Today, my mother gave me money from 20 yuan to buy things I like.

In the supermarket, the goods there are dazzling and dazzling.

Looking at all kinds of goods, I thought: what should I buy?

Suddenly, my eyes lit up and I found the chestnut monopoly area. I flew there to weigh some chestnuts. When I arrived at the chestnut monopoly area, I saw all kinds of chestnuts, and my mouth watered!

I want to weigh some chestnuts. So, I went to the stall selling chestnuts, but there was no one there. I looked around and finally saw my aunt selling chestnuts. It turned out that she was entertaining customers who bought chestnuts without mouths.

Aunt sold all the chestnuts without mouth and went back to the stall selling chestnuts with mouth. I asked my aunt, "Aunt, I want to buy some open chestnuts." "Oh, we have a kilo of 6 yuan, 10 yuan. However, the taste of 10 yuan and 6 yuan is very different! " Aunt said kindly. "Really?" I said, "Then I'll buy 10 yuan a catty." Aunt asked, "How much do you want to weigh?" "Yes, how much should I weigh?" I thought, "Weigh a catty and buy other things for the rest. However, my favorite is chestnuts! " Now, my heart is like a struggle between a "one catty" villain and a "two catty" villain. Finally, the "Erjin" villain defeated the "Yijin" villain. I decided to buy two Jin. "Come on, take it." Aunt, pass them to me.

New difficulties have emerged. I didn't pick up the chestnuts that my aunt handed me, and two bags of chestnuts were scattered on the ground at once.

I was at a loss, and my timid soul was scared away. Fortunately, my aunt came to help me pick up chestnuts. "Thank you ... thank you!" I thank my aunt. My aunt said to me, "You're welcome."

In this way, an unforgettable shopping experience is over. When I got home, I thought: How stupid I am!

People are beautiful because they are cute.

-read "Jane? Reflections on love

I was lucky enough to see Jane some time ago? Love is a book. This is a classic in the history of English literature. Jane? As the protagonist of the novel, love appears as poor, humble, ugly and short, but she has a smart, strong and brave heart, which eclipses those external beauty in front of this inner beauty. More importantly, Jane. Love does not feel inferior because of poverty and appearance. On the contrary, she bravely and firmly said, "I have a soul like you and a heart!" " "

From this book, I saw Jane? Love doesn't value wealth and social status. The happiness she yearns for is a beautiful spiritual world and a noble heart. The strength shown by her beliefs and actions deeply touched my heart, making me feel that money is not everything, and having a pure and enterprising heart is the most important thing.

Jane? Love is a person who has a firm pursuit of his own happiness and feelings, a person who has a correct judgment of his own values and feelings, and a strong and independent person. Author Charlotte? Bronte created an unprecedented female image. Jane? Love sends out a female voice-the persistence and pursuit of equality, independence, integrity and freedom. Jane? Love is like a dazzling diamond. Her life is full of value, beauty and brilliance, because she has dignity and love.

I hope everyone will remember that people are cute not because they are beautiful, but because they are cute.

Motherly love is speechless

Mom, what a good word! The first word a person learns at birth: "mom". What a familiar and kind name, a person's heart is always grateful to his mother. Because my mother raised her with sweet milk and nursed her.

Gorky once said: "All the glory and pride in the world come from mothers."

What is a mother? It is the foundation of life and the source of all things. Mother is the closest relative. She created our life and gave us growth.

One day, when I passed by the lawn, I saw a young mother pulling her toddler. Such a picture was so shocking. You can't help but see your mother teaching you to walk; My eyes suddenly got wet, and I felt some inexplicable joy in my heart. If she were in front of you now, you would call out affectionately, "Mom!" " "Indeed, my mother can give everything for us, including her life, but she never complains and doesn't care about the return. You said, "This friendship is higher than the mountain and deeper than the sea? How could I forget? "

When I am ready to go to school with a book wrapped on my back, my mother will silently prepare for me in the dim light, wrapped new books and new clothes for school the next day. When I opened my eyes the next morning, my mother had already put the cooked food on the table, waiting for me to eat it. Recalling the dribs and drabs of the past, a warm current welled up in my heart. My heart is surrounded by my mother's care and I feel extremely happy!

When I first started working, my mother's words and nagging became my wealth.

When I heard an eight or nine-year-old boy singing "Wandering Son" in a tender voice, my deepest feeling was touched. "The thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for the wayward boy's body. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. However, an inch of long grass is a bit sentimental, and it is rewarded with three spring rays. " Yes, but how many loves have inch-long grass and won the third Spring Festival? The only person in the world who helps me without asking for anything in return is my mother! Mother's love is selfless and sincere. Mother gave us life, she gave us too much and endless love, and what about us?

The only thing we can remember is my mother's kind face, a pair of hands that worked hard for us and a birthday.

The only thing we can do is to lighten the burden for our mother, chat with her, talk with her and accompany her.

The only thing we can think of is to create a quiet environment for our mother and let her enjoy a happy old age!

Motherly love is speechless! Let's taste and experience with our heart!

Crazy mother

Twenty-three years ago, a young woman came to our village, unkempt, giggling at everyone and urinating in public without hesitation. Therefore, the daughter-in-law in the village often spits on the woman, and some daughters-in-law even stepped forward to kick her and told her to "get out of here". But she just wouldn't go, still giggling and wandering around the village.

At that time, my father was 35 years old. He used to work in a quarry, and his left hand was interrupted by a machine. Because of his poor family, he has never married. Grandma saw that the woman was still somewhat beautiful, so she moved her mind and decided to accept her as my father's daughter-in-law. She was driven away after she renewed her fragrance for my family. Although my father was reluctant, he looked at the situation at home and gritted his teeth and agreed. As a result, my father became the groom without spending a penny.

When my mother gave birth to me, my grandmother hugged me and said happily, "This crazy woman gave birth to a grandson with a handle." It's just that when I was born, my grandmother took me away and never let my mother near me.

My mother always wanted to hug me and repeatedly shouted "Come, give it to me ..." Grandma ignored her.

I am so small, like a meat toot. What if my mother accidentally dropped me on the ground? After all, mom is crazy. Whenever my mother asks for a hug, grandma always stares at her and tells her, "Don't try to hug the baby, I won't give it to you." If I find you hugging him secretly, I will kill you. Even if I don't kill you, I will kick you out. " Grandma didn't mean anything vague when she said this. Mom understood, her face was full of fear, and she just looked at me from a distance every time. Although my mother's breasts are swollen badly, I can't eat half of my mother's milk. My grandmother feeds me spoon by spoon. Grandma said that there was a "psycho" in my mother's milk, so it would be troublesome to infect me.

At that time, my family was still struggling in the quagmire of poverty Especially after my mother and I were added, the pot often failed to open at home. Grandma decided to get rid of her mother because she not only ate idle meals at home, but also made trouble from time to time. One day, grandma cooked a big pot of rice and personally added a big bowl to her mother, saying, "Wife, this family is too poor. My mother-in-law is sorry for you." After you finish this bowl of rice, you will go to live with a richer family and never come again, huh? "Niang mouth just baked a big meal, heard grandma's marching orders, very surprised. A big meal stagnated in her mouth. My mother looked at me in my grandmother's arms and muttered, "No, don't ..." Grandma suddenly lowered her face, took out a dignified paternalistic style and shouted sharply, "You crazy bitch, why are you so stubborn? There is no good fruit for you to eat. You've been wandering around. I have taken you in for two years. What do you want? Leave after dinner, do you hear? " Grandma said, and took out a hoe from behind the door and slammed it on the ground like Long Touzhang of Yu Taijun, making a sound. Niang was startled, looked at her mother-in-law timidly, and slowly lowered her head to look at the rice bowl in front of her. Tears fell on glistening rice.

Under grandma's stare, my mother suddenly had a strange behavior. She gave more than half of the rice in one bowl to another empty bowl, and then looked at her grandmother piteously.

Grandma froze. It turned out that Niang told her that she only ate half a bowl of rice for every meal, just begging not to drive her away. Grandma's heart seems to have been severely pulled a few times. Grandma is also a woman, and her tough attitude is also fake. Grandma didn't go too far. She held back her tears and said with a straight face, "Eat, eat and go." You will starve to death in my house. "Niang seems desperate, did not even eat half a bowl of rice, lang lang stagger out of the door, but stood in front of the door for a long time. Grandma hardened her heart and said, "Go, go and don't look back. There are many rich families in the world! " Instead, the mother came over and put her hand into her mother-in-law's arms. It turns out that mom wants to hug me.

Grandma hesitated, but still gave me to her mother as a baby. My mother held me in her arms for the first time, and she smiled brightly. But grandma put her hand under me, for fear that my mother's madness would throw me away like garbage. My mother held me for less than three minutes, and my grandmother couldn't wait to pull me away, then turned and closed the door.

When I was ignorant, I discovered that all my friends had mothers except me. I asked my father, and I also asked my grandmother. They said, your mother is dead. But my little friend told me, "Your mother is crazy and your grandmother drove her away." I asked my grandmother to give my mother back to me, called her "grandma wolf", and even spilled the rice she brought me all over the floor. At that time, I didn't have the concept of "crazy", but I missed her very much. What does she look like? Still alive? Unexpectedly, when I was six years old, my mother, who had been away from home for five years, came back. That day, several friends flew in and reported, "Xiaoshu, go and see, your mother is back, and your crazy mother is back." I ran out happily, and my parents followed me. This is the first time I have seen my mother since I can remember. She is still in rags, and there are some yellow grass clippings in her hair. God knows she spent the night in that haystack. My mother was afraid to enter the house, just facing my house, sitting on the stone pile in the rice field in front of the village, holding a dirty balloon in her hand. When I stood in front of her with a group of friends, she was eager to find her son among us. My mother finally stared at me, staring at me all the time, cracking her mouth and calling me, "Little tree … ball … ball." She stood up, kept raising the balloon in her hand and threw herself into my arms please. I keep retreating. I'm disappointed. I didn't expect to think so. Your girl is such an image. A little friend said, "Xiaoshu, do you know what crazy people are like now?" Just like your mother. "

I said angrily to my little friend, "She is your mother! Your mother is crazy, your mother is like this. " I turned my head and ran. I don't want this crazy mother. Grandma and dad led the mother into the door. At that time, after grandma kicked her mother out, her conscience was tortured. As she grew older, her heart could no longer harden, so she left her mother on her own initiative, and my boss didn't want to, because she lost my face.

I have never given my mother a good look, never talked to her on my own initiative, and never even called her "Niang". The communication between us is mainly based on my "roar", and my mother never dares to talk back.

Mom can't be left at home for nothing, so grandma decided to train her to do some chores. When working in the field, grandma took her mother out to "watch" and said she would be beaten if she didn't obey. A few days later, grandma thought Niang was trained by herself, so she told her to go out and cut pig grass alone. Unexpectedly, mother cut two baskets of "pig grass" in half an hour. Grandma looked worried and panicked. Mother cut the rice that was beating and heading in someone else's field. Grandma angrily called her "crazy women don't care about food and grass ..." When grandma was thinking about how to clean up, the owner of the rice field came and said that she had deliberately instigated it. Grandma flew into a rage, took out a stick in front of others and knocked it on her lower back, saying, "Kill you crazy bitch, get out of my way ..."

Although mom is crazy, she still knows the pain. She jumped away from grandma's stick and kept wailing "No, no …". Finally, people couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Forget it, we won't pursue it. Look at her more strictly in the future. " After the storm, mother lay on the ground sobbing. I disdainfully said to her, "You can't tell grass from rice. You are really a pig. " As soon as I spoke, I got a slap on the back of my head, which was played by my grandmother. Grandma glared at me and scolded me, "Little Rabbit, what are you talking about?" If you do this again, she's your mother, too! "I disdain a pie mouth:" I don't have such a stupid crazy mother! """Wow, you're getting ridiculous. Look, I won't hit you! "Grandma raised her hand again. At this time, I saw my mother jump up from the ground like a spring and lie between me and my grandmother. My mother pointed to her head and cried, "hit me, hit me."

I see. Mom asked grandma to hit her, not me. Grandma hung her hand in mid-air and murmured, "This crazy woman knows how to love her children!" " "Soon after I went to school, my father was invited by a professional fish farmer in a neighboring village to guard the fish pond and earn 50 yuan a month. My mother still goes out to work under the leadership of my grandmother, mainly to fight pig grass, which has not caused any big trouble.

I remember a winter day in the third grade of primary school. I was hungry and suddenly it began to rain. My grandmother asked my mother to give me an umbrella. Mother may have fallen several times all the way, and she looks like an eye inflammation. She stood by the window of the classroom and looked at me with a smirk. She also called, "Tree ... Umbrella ..." Some students giggled. I'm on pins and needles. I hate my mother. I hate her ignorance, hate her embarrassing me, and hate Fan Jiaxi who took the lead in heckling. While he was still exaggerating, I grabbed the stationery clip in front of me and threw it at him, but Fan Jiaxi dodged. He rushed forward and grabbed my neck, and we tore it apart. I'm small, I'm no match for him at all, and he knocked me down easily. At this moment, I heard a long whistle of "Ow" coming from outside the classroom. Mother flew in like a big narrow, grabbed Fan Jiaxi and dragged her outside. It's true that a madman has great strength. Mother lifted Fan Jiaxi, who bullied me, into the air with both hands. He screamed with fear, and a pair of chubby calves kicked around in the air. Mother ignored him, threw him into the pond at the school gate, and then walked away with a cold face.

Mom made a big mistake for me, but she seems fine. In front of me, my mother resumed a timid expression and looked at me please. I understand that this is maternal love. Even if she is unconscious, maternal love is sober, because her son has been bullied by others. At that time, I couldn't help crying: "Mom!" This is the first time I have called her since I can speak. Mom was shocked, looked at me for a long time, then blushed like a child, grinned and looked silly. That day, our mother and son came home with an umbrella for the first time. I told my grandmother about it, and she was so scared that she fell down on the chair and called her father back at once. Dad had just entered the house when a group of mature men with knives and sticks broke into my house. They smashed pots and pans, and it was like a magnitude 9 earthquake at home. These are the people invited by Fan Jiaxi's family. Fan Fu pointed to his father's nose and said, "My son is scared out of his mind and is now lying in the hospital. If your family doesn't pay 1000 medical bills, I will fucking burn your family down. "

1000? Dad is only 50 yuan a month! Looking at the murderous Fan family, my father's eyes slowly burned red. He stared at his mother with terrible eyes, quickly took off the belt around his waist with one hand and hit her in the past. Time and time again, mother jumps and hides helplessly like a mouse living in fear and like a prey running into a dead end. I will never forget her harsh voice and the crisp sound of the belt on her. Finally, the director of the police station came to stop dad's violent hands. As a result of mediation by the police station, both sides have losses and no debts. Arrest anyone who makes trouble! After a group of people left, dad looked at the broken pots and bowls all over the room, and then at his scarred mother. Suddenly, he put his arms around her and cried, "crazy woman, I didn't want to hit you, or I would." This will not work, and we can't afford to lose others. " This is all caused by poverty! "Dad looked at me again and said," Shuer, you must study hard before you can go to college. "Otherwise, we will be bullied for life!" I nodded wisely.

In the summer of 2000, I was admitted to high school with excellent results. My grandmother died unfortunately because of overwork, which made life at home more difficult. Enshi Civil Affairs Bureau lists my family as a poor household and subsidizes 40 yuan every month. My high school has also reduced my tuition and fees appropriately, so that I can continue my studies.

Because I study hard, I seldom go home. My father is still working for 50 yuan, so the burden of delivering meals to me falls on my mother. Every time my aunt next door always helps me copy pickles for my mother to eat. The loss of mother on the 20 km Yangchangshan Road was firmly recorded, rain or shine. It is a miracle that the mother is not crazy about what she has done for her son. Besides maternal love, I can't explain how to decipher this phenomenon in medicine.

On April 27th, 2003, another Sunday, my mother came and brought me not only vegetables, but also a dozen wild peaches. I picked up one, took a bite, smiled and asked her, "It's quite sweet. Where did it come from? " Mother said, "I ... I picked it ..." I didn't expect her to pick wild peaches. I sincerely praised her, "Mom, you are really getting more and more capable." Niang hey hey smiled.

Before my mother left, I told her to pay attention to safety, and my mother replied. Leaving my mother all the time, I plunged into the final review before the college entrance examination. The next day, when I was in class, my aunt hurried to school and asked the teacher to shout me out of the classroom. My aunt asked my mother if she had delivered any food. I said yes, she went back yesterday. Menstruation said, "No, she hasn't come home yet." My heart is tight, my mother should not go the wrong way, right? But she has been on this road for three years. She can't go wrong. Menstruation asked, "Your mother didn't say anything?" I said no, she brought me a dozen wild peaches. Aunt clapped her hands and said, "It's broken, maybe it's broken in this wild peach." My aunt asked me for leave and we walked back along the mountain road. On the way home, there were indeed a few wild peach trees. There were a few peaches hanging sparsely on the peach trees, which were preserved because they grew on the cliff. At the same time, we found a peach tree with broken branches and an abyss under it. My aunt looked at me and said, "Let's go under the cliff!" " "I said," Aunt, don't scare me ... "Aunt jumped on me and walked into the valley. ...

Mother lay quietly at the bottom of the valley, surrounded by some scattered peaches. She still holds one tightly in her hand, and the blood has already solidified into a heavy black. My insides are torn by sadness. I hugged my mother tightly and said, "mom, my evil mother, I regret that this peach is sweet." It was my son who killed you ... Mom, you didn't enjoy a good life alive ... "I leaned my head on my mother's cold face, and all the stones crying all over the mountain accompanied me to cry. ...

On August 7th, 2003, on the100th day after my mother was buried, the admission notice of Hubei University bronzing passed through the road my mother walked, the wild peach trees, the rice fields in front of the village and flew straight into my home. I put this late letter in my mother's cold grave: "Mom, my son made a promise, did you hear that?" You can smile in the grave! "

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The thread in the loving mother's hand,

Making clothes for her wayward son,

She sewed it carefully, mended it thoroughly,

Afraid that the delay would make him come home late,

But how much love does an inch of grass have,

Make three spring scenery.

The most unforgettable thing in growing up.

There are many unforgettable things when I was growing up. The most unforgettable thing is that I went to the children's channel to participate in the activity of "Little Kids Being the Master" when I was eight years old.

On that day, I was in a good mood, and I was ecstatic and happy along the way. When we got there, there were a lot of people! At least dozens of families came to participate in the competition. There are many competitions here, such as shooting, puzzles, and feeding cakes to dad ... the competition has begun. My father and I went to the car race. As soon as I heard "Time starts", I immediately picked up the tile and started playing. When I hit halfway, my father didn't hit a piece. I was in a hurry, so I quickly called my father. "Hurry up! Hurry up! " When my father Qi Xin and I finished spelling together, the timekeeper told us that it took 2 minutes 4 1 second, and I bowed my head sadly. Because our previous family only took 2 minutes and 33 seconds, the next project needs Qi Xin to work together. Our family is playing the game of feeding cake to dad again. The rule is: blindfold mom, and the children will show her the way and let her feed the cake into dad's mouth. Dad stood behind a Mickey mouse, with his mouth facing the empty space. Dad had to finish the cake before the game was over. The game has started. I took my mother's hand and showed her the way. We came to Mickey Mouse. Because my mother fed all the cakes to my father at once, my father couldn't swallow them for a long time. I shouted to my father anxiously, "Hurry up! Hurry up! " After a while, my father finally swallowed it, and I was relieved. I can't wait to ask the timekeeper, "How much time did we spend?" It only took 2 minutes and 05 seconds. The achievement of "Wow" is beyond imagination. We also participated in shooting, jumping ball and moving mats.

The game is over and the exciting moment has arrived. The host announced the result of the game. When I heard "No.13, fourth place", I grabbed my parents with joy and jumped up. The result was really unexpected.

This is the happiest day when I was growing up, and it also made me understand that in team activities, Qi Xin must work together with Qi Xin and be calm in order to do better.

Beautiful street park

There is a street park near our community with beautiful scenery. There are dense pine forests, all kinds of fitness equipment and wide runways ... However, my favorite is the music fountain there.

The music fountains there are different from other places, and there are many kinds!

Let me introduce water curtain cave, who impressed me the most. It's like a small house, but people can't feel a drop of water in the house, as if they are really in a magical water curtain cave. I stayed in it for a long time and refused to come out!

Secondly, it is a circular fountain. With the rhythm of the music, it rises and falls for a while, just like a dancing villain.

Further inside, it is the spray pool. From a distance, the spray pool is like spraying water, and the flying spray is really like a dancing butterfly. However, when I approached, I found it spraying! The fog is so thick that it feels like a valley in the morning.

Go on, and you will see a disc engraved with Tai Chi. Everyone thought it was novel, so they put it on the disc. However, once on the disc, it will spray the people on the disc like a drowned rat. It turned out to be a fountain. Fountains are as agile as puppies. When it touches it, it will spray water Although everyone was fooled, they still had a good time.

How's it going? Isn't the music fountain in the street park attractive? Come and see for yourself sometime.

Teacher's comments:

The musical fountain described by the little author in the article has delicate feelings, distinct levels and vivid feelings.

Beautiful golden sand beach

As soon as I saw this photo, I remembered the happy time in Qingdao Golden Beach.

At that time, I went to Qingdao Golden Beach with my parents, uncles and aunts and my sister Liu Menglin.

As soon as I arrived at Golden Beach, I was attracted by the beautiful scenery in front of me. There are blue seas and golden beaches ... these beautiful scenery are my first time to see!

So, we had a good time. Touch the blue sea and play with the golden beach. I am very happy.

At this time, my father said, "It's a pity not to take a picture to commemorate such a beautiful scenery!" " "

At that time, we were digging a bunker, and dad asked us to turn around and take pictures. "One, two, click!" Photos will be taken. My sister and I both showed happy smiles.

Although this matter has passed, this photo has become a beautiful memory. At the sight of this photo, people will think of beautiful scenery: blue sea and golden beach.