this is the craftsman spirit!
The composition of the cow 8 A pair of discerning eyes, a sensitive nose and a greedy mouth are embedded in that small face like a red apple, forming a small villain with strong limbs and more "cow" than "cow". She is my little cousin. She is 2 years old this year. She is a bully at home and a good girl outside. If you want to call her "awesome", please read on.
I remember one time, I was sitting on a stool watching TV and she was playing beside me. Later, I want to watch TV. I teased her on purpose and didn't give her the remote control. She even opened her lion's mouth and bit me. I cried in pain. Everyone said, "Shu Ying! Who told you to piss her off? She bites when she is angry. You'd better ignore her in the future! " As soon as I heard this, I was wronged It was she who came to bite me. How could she be right? I was so angry that I left when I saw her. Somehow, when she saw me crying, she stayed with me and cried with me. As soon as everyone saw the potential, they immediately advised me not to cry, but when I stopped crying, she cried. Don't blame me!
Now, she is a top follower. She followed what I wanted. If she didn't, she would rob me. If she doesn't give it to me, she will bite me. She will do everything I do, and then she will cry, and then she will squint at me. Sometimes if I don't mess with her, she will throw me a book. If she is free, she will play with me or bite me. I was the first person she wanted to abuse. Alas! What an abnormal thing it is! I'm unlucky.
How's it going? Have you seen the power of my "cow" sister? Ah! Here she comes, run!
If I were a candy, guess who I would stick to? I will stick to my parents tightly.
Whenever my mother wants to go out shopping, I always say to her in a lovely tone, "take me with you!" I want to go too! " My mother always said to me in a firm tone, "No, my aunt and I are going shopping, so just stay at home and do your homework honestly!" " "I secretly glanced at my mother's firm eyes and thought, oh, no! Spooling does not work. Looks like I have to zoom in! My ultimate killer: selling cute! I stare big eyes and pursed my red cherry mouth. Put your hands on both sides of your cheeks, and your mother will be soft at first sight: "OK, OK, I'll take you there, alas … I can't stand you!"! """Yes, yes! Thank you, dear mother! I love you. What? "It's like the words" take me away "were written on my face, and my mother agreed at a glance!
Whenever my father wants to go to Wenzhou to do something, I will find an excuse and say, "Dad, you promised to take me to the almond cake in Yintai last time. You can't lie! " "ah? Did I say that? " Dad asked while recalling. "Yes, yes! You also said you would take me to Starbucks for a milkshake! Have you forgotten? " Dad got dressed and said, "Nothing! You hurry to change clothes, we are ready to go! " "Ok, thank you, Dad!" I am happy to say. You see, my father is much more talkative than my mother!
Mom and dad, I am your candy, I will always be with you, forever and ever, and the three of us will never be apart!