The eighth grade composition 1 just started school in June, and the sun is not so scorching. In the arms of the temperature of 23℃, he was covered with messy fetal hair, crying tentatively, leaning on menstruation's arms in a white coat, fluttering his short and fleshy hands, watching and watching. ...
When I really saw this little guy, it was three months later.
"A gag ..." The bolt spat out the lock, and the light blue door opened just right. Everyone is curious about the baby, so the light footsteps give birth to a breeze after a casual greeting.
In the back room, there is a warm smell everywhere.
The center of the bed is covered with quilts of various colors, and the four corners are carefully tucked, with a small piece protruding slightly in the middle. It seems that it is still fluctuating up and down, and I can vaguely hear the breathing in and out. It is dumb and has a faint milky fragrance, which is very reassuring. The child's head tilted to his mother's side, as if yawning slightly, and turned over comfortably, revealing half a small face, as white as a ball.
When my sister saw us come in, she stared at her baby without reservation and smiled into a fork bag. What kind of smile is that? Like a child's candy, she is praised as delicious, but she is clearly a wife and mother. I am very satisfied, but I am not satisfied that the baby is being watched, but I am really glad that the baby is so young that the elders like it very much.
I think she has changed.
Unlike in the past, I met acquaintances and greeted them warmly. Now she will look at strangers with a smile, listen quietly, stop interrupting, and just fill in her own opinions at the right time. She used to be very active every time she talked in Kan Kan. Now, she looks at the baby carefully, puts her index finger on her mouth, and reminds us to keep it down in disappointment. The center of the world seems to have shifted, becoming more mature and pursuing; It seems that life has a goal, so it is very calm; Looks like I'm not as crazy as I used to be. I just want to stare at my baby quietly and release endless love.
Life has taught her how to be a good wife and mother, how to treat people better, or, as early as that shallow summer at 23℃, the teacher of Xinbao gave her the first lesson!
When happiness is close at hand, how many people can't see what it is? Most people don't know how to cherish it, but when it leaves, people can only feel heartache and suddenly realize that we were so happy.
Good luck at home
At 7: 49 on April 14, the Qinghai earthquake mercilessly destroyed the homes of China compatriots, tearing their families apart and even separating their flesh and blood. Looking at their sadness and sadness after losing their homes, I know that I am so happy, not only having my own safe haven, but also caring and caring for my family. Qinghai earthquake let me know that I am so happy.
Lucky friend
Failure in the exam made me sad all day. After seeing it, my friend encouraged me to say, "One failure doesn't mean forever, just try your best. Try harder next time, and it won't save me the exam. It is better to laugh at life. " After listening to her words, I finally smiled. I know how lucky and happy I am to have such a friend.
The teacher's luck
I feel scared and worried if I can't go to school all day. I thought the teacher would look down on me, but instead of encouraging me, she said: concentrate in class. If you don't understand after class, don't worry, your grades will improve. "The teacher's words inspired me, let me learn to ask if I don't understand, and my grades have also improved significantly. I know I am happy, and I have a good teacher who cares and encourages me.
Please cherish the happiness at hand, and don't regret it after losing it, because there are all kinds of medicines in the world, but there is no regret medicine.
The world under the lampshade.
The light at night is not as bright as expected. In front of us is a gloomy world, but the neon lights in the distance are flashing. Perhaps Suzhou's thousand-year-old habits are barely present in the modern world. The person next to me pushed me and pointed at my head, and I found the answers to all the questions. There are countless lamps hidden under the antique lampshade. At first glance, there is no end. Perhaps, the role of street lamps in Suzhou is not lighting, but more to save something. In an international city, it is precious to preserve such an antique. Street lamps just shine vertically on the ground, far apart, leaving countless shadows of night and ancient meaning on the bustling Guanqian Street, as if returning to another era. Shuttling through two different eras in a blink of an eye may be too tired, which is also the characteristic of Suzhou. For a city with a history of 2,500 years, what matters is not modernity, but the charm of tradition. With the prosperity of modern society, most cities in China are monotonous. Suzhou is an exception. He has been trying to tell people something. Fortunately, he didn't fail, but he didn't succeed. A lot of beauty in Suzhou is reflected inadvertently. Deliberate observation will not bring us much, but a casual discovery, which will help us understand Suzhou's thousand-year history. ...
An abandoned life
Before coming to Suzhou, the teacher told us again and again about the beautiful scenery and long historical and cultural background of Tianping Mountain in Suzhou, and my heart was full of yearning. My heart failed after I came here. Where is this famous scenic spot? It is more appropriate to use barren hills to describe it. The magnificent mountain gate may have the style of a famous mountain, but the style is not the slightest temperament, which disappoints us. Walking into the mountain gate, there is an antique exhibition hall in front of you. In a sense, this building was completely designed by a craftsman who is not very clever. The style that can be seen everywhere makes us feel sorry for Fan Zhongyan. A famous poet moved his ancestral grave here with his love for his hometown, but his descendants didn't care at all. They made a few hastily, put a few small sculptures, and it was finished.
Along the way, the mountain road was too dangerous, but we didn't care at all, just climbed up. After all, as far as our common sense is concerned, there must be some magnificent buildings on the top of the mountain. When we reached the top of the mountain, sweat soaked our clothes. With a wry smile, we saw a overgrown and bare rock top. I can't say this is a blasphemy to Fan Zhongyan, but at least, we should let his sculpture stand in the highest place, looking up at the blue sky, not at the foot of the mountain, so that he can accept the casual eyes of most people. The students who were originally in high spirits all looked tired and disappointed. We need very little, but we are a little disappointed with the scenery that is completely out of proportion to the difficult mountain road. This is easy for the government to do. As long as ancient articles are hard to satisfy us, it will be a very different world. ...
Disappointed, I went down to another corner. There is a temple here, not as empty as the top of the mountain. When we walked in, we saw a thick stone tablet with a small piece of "Fan Tomb" written on it. With a wry smile, people who have written about Yueyang Tower for a hundred years have been wronged to stay in such a remote corner. Fortunately, it's very quiet here.
Mudu's forgetfulness
Finally came to Mudu. I am looking forward to the increasingly old buildings along the way. Perhaps this is the last pure land in Suzhou. Just getting started, a big advertising billboard jumped out, which read: Venice of the East. Some are helpless. People always like to associate cities with famous cities in the west. As we all know, when Mudu was in absolute prosperity, Venice was just an unknown corner. Isn't it silly to worship blindly? My heart is a little more desolate. When I came here, I was still disappointed. It is called the ancient town. There are many modern buildings in it, and various fashion brands advertise in a big way, washing away the only ancient meaning of the town.
The pedestrian street in Mudu is still antique, but it is still unsatisfactory. It is decorated by small tourist shops. Perhaps Mudu's past has been buried deep underground, and the private gardens on both sides of the road are exquisite. Unfortunately, most people just pass by or take some photos as a show-off capital.
There is nothing wrong with mudu. When we came, our expectations were too high. After all, Mudu also has his thoughts and wishes. We can't regard this place as an ancient life experience museum, and the residents of the town also have a yearning for modernity. Vaguely, I seem to see the prosperity of ancient times coming back here, but what's not to dare?
Mudu should not be forgotten, but Mudu is forced to forget. ...
Qiao Feng Bell
Finally, I came to Qiao Feng, which was not too heavy. The ancient charm and modern flavor are not important. What we know is the sentence "Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rings at midnight to the passenger ship". Thousands of years ago, the last Zhang Ji wrote this song "a night-mooring near maple bridge" with disappointment, and left his name to future generations. Hanshan Temple is also famous for it.
Walking on the road, suddenly there was a melodious bell in my ear. Everyone seems to have received any instructions, and they all stopped and were silent.
The charm of literati is so great that a remote corner can be written into a prosperous world that everyone yearns for. What Zhang Ji left us is not a poem, but an eternal artistic conception. I have never experienced Zhang Ji's tortuous life experience, and the clock seems to have no feet. To me, the bell in Qiao Feng only represents the history of the past 1000 years. It can be said that the bell of Hanshan Temple has virtually become the witness of Suzhou for thousands of years.
I don't want to write too much about Hanshan Temple. We just came to listen to the bell. We have seen temples much more magnificent than this, but such melodious and pure bells are unique in the world. Zhang Ji left, leaving a bell that resounded through the ages, witnessing the eternity of Suzhou. ...
Postscript:
I have been very confused since I came to Suzhou. I feel sorry for the loss of ancient times, and I am also surprised by the remains left by the ancients. My trip to Suzhou made me experience the ancient beauty of China for the first time. Although it's just some silhouette, it's enough. Suzhou is a city with a long history. Modern prosperity is not suitable for him, but it has been imposed on him. Without Zhang Ji, there would be no charm of Suzhou. ...
In the morning, when the first ray of sunshine woke up the city, the whole city began to get busy. Students also came to the school one after another, and the spectacular car team blocked the small intersection. Shh, shh, the crisp whistle began to ease the traffic jam. Well, a middle-aged policeman, his sideburns are gray, and his dark skin is deeply wrinkled by the knife of years. I look at the students on the roadside from time to time and comfort those anxious faces: "Wait a minute, I'll let you pass right away." As he spoke, he stopped the passing car, opened a spacious safe passage and waved the children through. When some eager classmates arrived at school, he shouted to them, "Slow down, son, don't fall down." Said, lovingly patted the head of the little classmate who passed by him. Sweat ran down his cheeks, but he didn't bother to wipe it. He just silently stuck to his post, directed traffic, escorted groups of students and entered the campus safely. Under the sunlight, the reflective strips on the police uniform shine, and the red armbands on the arms are particularly dazzling. The crisp whistle and standard command action are the most beautiful scenery at this small intersection. Although the flow of people is large, it is orderly.
Under his escort, the children ran to school in high spirits. The face is full of joy, youth and vitality. A beautiful and energetic spirit grows here.
This is the second door every morning, the most beautiful and unique scenery. This landscape is the same every day, just different.
When I was 5 years old, I longed to grow up, because when I grew up, I had freedom and could do whatever I wanted. Being able to get rid of the shackles of my parents always thought that feeling would be good, good ... but now, I hate growing up very much. ...
I hate my self-esteem when I grow up. I can't imagine being spoiled in the arms of my family like disappearing. ...
I hate accidents when I grow up. In that case, you can't make friends without care, and you will be wary of others. I am no longer willing to give anything for them.
I hate the responsibility when I grow up, so I can no longer ask for money from my family and even give my salary to my parents. Of course, all this is taken for granted.
When I was a child, I liked to be unrestrained when I grew up. Now I think about it, it is simply a bondage in disguise.
When I grow up, I will have a lot of troubles and worries. I'm worried that I can't handle the relationship with others well. I'm worried about the way others look at me. I'm worried about my life. I'm worried. ...
When you grow up, if you want to wear beautiful clothes and live a good life, you must rely on your own strength, want to go shopping, and there are many things that bother you. Whatever you do, you must rely on yourself. It can't be the same as before
i do not want to grow up. I hate growing up. You will become lonely when you grow up. You will lose happiness and friendship. Will be independent. In that case, it will be very tired, very tired. ...
Childhood, gone forever! Youth is fleeting, with a regretless youth, which is a precious pearl in life; With empty and meaningless youth, youth is like a meteor in the sky, fleeting. ...
There are no real ugly women in the world, only lazy women who don't like makeup.
There are no really stupid girls in school, only lazy girls who don't like studying.
I am a stupid girl.
I am too stupid to boil water, make instant noodles and burn gas, because I am a lazy girl and too lazy to do it.
I am so stupid, and my grades in science are poor. I'm sure half of the ten math problems are wrong. I am lazy enough to take out the information book and buy it next year.
I am so stupid that I always miss half of the reading questions and can't remember any English words. Because I am a lazy girl, I am too lazy to turn back to the second question and get up to recite English.
Countless facts have proved that I am too lazy.
Because I am too lazy to cook, when my mother is not at home, I don't have enough to eat every day, and finally I want to cook. I'm too lazy to buy instant noodles.
Because I am too lazy to do reference books, I have a headache when I encounter problems, and I am too lazy to ask others. I do badly in the exam every time, but whenever I look back, make a plan and have confidence, I am too lazy to carry it out.
Over time, I am not a lazy girl, but gradually become a stupid girl, so I must not be lazy any more. Lazy girl will also work hard for her future, dreams and happiness!
Lazy girl! Come on!
Eighth grade composition article 7 hey! You are fat and greedy. Really the best in the world, invincible! No wonder he is a greedy pig!
This is my old classmate Shao Dongze for many years. This guy is handsome, but it is because of his huge physique that he trampled on this handsome face. Visible, how greedy he is!
Remember, I once broke up with this foodie for grabbing things. This guy is really a glutton! "On September 20xx 10 day. That morning, my alarm clock was broken, so I got up late. I'm as anxious as a cat on hot bricks! Fortunately, my brother drove me to school. In the street, my brother bought me a piece of bread and a ham sausage for breakfast! God bless, I finally arrived at school safely! When reading in the morning, I am hungry and my chest is against my back! I wolfed down my breakfast after class. At this time, the greedy ghost appeared in front of me and said solemnly, "Dude, don't be too stingy!" "We have been classmates for several years. Don't share this lovely Ozawa with me? " I suddenly had an indescribable feeling. I was completely shocked, but he took my bread and ham for breakfast when I was distracted. . I decided to break up with him and never speak to him again. A week later, this greedy guy came to apologize to me. He said, "Good Ginger, I'm sorry! I didn't know this was your breakfast. I thought you bought it specially for me. Oh, please forgive my misunderstanding! " Because this guy came to apologize to me, I couldn't help forgiving him. Hey, forgive this greedy guy!
He is like this, a greedy and annoying classmate friend!
The light of the meteor broke the silence of the night.
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A meteor across the sky, fleeting, but blooming except the most dazzling light. It comes not only from the sky, but also from my endless thoughts.
Turning the gear of time, we return to that ignorant late autumn, the soothing autumn wind blows our faces, and our naive eyes are still somewhat naive. I met you. You look so tall and out of reach in my heart, but your eyes always reveal a touch of femininity. ...
The gear of time was turned by me again, and memories were pulled to that hot summer; You and I are shuttling between the classroom and the corridor, making a final effort for the selection of "the beauty of the classroom". The crystal sweat drops down your cheeks, and it seems to have evaporated before it falls to the ground. I like all this, because you are in the picture. ...
The green early spring also makes me linger. In that season when everything grows, we came to the mountain together, adding a color to the greening of the city. We have sown seedlings and also hope. ...
The most unforgettable thing is that winter, which is getting closer and closer to the exam time. I am engaged in intense review, but sometimes I want to give up. At this time, you will heat me a glass of milk. The warm fog blurred our sight and melted my heart that had been frozen for a long time in the cold wind. You, with a knowing smile, gave me the motivation to move on, let me redouble my efforts!
The meteor streaked across the dark and silent sky. In a blink of an eye, three years of study is coming to an end, and you and I will say goodbye.
The vast journey of life is like a lonely and monotonous night, and these three years of study are like a meteor breaking the dead silence of the night, and you are the brightest point on the meteor!