The summer vacation has begun. Synthesis 1
We are looking forward to the final exam and holidays. But a holiday, only to find that-we graduated!
At the beginning of the summer vacation, I kept clamoring for my father to take me swimming, but the weather was not good-it rained every two or three days or every day. I leaned against the window in a daze, hoping that one day it would really be sunny. It kept raining and the sky thundered from time to time, so I quickly closed the window. Sighed and complained that this summer was so annoying!
The meeting has come to an end. It's time for us to gather from all directions.
Everyone will laugh when they see this topic, and some of them are still very moved.
Then we finished the second, third and fourth items. The last item-take a group photo.
When the photo was sent down, I touched it gently and shed tears, because it said-"This summer"!
When cicadas climbed the branches to sing, we were holding our diplomas and said against our will, "I can finally leave you." But we always miss every classmate when no one is around and recall every minute and second with them. Farewell to my alma mater, we ushered in a long summer vacation, a long summer!
"Ding, Ding ..." The phone rang. I answered the phone immediately and asked, "Hello, who are you?" The other end of the phone replied, "You don't even remember me! I am the monitor! " I was curious about what the monitor called me, so I asked, "Why did you call me? What's wrong? " ? Still want to ask the score? ""No, no, I want to call the whole class to have a party. You can help inform me! "The monitor waited for my answer." Yes, of course, such a good thing should call me! "I agreed in one breath.
The monitor counted the number of people and started activities with me. The theme of the activity is "This Summer"!
Activity begins: the first item, giving gifts. In fact, it is a gift, and each student randomly selects a gift. I drew a doll-surprise!
"The whole class stands in a row!" The monitor shouted. Everyone stood neatly at once. "Crash-"1, finished. We are waiting for the day when we get the photos. ......
The summer vacation has begun. Composition 2
The flowers on the roadside are beautiful, the air in the morning is pure, and pedestrians on the road are always communicating with their souls. Only with your heart can you touch this colorful landscape. You can love with your heart! -inscription
Before the birds sing, someone has been trying. Early in the morning, before dawn, it was raining in Mao Mao, and the cloud pressure was very low and thin. I am walking in such a comfortable and fresh sky. The orange figure stood at the other end of the road, standing for a long time, sometimes turning into a ball, sometimes clear and clear. He is very thin, take a step, stop, bend down and clean up the noisy residue with a broom. He always buries his eyes under his hat as much as possible and just works hard. Maybe I don't want to look up at the silence around me. I don't know how long it has been raining, so I have to go. This kind of scenery is sweaty.
When the sun is strongest, there are still people working hard. After lunch, I came to the balcony, sat on a small bamboo chair and peeped into the world under the scorching sun through the gap of the railing. On the street, there are not many people on the road, but busy figures are moving. One by one, blue or yellow figures rushed in from various shops, then rushed out with things, riding batteries and running all over the street in the scorching sun. This kind of scenery is full of efforts.
At the end of the curtain, someone always feels at ease. I sat on the bus, stopped at a platform and drove away. The driver should have been driving this line for a long time. Acquaintances always tilt their heads and smile when they get on the bus. Several aunts and old women got on the bus with their children who had just left school, and the car rang.
The sound, noise and laughter were heard for a while, and then disappeared. Sitting by the window was a slightly tired office worker who fell asleep with headphones on. The driver repeats that set of actions: shifting gears, turning the steering wheel, braking, and turning to look at the road next to the car from time to time. He kept silent and listened to the silent noise in the car with the rearview mirror. This kind of scenery is decorated very quietly.
Life is different, everyone will have a different life, a different story, a different warmth and coldness. Because life is so colorful, I love it, love it. .......
The summer vacation has begun. Composition 3
Everyone must have experienced a lot of interesting things in the summer vacation, and so did I. Our family went to the hot spring, so happy!
That day, I got up early to help my mother pack up, and the family set off happily. On the way, I saw one mountain after another standing on both sides of expressway. Looking at the distance, it is green, and even golden light flashes inside. On closer inspection, it turned out to be an oil sunflower field. I am very happy at the thought of going to the hot spring soon.
When I arrived at my destination, two tall buildings appeared in front of me. There is a small garden with beautiful scenery. Walking into the building, the decoration is simple and generous. When we were ready, we went to the hot spring area. Suddenly, it was like being in heaven. I can't wait to jump into the water. I went from indoor spring to outdoor spring, from lying cow spring to healthy spring, from warm spring to children's spring. ...
What impressed me the most was the moment when I learned to swim in a cold water pool. In the water, I was afraid to leave my feet off the ground at first. My father encouraged me: "Don't be afraid, you must control your inner fears to succeed." I got up the courage, leaned forward, learned the appearance of others, my feet off the ground, my hands pulled back quickly, and my feet fluttered back and forth, but I just couldn't float. As a result, I only took one sip of water, then another sip of water, and my breathing became rapid. Dad put a swimming ring on me and smiled in his eyes: "You can practice with the buoyancy of water." So I did as my father said, and things were much simpler. I began to stroke my hands backwards and push my feet backwards. Unfortunately, I can't swim fast. Just when I was about to give up, my father patiently advised me: "You can't do anything halfway. If you stick to it, you will succeed." I plucked up my courage again and paddled my hands and feet forward. Incredibly, with my persistence, my speed has actually accelerated. It really pays off.
The champion is a struggle. World champions like Sun Yang and Yao Ming didn't succeed through hard work. This summer vacation made me understand: the secret of success is hard work! Work hard! Try harder!
The summer vacation has begun. Composition 4
(A) "wonderful" fantasy
I have always dreamed that one day I can wave a few words on paper like a dragon, and people are scrambling to pay high prices for my words ... That day, I "realized" and finally entered the calligraphy class.
(B) the first kind of "lost"
Today, I walked into the classroom with enthusiasm. I can't help it as soon as the teacher finishes class. I quickly grabbed a brush and wrote. As I imagined, I really waved my pen on the paper, wrote this "amazing masterpiece" and pretended to sing: "Beautiful, wonderful!" Just as the teacher passed by, I saw this "shocking masterpiece" and immediately fell from the sky, leaving a few comments that made my confidence plunge mercilessly: the dying dragon was flying and the phoenix was dancing, but I was embarrassed and sad, singing sadly: "What a pity! Just this one word? "
(C) the third category of "fiasco"
After the "suffering" of the last class, I was a little lost. But still with passion and fantasy. After class, I am eager to move, but I am afraid of being "rejected" by the last class. I really can't help it. Seeing no one around, I wrote the words "Sad for the world". After writing, I still sit in my seat and enjoy myself. I don't know, let the teacher catch me. God, that's enough this time.
(D) "Mechanized" life
After the "torture" in the morning, my momentum has long been thrown outside the cloud nine, without any illusions. Only by sitting in a chair mechanically, writing with a pen mechanically, and listening mechanically ... all "mechanization" can't escape.
(5) the first kind of pleasure
In the afternoon, the teacher popularized the knowledge of calligraphy to us. He said that if a person writes well, people will name his font, like Yan Zhenqing's Yan Ti, which is named after the person's surname, followed by the word "Ti". I had a brainwave, so if a person's surname is "corpse", isn't his font name "corpse"?
Postscript: on this day, I suffered a lot, but I was still satisfied: First, I "realized" my dream, but more importantly, I understood that success is not a matter of one or two days, but the accumulation of thousands or even countless days.
The summer vacation has begun. Composition 5
Spring is gone forever, and summer will bring its inherent heat wave. The alternation of four seasons is so common that no one will foolishly hope to stay in one season forever, no matter how much they like it.
Everything is natural, just like people always get along with each other for a long time! I still remember that summer when we cried goodbye. Friends who have been together for three years have embarked on different journeys. There are thorns everywhere ahead, and we agreed to walk bravely. However, geometrically, I am sorry to hear that some of you have fallen, but I will continue to work hard and move forward according to your's expectations. ...
This summer is coming. I remember when we parted, we agreed to meet in an old place with many memories. But now, how many people will remember? How many people will keep our agreement? We were all hurt, and we were hit by each other on our respective journeys. Forgetting is our unchangeable destiny. But I will silently look forward to it, although I understand that the tacit understanding between us is gone. But I just want to relive that feeling, because even if I lose everything, I can still have memories! Every bit is a testimony of my life.
When summer comes, cicadas should start singing, but I can't hear them living here. Oh, I can't hear them. All I hear is the teacher's words and the sad songs of my classmates. The laughter and laughter that accompanied my children for many years, the laughter and laughter on the mountain, and everything that was once beautiful are gradually blurred in front of my eyes ... There are too many hardships and sufferings along the way, but I can't say it. I told myself to be strong, to be strong, to be strong … So now I have forgotten the taste of tears, which may be regarded as a kind of growth.
This battle may not be won, but it is brave. I believe I will be a brave man. After all, after so many hardships, I am still full of confidence in the future. I struggled all the way, waiting for the harvest. ...
Anyway, when summer comes, life will go on. I will live happily with memories and hopes. ...