The tail in winter is the first bud in spring. The climate is no longer cold, the wind is no longer cold, and the sun, which belongs to spring, gradually climbs up the clouds. The sun shines through the clouds, dimly on the ground, and in people's hearts, which is warm.
"wow! What beautiful flowers! " My sister squatted on a pile of shiny lace with her camera, admiring it sincerely. I stood by, panting from time to time, and my back was covered with boiling sweat. After climbing the mountain for so long, I have long been short of interest, but my sister is still in high spirits. Every time she saw a clump of flowers and a tree by the roadside, she seemed to see a new creature and was amazed.
I thought, this may be what "enjoying life" looks like! But for me, this kind of "enjoyment" does not exist. I am the kind of person with weak constitution. I ran at the end of the line and jumped 1. Less than 3 meters. After a year, I must be the most sick person. Therefore, I also "naturally" think that I am "not good at sports", so I don't need to exercise more.
It is clearly the day when late winter and early spring come, but I feel like I am in a hot summer day. I can't see the top of the mountain in front of me, and the cloth shoes under my feet suddenly seem to be filled with lead. Every step is extremely difficult. "Elder sister, let's have a rest!" I suddenly stared at the rest seat shaped like a stake not far away. How many times is this? I don't remember. But when I made this request, my sister finally stopped her endless footsteps and said helplessly, "OK." I am glad that my sister finally heard my desire for "rest" and became happier.
When the heat dissipated, I became bored and stared at everyone passing by. I feel inexplicably that everyone who walks to the top of the mountain and everyone who walks down the mountain is filled with a sense of happiness. People who walk to the top of the mountain will be excited to enjoy the elegance of the top of the mountain! People who walk down the mountain must still be excited about the style they have just experienced!
"Elder sister, I have a good rest. Let's continue to go up! "
On the top of the mountain, among the scattered people, you can see a girl with a faint sweat on her face and a smile on her mouth. At that time, she stopped halfway up the mountain because of fatigue and physical problems, looked at the details on the ground and had infinite reverie about the top of the mountain; At this time, based on the top of the mountain, she bathed in the sunshine, enjoying the joy of reaching the top and savoring the beauty of "enjoying life".
What's the difference between the sunshine on the top of the mountain and the spots in the mountain? This difference is like the difference between a mountain top and a mountainside. The wind on the top of the mountain smells of struggle, and the sunshine on the top of the mountain precipitates sweat after struggle. Standing on the top of the mountain, you can see the land under the top of the mountain, including the mountainside. I miss Du Fu's mood when he sang "Reach the Peak, the other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky.". This is nothing more than this.
I still remember that day, when I was getting closer and closer to the top of the mountain, a ray of sunshine came directly into my eyes from the other side of the top of the mountain, "walked into" my sight without warning, and reflected in my heart without warning, warm.
There is an advertisement in composition 2 of the second day of junior high school, which deserves people's deep thinking and is of great educational significance. What I said is: Mom and Dad take their children out for a trip. Dad saw peel garbage on the roadside, so he bent down to pick it up and threw it into the trash can. After a while, the child saw someone throwing garbage, just like his father picked it up and threw it into the trash can. From this perspective, dad is a mirror for children. I believe that everyone in the world has their own mirror, and I am no exception.
Mom and dad are the first mirror I have. Every time I go back to my hometown to visit my grandmother by car, my father will buy her some soft food and health care products. My mother will cook her favorite fried rice, prepare clothes for her for the four seasons, wash her hair and feet, and trim her nails. It was my parents' filial piety that moved me. I changed the bad habit of eating alone and took the initiative to help my mother do some housework as much as I could, so that I could share some delicious things with my family. My second mirror is my head teacher, Miss Wang. She gets up early and comes home late every day, and she reads early with us. One stop in class is forty minutes, and she enjoys it. She treats her students like her own children and never scolds us. When she meets problems that she can't solve, she always patiently answers for her classmates. The most unforgettable thing is that one day after school, it began to rain, and all the students in other classes rushed out like a swarm of bees, drenched like a drowned rat, while Mr. Wang accompanied everyone in the class, waiting for his parents to pick him up. Her maternal love and strong sense of responsibility for her career have won the love of her classmates and the respect of her parents.
My third mirror is my deskmate Xin Li. He is excellent in study, discipline, health, literature and art, ready to help others, actively answering questions in class and never being idle after class. He always previews and previews before class. Because of his positive performance, he was rated as "three good students" and "excellent class cadres" every year. So he is a mirror for me to learn. Emperor Taizong said: "With copper as a mirror, you can be well dressed; Taking history as a mirror, we can know the rise and fall; Take people as a mirror, you can know the gains and losses. "There are many mirrors worth learning in life. We should learn from each other's strengths. Only in this way can our own mirrors be clearer.
People are proud of the historical changes, the changes of the times, the rapid development of science and technology and the step-by-step progress of China. I am proud of my growth.
Faced with the same problem, when I was a child, I would jump into my mother's arms and wait for her help. Now facing such a problem is basically a piece of cake, and it can also increase the difficulty of your own experience. Why? Because I grew up and had my own experience and experience.
The breeze blew and a fallen leaf floated in the sky. Probably when I was a child, I would pick up this fallen leaf for myself to play with, and I would ask my mother curiously, will the young tree cry when the leaves fall? Now, I look at this fallen leaf, lost in thought. Zhang Ji's Qiu Si "I want to write a book when I see the autumn wind in Luoyang." Expressed his yearning for his hometown. A few years later, I left my hometown and went outside to work hard. Will I feel the same way? "Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February." Du Mu's Walking on the Mountain also expresses this feeling ... Looking at this fallen leaf, the melody of a song lingers in my ear, and Tao Zhe's Lonely Season, like this fallen leaf, left home and fell alone, forgotten and buried. Why would I think that? Because I grew up and had my own culture and thoughts. I am proud of my growth.
In the face of setbacks and difficulties, I will probably be afraid, escape and give up when I was a child. Now, I boldly go to that thorny place, bravely advance, rush, fight and work hard. Use your own sweat and work to eradicate difficulties and setbacks. Why would I do that? Because I grew up and had my own courage and courage.
Facing the long summer vacation, when I was a child, I would drag my mother's hand and run to the grass to play and frolic. Or I'll let my mother take me from street to street. Now, I sit quietly by the window, watching the birds flying in the air, watching the children downstairs talking and laughing, watching ... I don't laugh all day, but I smile wit when I have something to do. Why am I like this? Because I have grown up, I have my own composure and self-restraint. I am proud of my growth.
We exist in the cardamom years, and gradually mature and steady. We are growing, and I am proud of it!
There are two roads from my home to the gate of the community.
One is a spacious and flat road for people and cars to pass. But I prefer to take the other road-it's a road formed by someone deliberately cutting a hole in the fence, which is a bit slippery and uneven along the way. But taking the second road saves time.
Father reminded me several times not to use those few minutes, but I didn't think there was any danger. That road also goes through the green belt. The air is fresh and the birds are singing. What's wrong with it? When he saw me, he didn't listen and didn't say anything more. He just looked at me with worried eyes.
One day when I came home from school, I went this way again. It happened that the teacher criticized me for my poor exam results that day. I was in a bad mood, so I wanted to go home and finish my homework and relax. Who knows that one accidentally tripped over a stone protruding from the uneven ground and fell to the ground.
What a mess I was at that time: the white school uniform was covered with mud. My hands and knees were bruised, and my trouser legs were punctured by branches. That's how I got home!
My father guessed eight or nine points when he saw me like this. Stay for me to rub medicine, bandage the wound, he didn't leisurely ask:
"Did you fall down that road?"
I replied gloomily, "Yes." I thought he was going to scold me because I was disobedient and brought myself to the end because I didn't get the average score.
Unexpectedly, he just understated: "Come, let's remember. If you don't take a flat and spacious road, you have to take another road. "
"But that road is fast ..." I reluctantly defended.
"Well, what's this?" He smacked something down on the table. I felt ashamed as soon as I saw it: isn't that a shameful test paper?
"Don't always want to take shortcuts. Although it will bring you benefits temporarily, it will not work after a long time. " The father said earnestly, "The same is true of learning. Don't always think about taking the side door." Although the path is fast, it will make people who walk slowly suffer. Do you know the consequences now? "He pointed to the test paper and my leg.
Since then, I have never taken that other shortcut when walking, never thought about using any skills when studying, and never paid attention to those "side roads" Miraculously, my grades recovered.
I will always remember what my father said that day. They made me understand that there is no absolute shortcut in life, so don't take another "faster" road.
In the morning, I opened the curtain and a ray of shadow came in. I know a new day has begun. I am very happy this day, because it is the weekend, so I can play with my best friend again. I think friendship is the most important thing. Why? This should start from that weekend.
It was a hot afternoon, and my best friend and I were playing in the yard. We are a little tired after playing. We stopped to talk. I showed him a pen that accompanied me since I was a child and said to him, "My grandfather gave it to me, and it has been growing up with me." "Then you must take good care of it." He said with a smile. We had a good time one day and broke up the next.
The next day, just when I wanted to touch my precious pen, I found that it had long since disappeared, which made my heart ache. I thought about it and found that my pen must have been left at my best friend's house, but I immediately went to his house and said angrily, "Did you take my pen yesterday?" Give it back to me! " However, he said innocently, "No, I won't take your pen." But I was so angry that I insisted that he took it. We haven't spoken since. However, one day, I found that the pen was originally in a book. At that moment, I realized that I had misjudged him. I really regret treating him like that. So I hurried to his house and knocked on his door. Innocent eyes again, I timidly said to him, "I'm sorry, I was wrong about you last time." Can we still be best friends? " But he didn't say a word, just hugged me and wept silently. Later I learned that he had been waiting for my apology, and then he became my best friend.
From this, I understand the value of friendship and the importance of friends. A close friend often needs only one look to connect your's heart.
On the second day of writing 6, "There are many stars in the quiet night, and the teacher's lights are still on ..." It is late at night, and people have entered a sweet dream, but the lights in one room are still on. Under the desk lamp, she is correcting her homework meticulously ... She is our head teacher, Miss Ma. Teacher Ma's smile, like the sunshine in spring, warms our hearts.
I remember when I first entered the school gate, I was afraid to raise my hand in class because I was timid, but I wanted to answer questions. Teacher Ma read my mind and encouraged me to get up and answer with a smile. Because of my timidity, my voice is as small as that of a mosquito, and I stammer. The students all laughed, so I closed my mouth. The teacher came to my side, gave me a shallow smile, looked at me with that kind eyes, and suddenly a warm current spread all over my body. I plucked up the courage to answer the question completely again. The teacher smiled happily and said to me, "Isn't this great?" That's it from now on! "Since then, I am no longer afraid, and I am also very active in answering questions, and I have gained a lot of fun from it.
Another time, in class, the teacher was lecturing when he suddenly came to my seat with a ruler and a smile on his face. What is this? The students all looked up in surprise. The teacher silently measured the distance between my seat and the seat of a classmate in front. Oh, I see. I put my desk too far in front, so there is no room for the students in the front row. I immediately moved the table back. The students suddenly realized that they burst out laughing, and I smiled shyly. Teacher Ma looked at my every move and showed a gratified smile on her face.
Teacher Ma's smile is so amiable and respectable. Whenever I see her smiling face, I think of flowers. Her smiling face is as beautiful as a flower. Flowers will fade, and teachers' smiling faces will never disappear!
Forty-nine tables, forty-nine benches, forty-nine people, and now we have to draw an incomplete full stop.
The windmill that belongs to us is no longer turning. Six spring, summer, autumn and winter, more than two thousand days and nights, have brought a wider world to junior high school. Why do you miss the summer when the breeze blows?
Walking around the campus, I just want to leave some memories in my heart, even a little spark.
The playground seems very quiet. Where are the laughter and cheers of the students now? In retrospect, how many things did you miss sharing? How many problems remain unsolved? How many faces haven't been remembered? With the sound of the camera, graduation photo's dull face drew an incomplete full stop for everything.
At the moment, only some memories are still lingering in my heart. Is the clock at the back of the classroom still running? Will the cicada on that poplar still sing freely in July every year? We used to run on the track together. After many years, can we still call each other's names? After the baptism of time, will we still remember those insignificant pasts?
However, spring thunder can awaken hibernating animals. Rain can moisten sleeping seeds. We will meet again eventually, and a look, a smile and a greeting from each other will make everything clear in an instant. Like we've never been apart!
Today is the sports meeting, and the students are very excited. Cheerleaders are always ready to speak louder than anyone else. The athletes are gearing up and eager to try. This is such a passionate day that I have never been proud.
The game has started. The first event is softball. Representatives of our class, Huang Qi and Liu, took the stage. Although the softball field is far away from us, it doesn't hide our enthusiasm at all. "Come on Mickey! Come on, Liu Come on! " Many things happen, and the players in our class beat all their opponents and won the first and second place! We welcomed them back with applause. All the girls in the class cheered together "Long live! You are our pride! It is the honor of our class! " That's because I am more excited than them! Because Bo Huang is my best friend, my friend had a bright face when he won the prize, and because our class got good grades.
Next is running, which is also the busiest time. When the athletes came out, the cheerleaders of classes 1, 2 and 3 became sworn enemies on the spot. The cheerleaders in each class shouted to cheer for the athletes in their own class, which is better than running! What a great momentum! Our class shouted loudly when we saw our athletes running unusually! The sky is going to collapse by our roar. The athletes also worked hard and ran a circle of 200 meters in the blink of an eye. That speed, you can really play a game with a leopard! Needless to say, how good our grades are.
The last event is the relay race, which is more spectacular. Everyone bites their teeth to make themselves run faster, and they can't wait to put on their wings and fly. Everybody Qi Xin works together and cooperates with each other. Finally, the scene where Shen Qiwei and Shen compete with each other is even more shocking! Shen, the third runner-up in Xiaoshan District, found the finish line only one step more than Shen Qiwei, which decided the fate of Class Three being the first. Although we didn't win the first place, the teacher praised our team spirit.
That day, I was very proud because we got good grades.
There is such a story in my memory, but I'm not sure. Something like this: It was an autumn night and yellow leaves were scattered on the ground. Twilight is connected as if a person's face is plated with gold. On a street, the leaves rustled in the evening breeze, and three beautiful girls walked side by side, and occasionally there were bursts of laughter, which added a little warmth to this quiet night. They have their own unique title-girlfriends. Suddenly, one of the girls untied her shoelaces, squatted down and called the other two to wait for her. Looking up again, the figure that has appeared countless times in my mind has not appeared. The two girlfriends have no intention of waiting for him, and they are already far away. Perhaps he was carried away by anger, shouted "dear John" towards the two figures who turned into the origin, and ran in a completely different direction from the other two, and tears fell from his cheeks and scattered all over the floor. The remaining two people stared at the lonely figure, puzzled.
The story is only a few hundred words except for some embellishments. It is not beautiful, but it attracts me deeply. When I turn to the page of story comments, there are two views. The first is that girls are too aggressive. If she is really her best friend, she won't care about those things at all. She can treat them as trivial matters. The other is to agree with her, and some admire him for leaving resolutely. My words, of course, belong to the neutral kind. I don't have the courage to turn away from that girl, but of course I am dissatisfied. In fact, throughout the whole story, there is nothing wrong with the girl's behavior. She has told two other people to wait for her in advance. Wrong, it's the other two people. They tied their shoelaces for only a few seconds, but in these few seconds, they contained a person's full trust and expectation for their friends, but they turned this expectation into a bubble in an instant.
If everyone around you has left, it must be the best friend who stays. Perhaps, that girl is holding such an idea and finally left.
Countless lives have passed us by in our lives, and some have not even looked at them. From this perspective, having such close people is actually the greatest luck in our life. Some friendships are like water drops, which are easily broken, while others are as hard as stones. What is the friendship of a girl like this? Maybe this is a combination of rigidity and softness. It's not that a girl doesn't care about this beautiful friendship, but that she cares too much about these friends, so there will be this turning point. But her trust in these friends, so that she can kneel down and tie her shoes safely. However, the friendship she firmly believed in finally let her down, and even the hard stone will usher in a rotten day, let alone a stone with some moisture.
But you know, sometimes friendship doesn't have to go too far. Too much friendship will burn to ashes. If you trust a friend too much and think that he will do what he wants, you are wrong. To put it further, a person has many friends. What does it matter if he leaves one by one?
Friendship is precious. Some people are willing to do anything for this friendship, but who can be sure that you are the most precious friend in your heart
Finally, I want to end this article with a paragraph: My dearest friend, although we are not close now, we always believe that at that time we were both sunshine in each other's lives, so if we are strangers, I want to get to know you again.
If someone treats you with true feelings, please respond to him with true feelings. A person's true feelings are only once, you can do it and cherish it!
Second grade composition 10 20xx With the New Year's bell quietly leaving, the end of the world has become a virtual shadow. The arrival of the new also means the departure of the old. With the departure of the old, there will be all kinds of bad habits, while with the arrival of the new, there will be "hope" and "father" who gives people the opportunity to turn over a new leaf again and again!
However, hope is fair. People's status will not be defined by poverty and wealth, nor will it harm people. It's the same for everyone. The important thing is how to use it and how to grasp it! The poor can seize it to change their lives, while the rich can achieve their careers by going up a storey still higher!
The starting point may be high or low, but the starting point is self-defined. Now "hope" to give an opportunity to the teacher, let the teacher give every child a fair chance! But some children seem ungrateful and throw this opportunity aside. Over time, "hope" seems to be gradually forgotten. But when the New Year bell rang, "hope" crossed the invisible wall, jumped into people's chests, sacrificed itself and opened the cold door.
The door opened and every child seemed to understand something. As the New Year bell rings-people shed tears of regret! People in a hurry squeeze time out of their busy schedules to look back, while leisurely people stop their gadgets to pay homage to their former selves-they have lost their bones with the bell!
20xx will be an interesting year, and it will also be a year in which the stars shine-flowers come unexpectedly!
In this year, people changed the past and the future! Everyone will have a new look and attitude to meet the new learning journey!