In the morning, I passed by a neighborhood, the neighborhood entrance and on both sides of some vendors are selling things. Ben passed by there, I inadvertently saw a corn vendor, in front of a dozen corn, while picking corn, while picking out the leaves to the side of a black bag to put, suddenly, my heart appeared a warm question: is it selling things will be put into the garbage in their own black bag to take away? Suddenly I want to see what exactly, they went over, walked around, a row of vendors in the neighborhood, really every vendor has a bag around, load their own leaves, vegetable stalks, fruit leather, etc., vendors selling things, in addition to buy things people bustling, the ground did not see any garbage, did not see anything dirty and messy things.
I can't help but feel a great deal of emotion in my heart, the relationship between hawkers and city management, not discussed here. For the ordinary people, hawkers are not easy, people generally do not like the place of hawkers is, where there are hawkers to sell things, is always dirty, garbage littering, dirty water pouring, a people often have to pass by the trail, by a group of hawkers selling things, is always the road is blocked, piles of garbage. So in people's mind, sometimes they don't like such a scenario so much, but what if it's like the above scenario? Every hawker, consciously clean up the garbage, consciously maintain the place where they can make a living, consciously, really for the community, for the people to provide convenient, inexpensive and good quality things? For my part, I would especially like it, for one thing, it's convenient, and for another, it's better value than the supermarket, and it's fresh. What's not to like.
When vendors know how to take care of the environment and maintain their own place to raise a family, this is a kind of progress. At least this can get the neighborhood around the people like. Sell happy, buy also happy. Moved at the same time, I can not help but send out this question: we, maintenance of our *** with the business environment? If there is no maintenance, we will go where? Where to go
Help write a beautiful article on Jung Su Jing ~ thank you! (Word count in more than 100 words)The annual animal race will begin, the bear and the kangaroo to participate in the race, to them to race, the two bullet-like from the starting point straight to the finish line, but the kangaroo, running very fast, all of a sudden to the small
bear to get rid of the kangaroo running, a little bit tired of him to look behind the shadow of the bear can not be seen to want to sleep a little bit of sleep at this time the bear while running and think of the tortoise and the hare race. thought of the story of the tortoise and the hare race, think of algebra and this
so fast, surely like the hare sleeps like it I'm a little slower, run not in a hurry but he never thought that the kangaroo not only did not stop, but instead, like an arrow running straight to the finish line, and finally won the championship
help amount to write an essay on the description of the food vendors about 100 thank you.
Apartment downstairs every evening there are some vendors selling vegetables, although the variety of vegetables is not very rich, but home vegetables can be bought downstairs, but also convenient. Time is long, and these vendors are familiar with each other, there is a tacit understanding, such as buying tofu I always buy as long as half a catty, every time I stood in front of the stall to find the wallet, the old lady asked not to ask has been weighed to a good half a catty, and I never ask the price in advance, she did not raise the price.
I also buy food from familiar faces. I thought this is good, do not have to bargain, and do not have to worry about being cheated, save heart and trouble. A middle-aged woman's food is what I often buy. She is very enthusiastic about selling vegetables, greeting you from a distance, and when she talks to you, she stares at you with unblinking eyes and is very sincere. But she had a habit of adding a sentence after weighing the vegetables: "I'll add a little to make up two dollars." But she never said how many pounds after adding this point. More often than not, I was a little strange. Once I asked, "How much is this? She said one catty and three taels. Is a catty and three taels two dollars? I was a little hesitant. She stared at me sincerely with her eyes and said yes, I will not lie to you, often buy groceries old customers. I heard also, plus there was no good habit of using the brain, and did not count carefully, carrying the dishes on the go. Walking on the road, or could not help but count, found that she charged me more than 10 cents. I thought maybe she had miscalculated. The next day, I deliberately went to buy her vegetables again, and it was still the same situation. I didn't say anything, but I haven't bought her food since.
Help write an essay on What's Me in 400 words or more Thank you
Happy Me
What is happiness? Some people say it's having a limousine, some say it's having endless money, and others say that happiness is fancy clothes and food, but my happiness comes from family and friendship.
Back home from school, it is hard to finish homework, feel so tired, a *** sit on the chair. "Milk is cooked, drink it while it's hot!" Mom's voice rings in the ear, followed by a strong smell of milk came to my nose, I greedily sniffed, tasted a mouthful, so sweet! So, like a wolf pouncing on food, a bowl full of milk quickly to the bottom, feel much more comfortable, physical and mental fatigue suddenly disappeared without a trace, the milk contained in the mother's love to make it even more delicious. At this moment, I feel so happy! As if I am the happiest person in the world. Oh, happiness is affection.
The test failed, frustrated me towards the painting training course, suddenly, the shoulder suffered a heavy blow, looked up, it was "Tinkerbell cat" and "soda crackers", face barely squeeze out a smile. "Soda crackers" said "a test failed all right, look at me, not also failed it, continue to work hard on the line, come on! Look at my first avatar!" I looked at it with great anticipation, what was it? It's a native African! Half of his face was blackened, and the remaining half was scarred by messy lines, but he was quite proud of his drawing. I was instantly infected by her emotions, so happy that I couldn't straighten my back, said: "Not as good as me, I originally thought that my work, such as the "African refugees", is the worst, but I didn't realize that there are people who are even better than me!" "Haha! Haha!" Several people laughed into a ball and walked out of the drawing room, their mood was already too good to be true. The blue sky has become extraordinarily bright, the air has become extraordinarily fresh, in short, everything seems so smooth to me at this time. Oh, happiness is friendship.
Back home, my parents did not blame, but with me to analyze the reasons for the test, and sent words of encouragement, my father patted me on the shoulder and said: "Our Yu Xinnan IQ is so high, the test is not good, but also on the Harvard!" I felt happy beyond words.
Happiness, does not necessarily have to be accompanied by money, as long as there is affection and friendship, you will also certainly become happy!
Happiness of my
Spring is here, light steps on the cobblestone paved path, the atmosphere is the damp breath of the hairy rain that passed by last night, gently caressing those who are scrambling to absorb the dewdrops ready to burst into bloom the flower bones, put your nose on the smell of taste ah! Really fragrant, taste the honey, ah! It's so sweet, is happiness also the flavor of this honey? Sweet enough to make people linger?.......
Happiness is sweet:
After school, I flew on my bike, stumbled open the door, and shouted out my usual as soon as I saw my mom's mantra: "I'm hungry!"
Mom smiled helplessly with a slight grumble, "Really, that's the same line every time, can't you say something else?"
Said, mom walked up the road, I was puzzled, what is mom going to do ah? After a while, the sound of mom's footsteps, I saw my mom with a bowl in front of me, I came close to see, hey! Canned fruit: "Mom you made this?!" "Well, taste it, it's only made of apples and strawberries, you first point to replenish some tonic, I'll cook for you here."
I can not wait to hold up a big mouth sound, a mouthful of soup down, I wiped my mouth: "really sweet ah!"
I have never said thank you to my mom in this regard, I just think that it is too polite for people like me is a kind of bondage, but now, I rushed to the bowl of canned food, said "thank you" mom, this kind of person is only she to give people, and no one has ever given her so willingly. This sweet happiness, I like.
Happiness is sour:
At that time, the first to come, our family only temporarily live in a small house, no heating, only rely on the stove life, that winter, my father went on a business trip, only I and my mother to live, that winter, it is really cold, I rushed home after school, want to warm up warm, open the door, the house of the smoke choked me to open my eyes, I pushed open the false kitchen door, only to see my mother squatting on the stove, and then I saw my mom, she was in the kitchen, and then I saw my mom, I saw my mom, and then I saw my mom. I pushed open the door of the hidden kitchen, only to see my mother squatting next to the stove, unskilled hooks to put coal into the stove, because the hooks are difficult to make, mom simply grabbed with her hands until they are put in, patted her hands, stood up, saw me, wiped his forehead in the cold winter would not have been possible to have sweat, smiled
: "Yo, back, why are you standing around?
It's a good thing that I'm not a big fan of this.
I was pushed to the kang by my mother, with a hand touching the resistance, really good hot ah, sitting on the kang I just thought, before this kind of rough work is dad alone to do, now, dad is not around, are mom a person to carry up, think about it, the heart of the sour, the throat feel something can't swallow, it is difficult to breathe, dropped a few drops of tears. Mom saw a panic sitting next to wipe the tears: "How come, how to come, which just came back how to cry, is not someone in the class bullied ah, how to say cry on the cry ah, see you have no talent like."
I hugged my mom and choked, "Mom...
I hugged my mom and choked and said, "Mom, thank you."
Mom froze for a moment, and then stroked my head
It turned out that there is also such a bitter happiness, this happiness, I also like.
Happiness this thing, how difficult to understand, happiness, sweet, sour, there will also be bitter, spicy, salty, happiness in life, we all often do not pay attention to it, and this kind of happiness, is the best happiness.
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Help to write a composition Title "CHANGES" Words 200-300.Thank you.高考英语作文Changes in Our Life
over the past enty years or so, great changes have taken place in our life. take my family for example.
my
Over the past enty years or so, great changes have taken place in our life. take my family for example.
My parents contacted others mainly by sending them letters in the past but now we call long distance at home. and once my parents listened to the radio for news and other information. but now we get the news by watching tv. another big change is in my living conditions. When they got married about enty years ago, my parents lived in a *** all room crowded with furniture. but now we have moved into a big new three-room apartment. in short, our life has bee fortable and convenient. convenient.
Please write an essay of 800 words or more in 'Rarely Missed-', please!Rarely missed
Life chihuahua smoke fall, a few look back, remembered the soul of the feet.
Not a few sorrows, this is also how to enjoy, drunk a thousand rivers.
write a composition Our family (500 words or more)Look, our family, there are hard-working father, mother, love beautiful sister, naughty and mischievous brother, and a different me.
Mom washes and cooks for us every day. Mom is also very thrifty, and will leave the leftovers for the neighbors' chicks and ducks to eat, unlike some people who pour it out directly and waste food. Dad goes out early and comes home late every day, his skin is very dark,, because he is a construction engineer, every day in the hot sun shuttle. The teachers' dormitory building in our school was built by dad, it's awesome, right?
My sister loves to be beautiful. She has a dozen pairs of high heels and one or two sets of clothes. Jewelry, earrings, necklaces, not to mention. Every time before she goes out, she always tries on several sets of clothes, changing them around, one set after another, and before long, the bed is full of her clothes, and it's not until she turns around and realizes that all of her clothes are already on the bed that it's time for her to stop.
However, my sister had a quirk, which was that she didn't like to wear dresses, a result of her big personality, I guess! Her skin is very dark, totally inherited from my dad's genes.
My younger brother is very naughty, nothing to do all day. He likes to bully the girls in his class and gossip about them, such as "you're a pig" and "you're a rice bucket", which makes the girls angry, even to the point of tears.
Unusually for me, I like to play games. In the eyes of my father, mother and sister is very childish. "Playing house" is the game I play most often, take the sand as a meal, pick the leaves as vegetables, make clothes for dolls, cooking, making shoes, and even bathing, washing hair, fun ah!
I, there is another advantage, when everyone comes to my home, see me always say to my mom and dad, "your daughter is very beautiful ah!" I always smile slightly, in fact, the heart has long been happy flowers.
Look, this is our family. Hard-working mom and dad, beautiful sister, naughty and mischievous brother, plus a different me. Such a home is very happy, very happy, I love my family!
Please help me write a primary school, to graduate writing essay, word count 500 words or more, thank you!I grew up with my alma mater
In the blink of an eye, I am already a student in the graduating class of elementary school. I think the days of learning in the alma mater are numbered, the heart really gave birth to a kind of reluctance to part with the emotion.
Six years ago, when I was a freshly backpacked first-grade student, the school was still only a branch, the elementary school only a building, only six classes, teaching equipment is not good. Although the teaching building was just built, the classrooms were spacious and bright enough, but at that time there was neither voice classroom nor electrified classroom, as for the microcomputer room is not even dare to think of things. The next year, when I entered the second grade, the school built a new building and expanded the number of classes to eight. Subsequently, each class was equipped with a projector and a big screen, so I didn't have to worry about not being able to read the words written on the teacher's blackboard. By the time I was in third grade, the school had built a nature lab, a speech room, and a reading room. It was very new for us to have classes in specialized classrooms. Especially in the voice room for English lessons, the effect was really good. Of course, the many instruments in the nature lab were a real eye-opener for us. When I entered the fourth grade, it was even more impressive! The school at once purchased dozens of computers, the establishment of a large microcomputer room. I (original address: lspjy./thread-188450-2-1.) We are also really lucky, the schedule is arranged twice a week microcomputer class it. When we walked into the computer room for the first time, the excitement was indescribable. We sat in front of the computer, hands touching the keyboard, proud to be the school's first computer students and feel.
In the following year, the school has established a new modern teaching facilities complete electrification classroom, the installation of a complete set of equipment heard to be tens of thousands of it. Our teachers often take us to class there, the computer multimedia courseware, to bring us to a very God Qi world: we sometimes soar in the blue sky; sometimes in the sea breaking waves; sometimes in the Great Wall on the walk; sometimes in the Li River on the boat ...... textbooks as if they were right next to us. We learned a lot of knowledge in a relaxed and pleasant scene.
Year by year, the school is constantly expanding, the students are constantly increasing. When I was in fifth grade, the school was renamed "Changfu Center Elementary School? ". During these years, our school won many high awards in various competitions at all levels. Now, a new teaching complex is under construction, and it looks like it will be completed soon.
I grew up, my alma mater is also growing day by day!
To "( ) flavor " as the title, write a beautiful article. The word count is more than 300 words.
The taste of autumn
Autumn is the most beautiful and gentle, but also surprisingly short, I do not know if it is because of the feeling of beautiful things easily pass away, always just feel the warmth of it when it has gone. Just always in the seams of the season, trying to sniff, hoping to chase its trail at the earliest.
Since the days of the temperature is really pleasant, occasionally the wind can touch the warm feeling, is the taste of autumn, light as the spring green shoots spread inadvertently, only afraid to look back again, has been green. I like autumn, because autumn is golden yellow, not like the spring sand, summer dazzling, winter cold, Beijing's autumn is the best season, the sky is clear, clean and warm. Occasionally look at the sky, there is a kind of restrained imagination, seems to be able to see through the blue barrier, can walk far away from the clouds. It is such a vast, such a frank, removed the summer makeup, but lined with another flavor.
If it is said that the fall, it is the season of all things withered, but the leaves fall on whether or not there is no harm. Favorite tree of golden yellow, colorful fall, needless to say, as for that full of leaves, step on the crunchy all the way down, is all the way to the music. Fine willow leaves can not resist the temptation to start a piece of a piece of flipping, such as the dance of the elves began to pirouette, slowly slowly, occasionally jumping a little, lovely. Chrysanthemums should also bloom, to meet the arrival of the Chongyang Festival, followed by the Mid-Autumn Festival, I do not know, the original fall so many reunion festivals, only to say, but I wish people long.
So alone beautiful, not the end, is a new beginning, began to wait for the spring again.
To "tears as the theme of writing an essay, words in 300 words or more
A year has passed, mixed with a touch of sadness, but also full of a little pride. 2008, this extraordinary year, in the vast river of Chinese history, carved an indelible page.
January 25, the cold wind is still blowing, the spring girl seems to have dozed off, let the abominable winter delayed to leave. When you wake up in the morning, you will be disappointed to see that the snow is still falling. This snow to the land of China more than covered with a thin layer of quilt, the once-in-a-century frost also raged up. This snowstorm, resulting in transportation, supplies, people, a large number of crops frostbite, to the people's lives and property threat. However, the strong Chinese people came through. 2008, this cold season ah ......
"5?12", this is a memorable day. At that moment the mountains shook, that moment touched the heart of how many people, that moment let how many people shed tears of sadness, how many people with their own lives into a strong iron shield, with their own flesh and blood to exchange for that a live life. Earthquake mercilessly on earth there is love. The party and *** quickly responded, the children of China have extended a helping hand, volunteers risked their lives from the four corners of the motherland to the disaster area, for the reconstruction of the disaster area to contribute to their own strength.
I still remember a mother who spent that dark time with her child under the rubble, leaving a text message on her deathbed: "Child, if you are still alive, mom wants you to be strong." Those who have been sleeping underground hope that those who are alive can forget their sorrows, can dry their tears, and can live well. Now we can be so happy life, should not be more cherish their lives?2008, this tearful season ah ......
August 8, 2008 8:08 pm, this historic moment, the Chinese people will not forget. This is the day to fulfill our 100-year Olympic dream. The opening ceremony of the percussion, scroll, song and dance performances of the Chinese nation's 5,000 years of culture together in front of the eyes of the world. When the applause sends the Chinese flag to the blue sky, we all feel proud and proud of this. Olympic athletes either failed or succeeded, but they all tried their best. They failed to sad when we feel sorry for them, they succeeded when we are proud of laughter. Their sweat for China has achieved great glory. 51 gold medals, ah, behind how many hard years, have been turned into a proud Chinese heart. 2008, this brilliant season ah ......
Memories of 2008, I for the cold winter disaster heartbreaking, but also for the winter warmth of the human touch; I for the earthquake in the lives lost. I am sorry for the lives lost in the earthquake, but also for the unity of the Chinese nation's spirit of encouragement; I am excited about the fierce competition in the Olympic Games, but also for the rising five-star red flag and proud.
2008, the tears and laughter intertwined with the year ah!