This morning, Auntie had to go out and let me be the "nanny" of Siyong for half a day.
Sirong is my aunt's baby son, less than three years old, white and fat, small hands and feet are full of meat, a bunch of piles, the appearance is very cute. The most amusing thing is that his speech, lisp, often "language out of shock", a few days down the line I have been "translation masters" ah.
When my aunt left, Si Rong was still sleeping, so I went to the living room to do my summer homework. I have not yet done a few, I heard Si Rong in the room "mom ...... mom ......" cried out. I quickly ran over to try to "wait" for him to get up, but he refused to recognize it and stayed in bed, tossing and turning to ask for his mother. I kindly coaxed a long time, and finally put my favorite "deformation of gold steel" to him, he stopped crying, sitting on the bed to dismantle my "deformation of gold steel" to.
After a while, he threw the already unrecognizable "deformed gold steel" to the corner of the bed, and said to me with dancing arms: "The goose wants to drink the slippery tired." "Slippery" means "milk". I ran to the kitchen to bring milk, and he grinned from ear to ear, grabbed it and sucked it. After half of the bottle of milk had gone into his stomach, Si Rong didn't want to eat it anymore and threw the bottle of milk on the ground. I couldn't stop him in time, and the milk drew a white map of China on the ground. "Aiya, why are you throwing it around! I really can't do anything about you!" I just had to go find a mop to mop the floor. Siyong even laughed in triumph.
I was busy mopping the floor when Si Rong gave me another "order" in that childish, unclear tone of voice: "Fine washing machine, fine washing machine ......." "Washing machine? How can I use the washing machine to wash the dirty floor! Stupid!" I said in a bad mood. "Fine clothes machine!" Si Yung was still shouting. "Isn't it a toy? I don't have a washing machine toy." Little Siyong was shaking her head and flinging her hands again, and looked like she was on the verge of crying. "Then say it more clearly!" I was getting a little anxious too. "Fine - clothes machine, electric fine! I want to see the fine clothes machine." "Electrofine? ...Electric Fine...it's a TV, right!" I slapped my head and realized, "Want to watch Journey to the West, Monkey King, right?" "Well, Akong, Akong ......" I carried him to the living room and asked, "What channel?" "Fine channel." This I understand, open the TV press to channel 4, really great! Sure enough, it was "Journey to the West"! I threw him a small steamed bun, and he ate it while dancing and watching it. I was relieved and continued to do my homework. After a while, I suddenly realized that there was no sound of Si Rong's voice, and when I turned my head to look at him, he had fallen asleep with his head tilted.
As soon as Auntie came back, I eagerly complained to her, "Auntie, it's not easy to be your 'nanny' for that 'little rascal'!" I put the half-day experience and aunty said, aunty a moment to praise me smart and capable, a moment to "scold" Si Rong naughty and naughty, happy to laugh all the time.
After this incident, I finally realized how hard it was for my mother to bring me up when I was young! In the future, I want to learn to be more understanding, less angry with my mother, and do what I can do myself to reduce my mother's burden.
My hometown in ****, where the fruit can be rich, there are apples, grapes, walnuts, jujubes, of which my favorite is the apple.
In the spring of March, fine rain like silk, an upright apple tree is full of beautiful and moving flowers. Pink petals, yellow stamens, very nice. One by one, a cluster, blooming so lush, attracting countless beautiful butterflies, but also attracted a lot of passers-by. Some passers-by stopped to admire, some picked flowers to dress themselves, and some photography, passers-by breathed in the intoxicating fragrance of flowers. The apple orchard is full of laughter.
In April, the apple trees, full of spring rain, stretched out a small green hand. When the breeze passes by, a small hand swaying, as if to greet you.
The apple blossom gradually faded, the apple tree mother "gave birth" to a small green apple. The apple tree mother tightly embraced those who have not matured "little babies" for fear that they will fall down.
Autumn came, a variety of fruits are beginning to ripen, apples are like a red lantern hanging all over the branches, the thick branches of the tree bent waist. Fruit farmers uncle to a "red lantern" picked into the basket, box, with a large truck to all parts of the country. It's been another good year, and the farmers are all smiles.
I love my hometown, and I love the apple orchards in my hometown!
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This afternoon, all of us in grades 2 to 6 had a weeding labor.
Our task was to pull up the grass in the open space in front of the North Building building. There were only about a dozen small trees in this open space, and the rest was full of weeds. But the students were very happy when they saw this overgrown wasteland. Because today's task wasn't much compared to the patch of grass we were responsible for yesterday.
It was time to start pulling weeds. Some students acted very crazy, like an evil wave, grabbing a handful of east, west, that look, don't mention how horrible; some play while pulling, a few minutes before pulling a piece of grass. Huh? How come there are still people with scythes in their hands? That must be for pulling grass. "Come and invest!" The "grass collectors" came! Students put all the grasses they pulled into the "parcel" of the "grass collector", and some of them even said, "This is the 'thousand-year ginseng'! I'll give it to you for free." "The grass collectors carried their own "packages" and dumped the "treasures" into the garbage bins, and then came back to collect the grass. It was a hilarious scene.
In a short while, the grass was pulled out. Looking at the clean ground, although the students' hands are stained with dirt, but everyone is very happy.
Today, on a sunny day, my father took my sister and me to Jiujiang Park.
Take the bus to the bridge, where flowers and trees are planted, clusters of green leaves set off a flower of all colors, come to the bridge, the bridge is like a long dragon lying across the river, many cars are driving fast on the bridge.
Come to the park, the park is picturesque, mesmerizing, spacious fountain, blue waves, beautiful small stone bridge straight through the lake in the pavilion, sometimes there are people playing chess in the pavilion.
Come to the lake, my father rented us an electric boat, our boat floats on the lake like a log, I put my hand into the water, my whole body feels refreshing, my sister is also naughty fluttering with the water. My hand on the rudder, the boat in my hands as if driving a pony, light and tame from the bright crystal wave jumping head up. Suddenly a sharp brake, it turned out that the boat was entangled in the fish net, Dad hurriedly shifted the boat forward gear into reverse gear, and then the boat gently swayed from side to side, after a while, the boat finally escaped from the net. It was time for us to rent a boat.
We continued to play, came to the trampoline, there are many children on it excitedly jumping and jumping, lively like a little monkey. I was attracted, immediately and my sister climbed up and play with them, we jumped and jumped on it like a happy little white rabbit. I also met many new friends inside, we drilled together in the palace-like house, and rode tigers, elephants, horses, and played the warping board. We played with everything in there.
Time went by so fast, and in the blink of an eye it was afternoon, so we reluctantly went home.
One day, I was reading an extracurricular book with great interest.
Suddenly, my mom asked me loudly, "Honghong, what are you reading? Is it the language 'One Practice Per Lesson', or the math 'Synchronized Practice'?" After saying that, she came over again, and suddenly, she exclaimed as if she had discovered a new continent, "Why are you reading this kind of book? Hurry up and make this kind of book disappear, or I'll make it turn into pieces!" I knew my mom's temper, she dared to do something. But I still pleaded with my mom, "Mom, this is not an ordinary book, it is Childhood written by Gorky. Besides, I borrowed this book from a classmate, you can't mess with it." "I don't care about your Gorky or Loworky. It's almost time for the exam, you don't look at the synchronized exercises and one exercise per lesson, but read this kind of book, you disappoint me too much." After saying that, he came to grab my book again. I quickly picked up the book and ran upstairs, until I hid the book to be relieved to come downstairs to accept my mother's education ......
Mom, I really want to say to you: please understand me. Review is really important, but extracurricular books are also important! Teachers often want us to read some extracurricular books to broaden our horizons and supplement the knowledge we can't learn in the classroom. But you want me to read synchronized exercises and one exercise per lesson all day long.
The other day, my mom bought me a copy of <<Cao Cao>>, because I like history books, especially stories about historical figures, so it took me less than a week to read this ****209-page book.
When we mention Cao Cao, people can't help but think of his sinister laughter and all his evil deeds. However, since I read this book, I realized that Cao Cao had many advantages, such as: Cao Cao broke the standard of appointing officials according to their rank since the end of the Han Dynasty; he was able to seek out and visit talented people; and he was able to make up for his own shortcomings by taking advantage of other people's strengths in the war.------
My team leader, I was also very inspired, and I learned to learn the principle of making up for the shortcomings of the strengths of other people and I knew quite a lot of historical knowledge. Finally, I would like to remind everyone, in the future, do not say Cao Cao is a white-faced traitor, that is some old-fashioned views, Cao Cao is a great man, we even in some places to learn from him! If you have time, please read Cao Cao's poem, "The Short Song of Songs", and perhaps you too will recognize Cao Cao's eagerness for talent.
Today at noon, there was a rainstorm in my house, and it was caused by something as trivial as a nap. I am the main character of this "rainstorm".
After lunch, I opened the computer, excitedly ready to surf the Internet, mom saw it urged me to go to nap. I heard can be impatient: "sleep, sleep, you know sleep!" "Sleep, sleep, you just know sleep!" "I want you to sleep, it's all for your own good!" Mom was also a little angry. But mom's words I can not listen to a word, and mom and talk back, caused a storm. In the end, I couldn't help but cry.
Afterward, when I thought about what happened, I felt quite sorry. Mom's words do make sense, sleep deprivation will not only affect your health, but also affect your studies. I shouldn't have been so unreasonable as to talk back to my mom.
Sunday morning, I got up early and strolled through the streets of Li-Cheng to enjoy the pleasant scenery of the city in the morning.
Walking on the street, I looked to the east and saw a ray of sunshine through the thin clouds, sprinkled on the earth, sprinkled on people's faces, and put a layer of gold on everyone's hair, as if the sunshine is going to give everyone a laurel crown. At the same time, I felt the freshness of the morning, there was no hustle and bustle in my ears, no ticking of car horns, only the morning breeze whispering in my ears, blowing my somewhat disheveled hair for me.
People running in the morning are enjoying the natural beauty gifted by nature as they run leisurely. Seeing such a scene, I also heartfelt yearning, can not help but join the morning running team. Running, in front of a "bright landscape", in a square by the roadside, there are dozens of old aunts wearing red clothes, holding a flower fan, smiling, waving their hands and twisting their waists, dancing in the morning breeze, it looks like they are very happy. The crowd stopped to watch, some of them also move "martial arts", it seems that they also want to be in its "realm".
Morning, how many people want to go to the time, fresh air, beautiful scenery, leisurely state of mind, I was y moved by it, and I remembered the teacher taught a sentence: a day's plan is in the morning. I think, in the future, every Sunday morning to get up early, go out and stroll, into the environment, into the community, from the morning to a better tomorrow.
Whenever I see big brothers and sisters skating freely and carefree on the ice rink, there is always a feeling of envy that comes to my mind. How comfortable they are ah, some smooth skating, some inverted skating, and some while drinking a drink, while open arms, as if the lightness of the swallows soaring in the air. And I, I can only stupidly stay on the sidelines looking at looking ......
One day in the summer vacation, my cousin came to my house, he dragged me to the side, mysteriously said: "Let's go to ice skating how"? "Really? Great!" I excitedly agreed, and in my heart I was worried that I would fall on all fours and make a joke.
We went to the skating rink, bought tickets, and put on skates. My brother told me the essentials of skating: "The body is slightly tilted forward, the legs bent down a little bit ......," my brother said while making a demonstration, but how I did not dare to move half a step. So my brother and hold my hand, slowly backward, and I clutched my brother's hand, mouth also muttered: "You can not let go ah!" My brother saw this and said angrily, "You can't learn by always relying on me." I hurriedly said, "No, don't." My brother let go. I backed up a few steps and grabbed the handrail again, refusing to let go, while moving my pace like a grandmother walking. When my brother saw this, he glared at me and said, "How can you learn if you are so timid?" I blushed and thought: I'm not some stupid kid, I must be brave. Thinking of this, I once again mustered up the courage to learn from my brother's kind of skating up. Who knows did not slip a few steps "pop" a fall in the right, I rubbed the raw pain in the buttocks, climbed up, continue to slip up. My brother was cheering for me. Gradually, gradually, I seem to find the feeling, the more skating the more bold, the more skating the smoother, happy brother straight to praise me: "sister, you're great! You can learn faster than I can."
Now, my skating posture can be beautiful.
I can't help but have to laugh when I think about what I just did.
When school just ended, I jogged home because I got to watch ten minutes of TV today. It was only ten minutes, but I was going to cherish it.
When I got to the door, I put my hand in my neck to get my keys, like I always do. However, I couldn't find it. I thought: it must be in the book bag, I put my hand into the book bag again, rummage around, but still can not find. I was so anxious, my mom would be angry if I lost the key. No, never let mom be angry.
Oh, I forgot, I was playing with Sun Yun for a while in front of the school, I must have dropped the keys there. I ran back to the school and searched for half a day in the place where we played, but I still couldn't find it. I was as anxious as a hot pot on the ants back all sweat, itching anxious, I scratched, touched a hard thing turned out to be the key, I was just about to get angry on the face of a smile.
Returning home, I told my mom about this incident, and my mom laughed her head off. Children, if you personally experience this matter, will you also laugh?
Today, I went to Foshan with my mom and my aunt.
When we came to Foshan, first of all, we came to Ancestral Temple Road. The streets of Ancestral Temple Road were busy and crowded with cars and pedestrians. However, although this place is prosperous, but the air is too bad. The exhaust fumes from the cars, the roadside clothing stores in order to attract attention to the decoration of the wooden tiles of the paint smell, unpleasant, really makes people physically and mentally irritable.
Then we came to the old street prairie road. This street on the ancient trees, trees, pedestrians are rare, the air is fresh, really refreshing. A breeze blew, the leaves of the verdant trees on the roadside swayed slightly. People will feel refreshed when they look at them. Roadside of a cheap clothing stores, boutiques, decorated with simple natural, does not seem excessive, chic and exquisite and pleasing to the eye.
There are only two roads, and they are so different! One road is heavily polluted with commercial odors and exhaust fumes, while the other road is fresh air and pure nature. Isn't this all the work of our human hands? Dear people, before Mother Earth becomes totally desperate, wake up! From now on, cherish every drop of water around you, every piece of green around you, every handful of soil around you, every beautiful environment around you, every fragrance around you, every joyful bird cry around you, and every free fish around you. In a word, cherish all the beautiful things that nature has given to human beings! From today onwards, in order that we can have this environment of birds and flowers, in order that our children and grandchildren can still have it. Learn to cherish every piece of beautiful and pleasing green color! Is this OK?
Sick!