1. At the end of the first chapter: Xiangzi's hand is shaking even more. He picked up the insurance policy and pulled up the car, almost crying. Pull to a secluded place, study your car carefully and try to see your face on the paint board! The more you look at it, the cuter it is. Even if it doesn't meet your ideal, you can forgive it, because it is already your own car. Seeing that the car seemed to have a rest, he sat on the new cushion of the water dustpan and looked at the shiny brass horn on the handlebar. It suddenly occurred to him that he was twenty-two years old this year. Because his parents died early, he forgot when his birthday was. He hasn't celebrated his birthday since he came to town. Well, I bought a new car today, even on my birthday. It is easy to remember that people own cars. Besides, I made the car by myself, so nothing can't be counted together.

How to live this "double life"? Xiangzi had an idea: the first business must attract a well-dressed person, and it must not be a woman. It is best to pull to the front door, followed by Dongan market. Yes, he should have a meal at the best food stall, such as hot sesame seed cake with fried mutton. After eating, if there is a good deal, Dora one or two; If not, take a bus; Today is my birthday!

Since having this car, his life has become more and more exciting. No matter whether it is a monthly payment or a scattered seat, he doesn't have to worry about the "car share" every day, and how much money he pulls is his own. If you are comfortable, you will be more friendly to people and your business will be more satisfactory. After pulling for half a year, his hope is even greater: at this rate, after working for two years, at most, he can buy another car, one car, two cars … and start a factory!

Appreciation: Xiangzi sacrificed a lot to buy a car. It took him three years to buy it. Of course, he is very excited. His mood can be seen from his words, actions and thoughts. As for "the day when Xiangzi bought a car was also his birthday", although it was just a coincidence, we can see that God was secretly helping Xiangzi. After reading this passage, everyone will be happy for Xiangzi's success and celebrate for him. This is the charm of Lao She's "people's artist" language.

Biography of Beethoven: My Dialogue with Beethoven

On the night of November, after reading the Biography of Beethoven by Roman Roland, I was lost in thought again. Inadvertently, my eyes crossed the white window lattice. Oh, the moon is really bright tonight. It is as gentle and clear as water and sprinkled in the silent night sky. Everything seems to be covered with silver sand, which makes it very quiet. I seem to hear the beautiful melody of moonlight song again. ...

Numerous stops and wanderings, master, I really don't want to talk about your initial state of mind after hearing loss, and I don't want to talk about the memory that I think you are the most painful and unwilling to trigger. So, I just listened quietly, listened attentively to your destiny and pastoral, and just tasted the words about you in the biography silently, but you told me without reservation: Son, your destiny is in your own hands.

Your destiny is in your own hands? I'm a little confused: you are deaf, emotionally broken, miserable, and facing the challenge of frivolous music ... Is your fate still in your own hands? You seem to see my confusion, so you tell me that although you have ear disease, you have music, and music is the source of your happiness. In the kingdom of music, music makes your emotions and thoughts run wild. You have succeeded step by step in this magical country, and your mind has been released again and again. You hold the pulse of music with your life in your own hands.

Although you lost all the so-called "happiness" of ordinary people, you left countless joys for the world. As a person who has lost happiness but can create happiness for more people, you told me that your destiny is in your own hands!

Your destiny is in your own hands-I see!

It is not God who creates fate, but himself. Nine times out of ten things in life are unsatisfactory. Indeed, everyone will encounter difficulties and setbacks in one way or another on the road to growth. Therefore, we often complain and lament God's injustice. There is really no need to think about it now, because fate is in our own hands, and we are the masters of fate!

We can't control the weather, so we change our mood.

We can't change the environment, so let's shape our own personality.

We can't decide the length of life, so let it be. The wider the better. ...

Friends, do you still remember the story of a piece of paper that our Chinese teacher read to us? Yes, a piece of paper can become waste paper, still on the ground, trampled, painted, written and even folded into a paper plane, flying high, let us look up. A piece of paper still has a lot of fate, not to mention us? Fate is like a palm print in our own hands. We should grasp our own destiny and steer our own life boat.

Master, I salute you again. As a teenager living in 2 1 century, I want to add a touch of spring scenery to the colorful blueprint of my motherland and make my life more and more exciting! (***909 words) Notes on Stars and Springs

This is the first modern poem that I have read completely, and it is also the first time that I have read Bing Xin's works, and it is the first time that I have read this touching masterpiece "Spring among the Stars". After reading it, I suddenly felt a feeling I had never felt before.

This article was written by Bing Xin, a famous writer in China. I have heard of his name since I was a child. When I was a child, my family told me the story of grandma Bing Xin every day, but I never had a chance to see her works. At that time, I only knew what ancient poetry was, and I didn't know the difference between the rhythm of modern poetry and ancient poetry. Once, I came across the article "Stars in Spring Water" and realized that modern poetry is more vivid, catchy and interesting than ancient poetry. Unconsciously, I fell in love with modern poetry. If you don't believe me, listen to me about the article "Spring Water Stars"!

Let's take a look at this passage first: the stars are twinkling-how can we hear their conversation in the dark blue sky?

In silence, in the twilight, they deeply praised each other. In just a few words, it outlines a beautiful, aesthetical, natural and harmonious picture. Moreover, the author's imagination is so magical and wonderful that the stars without feelings in the ice Leng Ye sky can still praise each other, and the author expresses his pursuit of "human love" very implicitly. You can see such a short poem and embody such a great spirit. I think grandma Bing Xin must have been very careful when she wrote it. It's nothing. Look at these words again:

Mom! The wind and rain came, and the birds hid in the nest;

The storm in my heart is coming, so I can only hide in your arms. A few words praised the noblest and most selfless maternal love. She enthusiastically praised maternal love. I expressed my heartfelt thanks to my mother. The whole association is natural and gentle to read.

In Spring Water, there is a passage that I can't forget for a long time. "Spring says to the youth from the green grass:' My light is on you, creating your living personality from the cold environment!' The poet tells people with personification that the dawn of revolutionary victory has come, and people should warmly welcome a better life in the future and create their own brilliant life. This is also a portrayal of the poet's revolutionary optimism and enthusiasm.

In a word, I think grandma Bing Xin's poems are shining stars in the vast night sky, small flowers scattered on the forgotten banks of the river, and they always exude refreshing fragrance.

The work "Springs of Stars" gave me a big whistle. She told me about human's pursuit of love, the greatness of maternal love and optimism about life. . . . . . All these impressed my grandmother Bing Xin's great spirit and kind character.