I look forward to my children to dig more beautiful life. Perhaps for Liu Yuxi, I am extremely happy with autumn. You can hear the downstairs amazons affectionately mixing and laughing in no time; you can see the big square on the grandparents in groups playing Tai Chi, leisurely leisurely; you can smell the flavor of the quilt under the autumn sun, which is accumulating enough strength to prepare to all the sunshine and warmth in the evening all the dough to the human beings in the stomach. Autumn is really better than the spring dynasty a thousand times a thousand times ah!
In this beautiful autumn afternoon, holding a cup of warm coffee, savoring its flavor, is a great enjoyment. Some people think that coffee is bitter, in fact, there is sweetness in the bitter. In the fall, after experiencing the bitterness of life, the sweetness of bitterness gives people comfort. After the summer parting, the reunion or acquaintance in the fall is the reason for students to rejoice; after the hard work of spring and summer, the fruitfulness of the autumn harvest is the harvest of farmers' hopes. And I like autumn, just because of her beauty. Splendid leaves flutter and dance, the wind leads them to poetry and faraway places. Sunset in the sky, people are separated from the group, or the end, or the beginning, autumn has her unique charm, rich, sweet, like short like long. Sunset circle by circle small down, small down, like a red tomato, can be picked, fried to eat.
-- Tongzhou District Jinjiao Junior High School seven 10 class? Zhu Shiyi
I like this kind of scene: the sunlight shoots into the classroom, the teacher is joyful for the progress of the class, the students are proud of their own progress, and I am no exception, a kind of joy sprouts in my heart.
After class, I walked around the classroom, and I realized that the classroom was filled with the fragrance of flowers and a sweet little joy. The students are warmly discussing their monthly examination results and scores, compared with each other, some higher than others, or by the teacher praised big progress, head high, open mouth smiling; some lower than others, but also small, progress, face or with a faint smile. I am also often compared to the object, look at her scores, and then do a comparison of their own, found that I myself is always higher, when the "General", the heart can not help but have a small joy, but there is always a classmate, as if God's existence, always ranked in the top ten, the heart can not help but produce a faint sadness, the heart! The first thing I want to do is to make sure that I have a good understanding of what I'm doing and what I'm doing.
According to the teacher said: "The weekly examination can both explain what, and can not explain what, the monthly examination in the progress are the best, the best."
The test, the heart of a million nervous, I do not dare sloppy, afraid of a little error will lose people thousands of miles, want to be a hit. Exam results immediately came out, looking at the teacher's whiteboard on their own rank, ah! Into the 16th place, big progress! Alas! Class but back one, or not that high school god, the teacher happily announced the good news, but also encourage those who have made slight progress, other words I do not remember too much, but I still vaguely remember that sentence:
"Do not want to think of unrealistic progress and success, a small progress will have a small joy!"
-- Tongzhou District, Jinjiao Junior High School, class seven 10? Shuai Wei Hao
The sunlight goes over the mountains, avoiding the dense foliage, and moves lightly and quietly in the fragrant and fragrant room. Autumn wind, without a word, with the unique flavor of autumn together to offer. The red of maple leaves, the orange of sweet tangerine, the yellow of autumn grass, the green of pines and cypresses, the green of lakes, the blue of the sky, plus the purple of the heart, is the whole world. It is true that autumn is like a rainbow, and you will only know it when you meet it. Autumn rain is pure, the autumn breeze, in such a beautiful scenery, hearts have not been melted? Twilight fall, she ah, like a new person, a moment of warm, a moment of cold, unpredictable. People can not guess her mind. But I still love the fall, because she is my little joy.
Early in the morning, the sun is just right. Pull open the curtains of the moment, I actually saw you a piece of lush green hidden in the small flower particles. The first time I saw you, I saw a piece of lush, hidden in the small flower particles, a plain dress dancing with the wind, secretly fragrant, even though ordinary, but not mediocre, the faint fragrance of the flowers is also a good thing to make people happy ah.
-- Tongzhou District Jinjiao Junior High School seven 10 class? Zhang Zixuan
Take down a book lazily leaning against the sun, enjoy a moment of their own tranquility. Turning the pages of the book to wander in the sea of books, as a boat in another world wantonly wandering, so that the ink is dense time. Until the fragrance of the food in the kitchen to tempt my taste buds, calling me to embrace the taste of happiness that is close at hand in the mortal world. The dishes on the table are not a full banquet, nor is it a plate of delicacies, but the simple is also from the warmth of home, sweet your heart, bring a little joy.
In fact, the small joy with the hustle and bustle has nothing to do with the pomp and circumstance, perhaps a touch of green on the branches, or just a ray of sunshine after the rain, this small joy without searching for, it is simple, sincere, even the most ordinary days, there are also belong to the joy of you.
--Tongzhou Jinjiao Junior High School seven 10 class?
The rain was pouring down, wearing rain boots, playing a transparent umbrella, looking up to see the rain hitting the nylon cloth, and then sliding down it. A four or five-year-old child, wearing a raincoat, walking on the road, step by step a puddle, splashing a fine water droplets. Those water droplets fell on the pants of the pedestrians, leaving shallow traces. The people are not annoyed, squatting down, and smiled at the child. You can see that they do not know each other, but such a picture, long in my mind, whenever I think of, always have to smile on a smile.
Out of the school gate, it is inevitable that the rainy day, I will go to the shopkeeper to wait for my father's "emergency", and then shook his hand and said goodbye. On this day, it was raining again, I still ran there to hide from the rain, only to see the shopkeeper handing an umbrella, saying: "Look, forget it again". I took the umbrella, my heart is full of moving and happy.
The rain hit the ground splashed beautiful raindrops, I was walking, pedestrians were walking, met bouncing little joy ......
-- Tongzhou District Jinjiao Junior High School seven 10 class? Wang Yuhang
Autumn passed, my favorite season - winter came.
Winter, you quietly came, you are so gentle, so loveable, your long skirt feathers fell down, woven into a thick quilt, covered in those fields; you quietly flew, to give those lovely children a happy paradise, so that they are no longer lonely, lonely; you quietly swam over to the unsupported fish knotted up a layer of protection, not to let people's garbage hurt them; you quietly swim over the fish, not to let people hurt them, not to let people hurt them. Do not let people's garbage hurt them; you came flying, chased away the cruel virus in the spring, chased away the hot summer troubles, chased away the crop pests in the fall, so that we ushered in you - the coolness of the winter, the year's joy.
Winter, you are my joy, you are a gentle sister, you cover the earth with your thick, long skirt, to the hibernation of the animals to send quilts, but also to provide me with a more comfortable than spring, summer, fall, more comfortable, more perfect paradise, pile of snowmen, snowball fights, snowball rolling, you give me the joy is really beyond words. You come quietly to earth, turning the hot sun into its own misery and sending fan-like coolness. I love you, Winter, you are my little joy.
-- Tongzhou District Jinjiao Junior High School seven 10 class? Wang Xiyan
As a child, since winter, who warded off the harsh winter for me, was the sweater.
At that time, my mother was a little younger, sometimes give me these sweaters, remember that day. Before going to school again, I picked up my backpack to the downstairs, but my mother chased me up, and shouted, my name, looked back, he took the one as the sun like a sweater, came to me, stroked my head, and I said, the winter weather is cold, wear a sweater more! Said they found the head, to my head set down, slowly wear to the bottom, and picked up the sleeve will be my still tender hands wear in, she gave me to wear a good, patted my shoulders, the smile on his face like the sun general warmth, well, go to school! I went, that day is extraordinarily cold, this is my heart, but extraordinarily joyful and warm.
Even though it was just a little joy and warmth, it was something I couldn't forget. I love you, Winter, and it was you who filled my heart with a little joy.
-- Tongzhou District Jinjiao Junior High School seven 10 class? Qin Xiang
The first year of no evening study, five o'clock or so is when the sun returns to the west, the sky seems to be orange watercolor pigment halo, the whole building is reflected, blood-red sun hangs in the western sky, surrounded by a large area of red, outside the door to go home together with my friends are already waiting for me, the birds return to their nests, out of the classroom, the corridor of the warm yellow sunset and let me stay to look at it more than a few times, the day is about to be in this The end of the day in the twilight ......
People coming and going in front of the school, let me can not help but reverie, the most beautiful but the human fireworks, the ears have blamed the child, why did not test sound, there are parents in groups of three to five to talk about the weather turned cold, there is a call for the child to go home quickly, there is a horn because of traffic jams, the road is far away from the horse rush, people in this sunset Hurried, but constitutes a symphony of life in the evening twilight. Teenagers, dreams should not stop at the heart, more a put into action, such a good scenery and time, how can we not go to cherish grasp? The setting sun dyed red half the sky, cars and guns, I was immersed in this dusk, my little joy, in this sunset, is the fireworks of this world.
-- Tongzhou District Jinjiao Junior High School seven 10 class?
Life, plain and trivial flow, pick up a few scattered in the light of the fine crystal fragments, to play with the small joy, but also a solid satisfaction and joy. So, the waves of the day, there are a few more flavors and feelings.
In my hometown, there was the sound of tricycles in the early hours of the morning, and the tires of the tricycles pressed through the moss-covered stone road, squeaking. The two or three stray cats would jump on the eaves of the house, and the bricks and mortar collided with each other, and the crisp sound broke the silence of the night that had been maintained for a long time. I occasionally can not sleep, so I went out, misty, dark streets, no one, sitting quietly on the bench at the end of the street, the heart inexplicably born a burst of joy, small and fortunate.
Grandpa's yard planted a pomegranate tree, listening to him say it was planted before I was born, and now it has long been pulled out of the sky. The pomegranate tree blossoms in May and soon produces red pomegranates, which I began to pester my grandfather, asking him to help me pick pomegranates. Grandpa moved to the stool, hand carrying a large scissors, trembling climbed on the stool, waved the scissors for me to pick the pomegranate, his slightly cumbersome action makes my eyes red, a kind of pomegranate to move the sweet and sour joy welled up in my heart.
This earthly world, there are countless small joy, they sing and dance in my life, so that my life has a palpable joy. Because life is full of small joy, so we should love life, and with this love to create more small joy, so that the plain and true life, a little more flavor and sentiment.
-- Tongzhou Jinjiao Junior High School, class 7-10?
Like this kind of state: the morning light shines beside me, walking on the path, the roadside light points blowing the faint fragrance of flowers, I walk alone
on the way home, and the fragrance of flowers and passed, the heart is full of joy and pleasure.
The field, wheat and insect song convergence, soil and forest atmosphere mixed, not far from each other, the brook from which the slow flow, through the paddy fields, paddy fields, small loach anonymous in the soil, the summer between the fields of the road, people forget to go back and forth. "Today's wine is drunk today, tomorrow's sorrows come tomorrow's sorrows," Luo Yin did not complain that "life is too short to be less." But joy still comes to earth. All things in this world are wasted, but a little joy is eternal. I live in a beautiful place. Surrounded by green hills, small bridges and rivers, birds and flowers. I once planted the red plum in the yard, which is very tenacious. Even in the cold winter months, he still stood proudly in the snow and wind. I fell into a deep meditation: my implicit and the same as the red plum in bud.
Time flies, like a white horse passing quickly. Now, also the past two years. In my mind, I still keep surfacing those little joys.
I witnessed the tenacity of life, isn't it that little joy?
-- Tongzhou District Jinjiao Junior High School seven 10 class?
Life, in the ordinary and trivial long river of time quietly flowing. Pick up once their own left behind the crystalline fragments, refracted a piece of light, in the dark room, to recall those small joy, is in this mediocre day a little joy. The wind naughtily swept past and the wind chime collided with a full embrace, emitting a string of crisp sounds, such as a young girl's melodious singing voice. From time to time, a few bicycles rode by, their tires squeaking as they pressed through the moss-covered stone path. The noble Persian cat is lying on the balcony "hatch the sun", lazy, spontaneous, cute, let a person's heart out of the water plants, but the green eyes penetrate a wry and dynamic light, it's eyes floating, there is the clarity of the first awakening of the spring water, but also the warmth of the new buds, a blue ripples in the middle of the reflection of the sky and the green space. There is also the silence of heaven and earth, a round of golden celestial body, rolling in the red dust, there are countless small joy. Sprinkled in my memory, but let the years become gentle and beautiful. Time floating, the flow of the year is turning, only that small joy is worth savoring.
-- Tongzhou Jinjiao Junior High School seven 10 class?
In the afternoon, the sun was already in the west, warm sunshine on the earth, the sky is blue, white clouds seem to drink wine, slightly drunken face with pink, orange and yellow gradient light. The bell has already rung, and the entrance to the school is crowded with parents coming to pick up their first-year students.
The students were coming out of the school, eager to go home and relax their bodies and minds after a day of serious study. As the crowds dwindled, I packed my bag in the classroom as the setting sun shone through the windows and reflected beautifully on the desks, podiums, and blackboards.
I was carrying my bag, slowly walking towards the school gate, my mom was already waiting at the gate. When my mom called me out already, she gave me a warm, big smile.
Almost home, the sky is slowly getting darker, the stars and the moon appeared and disappeared, the sun gradually sank and could not be seen. As soon as I arrived home, my cute little brother looked at the door, and his milky laugh drove all my irritation away.
The beautiful scenery, the fragrant dinner, mom's gentle smile, and my brother's cute face are all the little joys in my life.
--Tongzhou District Jinjiao Junior High School, Class VII 10? Zhang Jiarui
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