-- Dong Shi's New Biography
I, Dong Shi, am also known for my ugliness in the history of the world. But for thousands of years, I have been living a very depressed, very unhappy ah!
It is said that since that year and that day, I studied the neighbor's beauty Xishi frowning heart, sick and crooked look, was ridiculed by the people of the time, but also the original idiom "Dong Shi effect knit the brows" given to me, I can not go out of the house, all day with tears. (However, even though I didn't think about tea or food, I didn't lose weight.) I just don't understand, Xishi sick like that, stinky men are I see compassion, great mercy and manly heroic feelings it. As for me, I only studied and imitated a little, why did I arouse so much discontent and sarcasm? I know, because I was born with an ugly face, and I was so depressed! I can't help but blame my parents' carelessness and God's injustice. God must have gone out of his way when he created me, or else why are my five senses so rough and misplaced!
I must settle the score with God! Strong thoughts took over my mind, and I decided to do whatever it took to find God to judge and get back everything I had lost!
After waiting for thousands of years, I finally took the manned spacecraft "Shenzhou 10" to fly into space, and flew to God's "Palace of Happiness". God's home is not generally beautiful, difficult to describe with ink! Although I am jealous and envious, but also have no intention to stay, straight to the "Hall of Ultimate Bliss" to go. Who is that old man sitting in the garden with his eyes closed? He is God! So, I straighten clothes, went up, coughed, said: "God old man, you also leisurely ah! Why don't you go to the people to see how they suffer? I, Dong Shi, because of your negligence, grew into this appearance, suffered a lot of people's eyes and ridicule, you have to do for me ah!" Said, can not help but be sad, tears stained my lapel. God opened his eyes and looked at me with a smile, listening to me. After my accusations, he slowly spoke, "My poor child, for so many years, you live in the eyes of the crowd, you lost yourself, and at the same time, weaving self-binding prison, you have never found their own strengths and glittering points from yourself!" Then God slowly said, "Everything is born in the world and has its own value. You see, in this garden, the grass is not as beautiful as the flowers, but without the grass, the beauty of the flowers would not come out. You, do not imitate others, do not envy others, quickly out of this small world of self, find your strengths and advantages, to help others, to serve the world, you will reap the people deserve the love and respect! After saying that, God waved his sleeve, and closed his eyes to go.
I listened to God's words, froze there ......
After returning from God, I reflected on myself and examined myself. I, with a robust body, there is plenty of strength, so I finished the work of their own fields, but also to help the neighbor, Grandma Lee's house a hand; I, with a melodious singing voice, singing, both pleasure themselves, but also to the labor of the people with the joy of enjoyment, ah, I also went on the stage of the Avenue of the Stars; I, with a bright eye, I do the women's red, embroidered flowers can attract butterflies to flit, shortlisted for the International Grand Prize ......
Haha, I smile and mouth often open, I went out of the small world of self, by the various media interviews, I am no longer synonymous with ugly, I am the embodiment of individuality, the representative of the new era of women.
On this day, I received a greeting card from heaven: "You are my favorite - Angel of Dong Shi, congratulations!"
Famous teacher comments:
After reading this masterpiece of the examination room, let a person can not help but to cover the volume of deep thought, it is worth savoring.
This essay adopts the new story method to express the topic, can not be said to be the small author of a bold innovation, and is successful. The article through the familiar "Dongshi knitting knitting knitting" story as an entry point, weaving Dongshi because of the ugly look and distress and indignation, so that to find God to question, and then by God's enlightenment and inspiration, introspection of their own, out of the small world of the self-bound, realize the value of life story, image vividly elaborated on the topic of the connotation of the expression. The story is a vivid illustration of what the topic is all about. The author travels through time and space, imagining strange, using the story without falling into a pattern (the image of God is not sacred but very humane); the author is good at laying out the details, trying hard to render Dong Shi's distress and injustice, to build up momentum for the following changes in the plot. Article language, such as "original", "beauty", "Shenzhou 10" and other humor and vivid, very rich in the characteristics of the times.
2 2009 Anhui Province in the midterm essay questions comments and model: between teachers and students Mom gave birth to me soon after the divorce with my father, mom left, dad also went out to work. I could only live in my grandmother's house. So the most unforgettable thing in my life, besides my grandmother's love, is my teachers, who not only taught me knowledge, but also cared about my life, paid attention to my mood, and taught me the truth of being a human being.
Take last year for example, I had an unforgettable incident with the teacher who taught our language class.
Her surname is Yu, and she has a pair of very bright, big, dark, clear eyes. That day, after her class, the students went to the multimedia room to take pictures, everyone is crowded in front, I can not squeeze them, back in the door, turned my head and saw standing in the corridor of Ms. Yu. I smiled and walked up, and she smiled back, pulling me into her office to chat.
I remember clearly that day, not only did I talk to her about my family situation and my recent studies, but she also talked to me about her childhood past and encouraged me.
She said, "When I was a child, my family was not rich. My father worked in the mine, and the whole family depended on him to support their lives. But then there was an accident, and my father and my uncle and more than 200 of their fellow workers died in the mine. At that time I was in junior high school, you think, I heard such news will be how, the beginning of those months always in tears, and then I understand, more hardworking and thrifty, study harder, because I know that I am different from other students, often in the dark and damp little house to study until late at night ......"
"Did you get into college?" I asked urgently.
She smiled and said very gently, "If I didn't get in, how can I be your teacher today?"
I realized that my question was childish and rubbed my hands together and went on to listen to Ms. Yu's story.
"Later, I graduated from college, and found an object, is to teach your math teacher Qi. But after more than three years of marriage, there are no children." Mr. Yu frowned and sighed repeatedly.
"Did you see a doctor?" I asked softly.
"Looked. I got it from when I was in high school, and the doctor said I got it from the cold."
I looked at her, held her hand, and said to her, "Ms. Yu, I want to be your daughter, do you think it's okay?"
Ms. Yu happily said to me, "Yes, this is a secret between the two of us." I was especially happy that day, and walked out of Mr. Yu's office and rushed into the midst of my classmates.
After that, in this half semester, I listened more attentively to her lectures. Ms. Yu really treats me as if I were her daughter, and her warm notes are often sandwiched in the composition book. Soon, the secret leaked out, and the one who leaked out was no one else but Ms. Yu. It was her birthday, and she told me herself. I drew her a picture symbolizing happiness and inscribed a poem of my own blessing next to it. I could tell she was very happy, and right after the lesson, she smiled and exclaimed to the class, "Next week, whoever has a birthday, I will reward him/her as a mom."
Later, when my birthday came, she bought me a set of study utensils and a dictionary, which was very thoughtful of her. I don't know where she found out about my birthday, and what's more, it wasn't just me who had a birthday that week, but also three of my classmates. Naturally, Ms. Yu bought them the same gift. Ms. Yu didn't think of them as her own children, did she? I thought about it for a long time afterward, as if I was a bit jealous. But the teacher's kindness and compassion still moved me for a long time.
Brief Comments
This article is quite distinctive in its approach to writing, first of all, the opening part is enough to produce a compelling power to read the article. Secondly, the content of the article is touching, the selected material is a small piece of life, but in the small author's pen but seems to be delicious. The language of the article is also very simple, read this article, such as listening to the small author on the side of the talk, softly recounting the mysterious past, sound into the ear. 3 shore? The flow of water?
I love the "rapid arrows, fierce waves if running" that dance of strength, driving my youthful mind;
I think "small bridges and flowing water" that wanderer's nostalgia, pulling my young thoughts, strumming my soul homesickness
I realize that "the sunrise of the river flowers like fire, the spring of the river is as green as blue" that silence, that peace, caressing my young arrogant ideas, give me a calm thought.
Standing in the mountains, think of that rushing water. The water in the mountains, called waterfalls, like roaring lions, majestic; water on the plains called rivers, like dancing dragons, graceful; water in the desert, called oasis, like the ribbon of destiny, contains a miracle.
Comments: the idea of the "fine", the intention of the "new". The idea of this article is ingenious, the three things that do not seem to be related to the "shore? Water? The exuberance" together, the association is appropriate, showing that the author of the value of life positive thinking. Especially at the end of the point of the topic, more flavor, so that readers feel the philosophy of life and connotation, stimulating. From the content of the article, I can not say that the author of the thought of eight years, the text even eight deserts, but can be seen in its spring of thought and unique feelings; from the language expression, see the author of the small good reading, hard thinking, savings are rich, when you need to be used, it will be picked up. Prose poetic language, rich associations give people the enjoyment of beauty.
4 When bidding farewell to junior high school life
The day after tomorrow will leave this building with three years, leaving my junior high school life.
The last day before the midterm examination, everyone's heart is lost, no one has the heart to study, some students early to move the books home, we give each other a gift, affectionate. I remember three years ago is so mutual message goodbye to six years of elementary school. Although we just simply write down a few words, did not say "goodbye", so we really have not seen each other again. Today, three years later, when everything is happening again as it was, we are all wondering if it will be like the farewell three years ago, and we will really never see each other again.
Master Teacher's Comment
Deeply remembering the past, childishly sophisticated
The article is titled "When Saying Goodbye to Junior High School", but it doesn't stop at the farewell ceremony, but rather, it y remembers what happened in the last three years with the reader. The first is that the first time I saw a woman in a car, she was in the middle of a car, and she was in the middle of a car. In fact, this is one of the common methods of reminiscent prose writing, but more importantly, it is lyrical, lyrical three years of junior high school life and unforgettable.
The article shows the reader the real thoughts of a childish girl, her growing up is clearly shown in front of people, let us feel valuable and worth cherishing. The article also appears to be sophisticated, it is not difficult to see from the last three paragraphs, the author in the use of language and very sophisticated, very see the basic skills. So this is also a good class of examination essay.
5 Sidelights on life on and off campus
Early in the morning, when I see a round of red sun is slowly rising, my heart can not help but sound a voice: this is not exactly a call? Right! I am the rising sun---
This just reminds me of a few moments on campus.
As a student, my main task is to learn, which requires us to listen carefully in class. One day, the teacher came in and announced the content of the class, the students are obviously very interested in this, the teacher just asked, the students will be scrambling, and even, without waiting for the teacher to nominate, the students in the beginning of a few of the following ideas, the scene is a little chaotic, but in a short while on the quiet --- Waiting. The students were very active, much to the delight of the teacher.
[Comment〗"We are the rising sun", which means that as middle school students, we are full of vigor and enthusiasm in our lives. This article picks up a few pieces of the author's study and daily life, trying to express this theme, and he did. At the end of the article, the author's lyricism and argumentation in the form of reflection improve the meaning of the article, showing that the "rising sun" is looking forward to growth and maturity. (Luwan District Teachers Training College language teacher and researcher Ruan Shengzhen)
6 Early spring tour of Beihai
March 28th afternoon, I came to the Beihai Park.
As soon as I entered the gate of the park, the first thing that jumped into my eyes was Qiong Island surrounded by turquoise lake water, on which towered a tall and beautiful white pagoda.
With a joyful heart, I walked towards the White Pagoda with groups of tourists. Passing through the Hall of Zhengjue, around the Hall of Pu'an; a tree was left behind me, and a set of steps was stepped under my feet. Soon I reached the White Pagoda, the pinnacle of Qiong Island.
Standing under the newly renovated White Pagoda, bathing in the warm sunshine of early spring, and welcoming the moist and pleasant spring breeze, I felt relaxed and happy. Look around, only to see the park tree willows are spitting out buds, willow branches with the warm spring breeze dancing; pines and cypresses are suddenly tight and slow spring wind blowing, sometimes laughing, sometimes whispering, pink and white wild peach blossoms full of branches, delicate yellow spring flowers blooming, white magnolia buds; a burst of flowers refreshing, a tree flowers for the early spring of the Beihai added a lot of The flowers add a lot of poetic flavor to the Beihai in early spring. A faraway view, the splendid Forbidden City complex, the solemn and majestic Tiananmen Square, a tall new building, a jade belt-like highway are all in sight.
[Brief comment]
This article is a narrative essay to write the scenery of the main tour.
First wrote a park gate, looked at a tall and beautiful white tower, can not restrain the joyful mood, soon reached the white tower. Looking around, the author describes the scenery near and far, and the resulting rich associations. Then describes the descent, along the lake to enjoy the beautiful and charming scenery of the North Sea in early spring, but also describes the Nine Dragon Wall. Finally, I wrote about the sun setting and bidding farewell to Beihai Park. The author in accordance with the chronological order and the whereabouts of the tour to arrange the material. The details are appropriate, lyricism, narration and description are organically combined, especially the author is good at using description, not only rich in vocabulary, but also the language is graphic and vivid, rich in beauty. 7 full marks in the secondary school exam essay "touched"
When I was flipping through the book, a piece of ginkgo biloba leaf quietly slipped down. I stooped down, picked it up, and realized that it was given to me by my classmate when I graduated from junior high school, and it was written on the back, "Cherish, friend!" I don't remember if I felt the urge to cry at that time, but now, there are already tear drops on the yellow leaves. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the color of the color of your skin and the color of your hair.
For a long time, I seem to have forgotten what it's like to be moved, is my heart has been indifferent, or my heart is filled with some insignificant things without space?
A friend once wrote me this sentence: "The reason why we will pass by, not because of no fate, but our life is less than two words - moving." Indeed, our hearts are therefore no longer sensitive, we no longer heart collection around the slightest touch, only when we miss it, and then look back, only to find that we really lost a lot.
There are always people complaining that there are fewer and fewer things in the world that can be touched. However, as long as we quietly think about it, you will find that, in fact, touched all the time, everywhere.
Reading tired, parents for us to peel an apple, is touched; thirsty, a friend to help you play back a cup of water, is touched; frustrated, to get a word of relief, is touched; happy, a friend to share the joy with you, is touched; ordinary days, received a small blessing, even if only a petal, a leaf, is also touched.... ...
Touched by happiness
There is a feeling called happiness, and there is a kind of happiness called touching. And I am one of the lucky girls who will enjoy this happiness.
That winter, the snow was falling. The night before New Year's Eve, I was lying on the window to see the snow. The lights were full of flakes of snow, as if they couldn't contain the joy of a full heart. The sound of firecrackers, one after another, overflowed with the warm atmosphere of the coming Spring Festival. Everything seems to be reflected in the background of the orange-red light, including the vaguely visible strands of silver hair caught in my parents' hair, shining brightly in this winter night painting.
I will never forget how my parents raised me. They watered me with simplicity and kindness, let the smart and passionate penetrate me, so that I this little flower happy and strong growth. Can't remember how many times, I fell down, parents with encouraging eyes and kind smile, let me pull myself together, stand up again; can't forget how many nights, I'm under the lamp to study my homework, my parents are also under the lamp sitting dumbly, silently accompanying me for most of the night ------ can't remember how many pieces of small things full of parental love, can't forget how many parents parents like the sun caring for them ------
Suddenly, feel the light is full of love, in the snowflakes flying, my face unconsciously wet. Looking at this peaceful night scene, I suddenly have a kind of moving, feel that I should do something for it, the next day I want to give mom and dad a surprise.
The next day at dawn, I quietly got up. All night goose feather-like snow, the earth into a bright, even the window into the sunlight is also so dazzling. I hurriedly pushed open the door of my room, as soon as I pushed open the door, I froze. A snow doll standing in front of my house, playful look, head with a big red hat, waving "big hands", grinning sweet smile. With a giggle, I couldn't help but laugh too. "Happy New Year!" Two people came out from behind the snow doll, it turned out to be mom and dad, they looked at me tenderly. My nose suddenly turned sour, and I couldn't hold back my tears. I wanted to give my parents a--
I didn't expect them to ---- face my parents' smile, I was speechless. Just on that snowy ground, I pulled my mom and dad, looked y for a long, long time ----
I remember a poet said, "Let me how to thank you, when I walked towards you, I originally wanted to harvest a wisp of spring wind, you gave me the whole spring; let me how to thank you, when I walked towards you, I originally wanted to hold up a cluster of waves, you gave me the the whole ocean." Yes, how can I thank you, mom and dad. You gave me life, you gave me strength, you gave me happiness, and I have nothing to give back. There's a feeling called happiness, and there's a happiness called being touched. Thank you, mom and dad, for giving me happiness and for letting me learn to be touched. I understand your hard work, I know you are full of hope, I will do my best to give you happiness, let you learn to move!
Father's love, is the wealth of a lifetime Father's love is the mountain, take care of the fire of life; Father's love is the fire, ignite the lamp of hope; Father's love is the lamp, light up the road ahead; Father's love is the road, to lead your life. Once did not understand the father's straight spine because of why bent, did not understand the father's handsome face because of why emaciated, did not understand the father's thick black hair because of why white, did not understand the father most of his life hard work in the end for whom ...... until the junior high school. That day the wind roared, grass and trees, I sat on the public **** car ready to get off after going home alone, but I saw a person, black pressurized the world, the biting wind, the person could not stop trembling. The wind kept flipping the corners of his coat --- it was my father! Through the window, clearly saw the father's white hair, not the moon's clear glow of the dye, no gorgeous words of decoration, is white hair, is a root, a piece of white hair, the father's white hair, time and again by the gust of the wind overwhelmed but again and again unyielding upright, that a fall in a stand, I know it must be for whom ...... that was constantly overwhelmed and The one that is constantly being pushed down and up is the father's gray hair or the father's heart. The car stops, I quickly step down, obviously, my father looked at me, he no longer use his fingers to block the wind into the coat, but quickly run to me, his coat completely to the gusts of wind yielded, but he did not care about the bare red sweater in the inexplicable darkness jumping, running to me. At that moment, I clearly saw my father's heart of fire in the cold close to me, at that moment, I was a flood of tears. Father gently bring up my hand to make my hand warm up, but I touched is clearly the ice like cool hands, I tightly will father's hand clutches, father but busy dodge, "my hand is too cold." I ignored my father's dodge, a grab back that pair of cold hands, I know: I grabbed the wealth of my life. My father used the aging of his life as a mountain, as a fire, as a lamp, as a road, as a little bit of fatherly love, accompanying me every day, every second, accompanying me in this life. O father, your love is the wealth of your daughter's life, because with your love, your daughter will not be poor in her life.
Points out this is a full score composition for the midterm exam, the young author is Zhu Ying, a recent graduate of Friendship Middle School. She paid attention to selecting little things in her life in her usual practice, and conveyed her sincere feelings through delicate description and vivid language. Therefore, it is reasonable for her to write such a touching essay in the midterm. (Recommended by: Tangshan City Friendship Middle School Li Guojin) 8 Xiamen midterm full marks essay:
Listening to the singing of running water
The sky "clattered" in tears, the droplets on the ground happily gathered, and then there was me - running water. The water is flowing. Close your eyes and listen quietly, do you hear the sound of running water singing ......
I sang all the way across the plains. I do not envy the lofty mountains, nor do I look up to the quiet beauty of the lake, because I have a flowing life. I don't look up to the eagle's powerful wings, I don't marvel at the cheetah's wind-swept speed, for I know I am tiny, but not insignificant. Look! The peach blossoms on the banks of the river are smiling brightly, freshening up their appearance against the clarity of the flowing water; the willow poplars are nourished by me, stretching out their sleeves and fluttering; and the fishes in my body are happily playing and playing. Life is bright red and dazzling because of me. On the boundless plains, I sing loudly, looking at the clouds in the sky, watching the flowers blossom and fall in front of the garden.
Faced with the obstacles of the mountains, I do not feel sad and complain about the injustice of fate. On the contrary, I smiled and played a passionate music, life will always have ups and downs. Listen! Qu Yuan is singing at the top of his voice, wrote the world-famous "Li Sao"; "life since ancient times who do not die, to take the heart of Khan Qing", Wen Tianxiang in the long river of history sang their own unyielding spirit; Li Bai abandoned fame and fortune, with "the long wind will sometimes break the waves, hanging straight from the clouds and sails in the sea! Li Bai abandoned his fame and fortune and engraved his ambition in the long river of history with "the long wind will break the waves sometimes, hanging straight from the clouds and sailing to conquer the sea". Those difficult and heavy mountains can only block my way forward, but can not stop me from moving forward, I am not discouraged and not disappointed, all the way to the far side of the song ......
"Falling flowers have the intention of flowing water has no mercy", falling flowers in my ears gently murmur. I said: "Please follow the track of my flow, you will understand - running water is not ruthless, but to take you towards a broader world. The shooting star that passes through the night sky is only a moment, but it passes through the hot atmosphere, burning its life to the ground, giving its light selflessly to the earth, and so it builds eternity." The falling flowers did not believe me, I laughed happily, "clattering -" and continued to flow forward.
Far away, I heard the call of the ocean waves. I sang aloud and said to the falling flowers, "Look! I have brought you to paradise." I organized my outfit and bravely threw myself into the embrace of the sea. The falling flowers couldn't help but sigh, "A gurgling river that sings because of its life has merged into a sea of life!
Comments:Listening to the singing of the water, we hear; life is bright red because of the water, although the water is tiny but not small; although there are high mountains in the way, the water is still laughing at the ups and downs, all the way to the song; water gurgling and passing away, is not heartless, but just to find the paradise of life. The small author from the sound of flowing water to listen to the philosophy, listen to the true meaning, insights wise and unique. More valuable is the atmosphere of this article idea, based on the spirit of flowing water delicate perception, the author wrote, quoted from the classics, natural. The article is always filled with a kind of upward enthusiasm, has a strong infectious force. (Ms. Chen Wenli, Siming District Teachers' Training School) 9 The Colors in My Eyes
Shanghai Candidate
The colors in my eyes are all kinds of colors, but they are all gorgeous. They make up my colorful life.
I like green, and when I see green, I think of my paradise. My paradise is a vegetable field in the back garden of my house, the ground is full of beds of turquoise spinach, rape,......, the head of the ground is planted with a green shade of mulberry trees and acacia trees, whenever the holidays, it will be with the neighbors of the children chasing and playing; whenever the trouble comes, I will come to the vegetable field to walk, and those green vegetables to talk about, at this time, that the purpose of the full of green! Ah, like a green umbrella, covering the summer sun, blocking the winter wind ...... If you ask me what is happiness, the state of mind at this time is the best answer.
I love the color red, and as soon as I see it I think of my red house. There was a time when the floor was made to cackle; there was a time when I sat on the threshold and memorized The Three Hundred Tang Poems, and the frogs and crickets came to join in the fun; and there was a time when the house sang with joyful voices. ...... Looking at the sacred red color in my heart, I know what happiness is... ...
I love the color white, and as soon as I see it, I think of white, fragrant soybean milk. Early in the morning, my grandmother greeted me to drink the soybean milk she made with her own hands. I sat in a row with my neighbor's partner, enjoying the faint fragrance of the soybean milk. Through the rising and spreading heat, I saw my grandmother's squinting eyes and her weathered face, and drinking the soybean milk that had been sweetened to my heart's eye, I seemed to understand what happiness is... ...
Now I was even more enamored of the color white. When I reached ninth grade, I abandoned everything and began to pursue my ideals without any distractions. It also became pure and simple, and from then on, white resided in my heart.
Each of us is surrounded by different colors, which intertwine with each other to form a seemingly simple and colorful world. I see through the colors in my eyes that life is so colorful and beautiful!
Master Teacher's Comment
One of the most important features of this article is that it is very sincere and y infectious. The author uses a variety of colors to form the memories of his life in the article, giving us a picture of his past life. The author does not just narrate the story, but puts his own feelings into it, such as "If you ask me what happiness is, this state of mind is the best answer" shows the author's infinite nostalgia for his childhood life. Another example is "I saw my grandmother's narrowed eyes and her weathered face, and when I drank the soybean milk that was so sweet to my heart, I seemed to understand what happiness is", which shows the author's gratitude to his grandmother and his feeling of happiness.
The second is that this article adopts the way of echoing the first and the last, which makes the structure of the article round and complete.
Reading score: 30 points for content + 20 points for expression + 10 points for development + 2 points for writing = 62 points 10 My sky is very ordinary
Yangzhou City candidates
The river flows quietly, quietly ......
The moonflower in front of the door is desperately trying to bloom, as if it wants to break the buds.
The courtyard inside the door is planted with flowers and plants, growing round and solid, and the courtyard is cleaned up.
This is my home, ordinary and quiet.
Home is like this, and so are my mom and dad, ordinary and honest.
My mom and dad are my guides on the journey of my life.
When I have nothing to do, I always like to put a small stool in the yard, sit on the stool, take a book, enjoy the flowers in the yard, while roaming in the book, into the author's thoughts. While dad was cooking in the kitchen and mom was washing clothes in front of the door, it was all so harmonious and beautiful. At dinner, mom and dad always like to ask me about things in school and encourage me to be more attentive in my studies, everything is so ordinary and calm.
While other students were distressed by their parents' ban on watching TV, I was not worried at all because my mom and dad understood me and were considerate of me; they never stopped me from watching TV because they knew I would not play with things.
On the contrary, they would encourage me to watch TV. My mom and dad love the host Wang Xiaoya. The programs hosted by Wang Xiaoya are colorful, lively and interesting, and the questions asked in the programs are very helpful to my study. So my mom and dad watch every program with me and let me write down some topics that are useful for my study; sometimes, my mom and dad will help me write down the topics when I am not at home, and then they will test me when I come home. This enriches my knowledge of history, geography and so on. Everything is so meaningful.
When I was about to take the midterm exam, many parents came to the school to ask the homeroom teacher about their children's studies, because I knew the parents and they wouldn't come, they were busy with work.
But one day I changed my opinion, inadvertently, I saw in the distance the class teacher was talking to two figures I was familiar with, and I recognized them as my mom and dad ......
Everything was so selfless.
Mom and dad are the guides on the journey of my life, they create a blue sky for me to fly freely.
[Brief comment]
Life is not a lack of beauty, but a lack of beauty discovery. As long as we pay attention to observe, we will not be difficult to find, the natural world of all things will often give us the enlightenment of life, society, the family will be everywhere in the light of humanity. The author's family is very ordinary: home, ordinary and quiet; mom and dad, ordinary and honest; life, ordinary and calm. However, the ordinary is pregnant with extraordinary: the courtyard surrounded by flowers and plants, harmonious and beautiful family division of labor, which is ordinary, quiet, peaceful environment, but also a poetic environment; TV programs cleverly used, the key moment to visit the teacher, which is an ordinary family in the ordinary things, but also reflects the modern sense of caring things. All this is so ordinary, calm and peaceful. It is a "flat" word, put a selfless, unmarked love to "me", "for me to create a blue sky, let me fly freely". The article in front of the dark writing at the end of the explicit point "a piece of my sky", very natural and appropriate.