Jinan City, 2008 full marks in the middle school exam essay (two)
Accidental discovery (one)
Daddy's car would always be tied with two short strips of red cloth fluttering in the wind, which appeared to be out of place with the endless stream of other vehicles. I always smiled when I saw such bright red, and I felt that it was fluttering with warmth all the way.
Grandma's family in a remote mountain village, where there is a custom, in the car's rear-view mirror tied two red cloth, the driver will be safe and sound, such a strong warmth and deep concern naturally grandma, since childhood I have always thought so.
The sun is setting, and the sky is filled with a thick red color, even the snow on the roadside is also reflected in the hazy, beautiful. The red rag on the rearview mirror was extra active today, waving his arms and spinning excitedly. I watched him smile happily, are to the New Year's Eve, another day of reunion with grandparents, careful grandmother again for dad to tie a new tie.
The sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner is naturally rare, and the family is smiling happily under the orange-red light. I walked out of the room alone, ready to enjoy the long-awaited brilliant fireworks, by chance I found a dark shadow in front of my dad's car: white hair, heavy Zhongshan suit and some worn cotton shoes, trembling standing in the snow. Thing Grandpa! He slowly bent over, the impression of tall grandfather is so thin, like a withered old tree, it seems that the wind will blow it down. My heart ached with pain, and I felt like going over to help him. But curiosity made me choose to wait quietly. Grandpa carefully removed the red strip of cloth from the rearview mirror and tucked it in his pocket like a treasure. After a moment of silence, he caressed his dad's car and drew out two new strips of red cloth. Could it be that it was Grandpa who had silently cared for so many years?
Impression, grandpa and dad are not at all like a pair of father and son, they never greeted, and rarely speak, just every time we send us home grandpa deep gaze, seems to be full of deep love, grandpa always like to pull my hand, with his wrinkled hand gently touch my head, mouth rambling: "how smart child, to his father as well ......"
Grandpa was pondering the method of tying the cloth, carefully tying it on and taking it off with a shake of his head, repeating the process several times before he was satisfied and tied two knots tightly and quietly left. Leaving that ball of dancing flame, warming the cold winter night ...... on the first day of the New Year Dad unit still have a task, we had to leave there, I looked at the rearview mirror in the grandfather's figure gradually far away, disappeared. This accidental look back, let me suddenly read the deep love in the eyes of the grandfather y staring, in the wind fluttering red cloth still red, warming our hearts. Dad stretched out his hand and gently touched the flame, and I seemed to read the same deep love of grandpa from the smile on the corner of her mouth.
Accidental discovery (two)
Father is the vastness of the sea, I am a boat on the sea, although the whole day in the embrace of the sea sailing, but I can not read the sea's vastness, straight to that night ......
That day at dusk, my father will be the elderly grandfather from the countryside to pick up the discussion of to refurbish the house for grandpa. Grandpa's life was hard work. He worked as a construction laborer, sold hard labor, hard to use black buns to send father to the threshold of the university ...... Whenever father mentioned these, his serious face actually has a few tenderness, cold eyes actually contain flashes of tears.
That day, at dinner, the ordinary serious father to extraordinarily easy-going up. It is not only slow and methodical to talk to grandpa, from time to time to grandpa wine, to grandpa's bowl of food, but also will grandpa bowl of fish spines picked out, instructed mom to the next meal to do more to make some rotten easy to chew the rice ...... "Dad, be sure to eat enough ah!" Father said softly. I could clearly see my grandfather's eyes red.
After eating, my father said that it was not easy for my grandfather to come once, let me put down my homework and he accompanied my grandfather. I sat next to my grandfather, my father brought my grandfather a cup of hot tea, listening to my grandfather talking about the past of his hometown ...... father interjected from time to time, sometimes contemplative, his face sometimes overflowing with happiness, sometimes showing nostalgia .....
Father brought a basin of water to wash grandpa's face and then brought a basin of hot water. He gently took off his grandfather's shoes, slowly put his grandfather's feet in the water scrubbing, grandfather to a little uncomfortable, he shivered a little, said: "I came when your mother said, the child has a good fortune, so you do not wash my feet, people laugh." Father stayed for a while and said, "Dad, but I'm still your son!" When he said this, his father's face was full of happiness and pride, while his grandfather's eyes were full of tears of happiness.
After washing his feet, his father took him into his room and replaced the towel with a blanket. That night, I could no longer sleep. A series of my father's actions and words flashed in my mind from time to time. It was a chance discovery, and I was stunned to discover my father's gentle side. Those things were no accident, for my father's love for my grandfather will always remain the same.
That serendipitous discovery would give me the beginnings of understanding my father. That chance discovery will enable me to open a key to the door of my life, and that chance discovery will be a precious treasure in my life.
By chance, I discovered the gentle side of my father, and what I saw was perhaps a silhouette of my father. However, I want to put a sail on my boat, I set sail, in the sea of the father's study of the father's interpretation of "love", used to open the road of life!
A chance discovery
My father never cared about my feelings, and I always thought so. Until that accidental discovery--
It was the second year of junior high school, in order to prepare for the examination of the piano grade 5, I practiced hard every day, carefully memorized the score, played over and over again, and strive for perfection. Finally, the day of the examination, I came to the examination room with a nervous mood, imagining the scene when I got the fifth grade certificate. After a while, I heard my name being called, and I walked into the examination room with confidence and began to play. A beautiful melody flew out from my fingers, echoing in that small room ...... Just when I was intoxicated by the wonderful music I played, an unexpected thing happened - the pedal under my foot stepped on the air, and for a moment, my fingers seemed to be My fingers seemed to be out of control. I had no choice but to walk out of the piano room slowly, amidst the teacher's sighs. As soon as I left the door of the piano room, tears welled up in my eyes. The hard work of practicing, but there is no result, it really makes me sad, and the original confidence in themselves, but also naturally do not know where to go.
When I got home, I threw away the sheet music I had been practicing, tore up the plan for practicing the piano, and sat alone in the house, lost in thought. At this time, a pair of strong big hands on my shoulders, I turned my head and saw my father standing beside me smiling at me. "Dad, am I useless?" I whispered. "Son, it was just an accidental mistake, your mistake was the self-loathing that followed the 'accident'." My father said, calling me to the piano and said, "Come, let me enjoy my daughter's music as well." I opened the lid of the piano and began to play, and somehow it was so easy and smooth at the moment. When the song was finished, there was applause from behind me - my father's applause. I smiled, and once again, tears flowed down my face.
I never imagined that my father would encourage me and tell me how to face setbacks when I was most sad and upset. I remembered my father, usually leaving early and returning late, and I couldn't see him even once a day. I used to think that my father never cared about me and didn't hurt me, but I really didn't expect that my father would be so loving. Some people say that a father's love is deep, that time I experienced.
In the days to come, no matter what kind of difficulties and setbacks I encountered, I will drum up the courage to start again. Because my father that applause contains encouragement and hope for me, because that applause told me the catalyst for success is not discouragement after failure, but the courage to start again.
Accidental discovery
Toddlers can not leave their parents hand in hand to help, that licking a responsibility; sideburns gray couples walk hand in hand in the sunset, that is the happiness of mutual help; a pair of people in the middle of the sea reached out to help the hand, that is the fate of the water together. Between friends, help, not necessarily just help, and sometimes also competition.
She is my good friend, face bulging, but no loss of lovely, nose some small, a pair of crystal eyes for her face to add flowers. She is good at everything, except one thing, always shouting in front of me, "I'm taller than you! I'm taller than you!" It's really annoying.
She can draw very well, fighting in the air, fish flying in the shallow bottom, plum blossoms in full bloom, tigers running through the forest in her pen is simply vivid. But the important thing is, we both have a **** same hobby: writing. So I signed up for the essay contest at the same time as he did. In the following days, we spent our after-school hours in almost the same place. Holding the essay topic, we talk about, there are associations, in the discussion, the fantasy of the elves always can not hang down that flying wings ......
The day the results of the competition was announced, I want to carry a bunny in my heart, when I heard that she won the award, I was both happy, and nervous, she can win the award I can? As the list of winners went down one by one, my heart strings became tighter and tighter. There was no name for me, I was in complete despair, my heart felt like it had fallen into a bottomless abyss, my every nerve was in agony. In my ears rang her--Li Zhi Han's voice of condolence: "June, it's okay, there will be another chance next time!" This sentence makes my heart a pang, as if making fun of me ......
In the afternoon she waited for me in the playground, while I went alone, I do not want to, and do not know how to face her.
In the evening she came to my house to look for me again without knowing what to do, and she happily took out a composition she had just finished and said, "June, help me formulate a title!" I did not answer. When I saw her big bright technetium reflective eyes looking y at me, I couldn't help but throw down that sentence, "You're better than me at composing essays, do you still need to ask me to teach you?" She was dumbfounded and left knowingly.
The next day I went to an essay contest, which she knew about. I had told her that the prize for the contest was a great book that I had been dreaming of. At this moment, how I wish she could come to accompany me into the examination room ah, although I have not forgiven her. When I came home after the test, I saw her leaving my house in a hurry. I went back to my room, I saw a beautifully wrapped gift on the writing table, when I opened it, my heart trembled, this is not what I want to take the book? I turned to the first page and found a small card, "June, I'm sorry." My eyes moistened, obviously it's not her fault, it's my composition that has flaws, and I'm still taking my anger out on her, but she still apologizes to me, Bao Yanjun, you're so hateful! Han Han sister, I'm sorry, please forgive me! I remembered the days with her again ......
We have been together for six years, and for that one little thing, I vetoed our love for these six years. Now I am separated from Han Han sister, but sometimes still see a few, but, even if she stood in front of me, I feel that she is so far away from me ......
This is, I just happened to feel: Han Han sister is an unerasable wound in my heart. Friends, not should be a sincere heart to light up each other that piece of sky, not should be transformed into a shining pearl flashing in each other's heart? And I did not do.
Accidental discovery
Accidentally, found in front of the door of the cracks in the stone grass grew a new leaf, so it also want to repay the caress of the spring light. By chance, I heard the first "mom" from a babbling child, and it turned out to be the most beautiful sound in the world.
By chance, I found that love is everywhere!
"Mom, I'm here!" I stood in front of the school under the eaves, anxious eyes finally released a light, I ignore the cold rain, ran toward my mother's "warm" umbrella. "Forgot your umbrella again?" The scolding but loving words rang in my ears again. I smiled and gave a "hmmm", and got under my mom's umbrella. In the rain, the back of a pair of mother and daughter faded away.
I love the rain, and I love being under the same umbrella with my mom, it feels so warm. The rain seems to wash everything, and mom seems to warm everything. An umbrella, let me and my mother next to each other, have a kind of relive the childhood lying in the arms of the mother's feeling. But at that moment, I unexpectedly found that my mom's left shoulder was wet, and suddenly, a sour feeling welled up in my heart. Think about the past, in fact, every time it rains to pick me up home, her shoulder is always wet, just, I did not pay attention to, even if I did, but did not think about it. And today, see familiar can not be familiar with the scene, but the heart can no longer calm, probably because I grew up. Mom for me to hold up a piece of blue sky, for me to cover the wind and rain, and their own shoulders but let the rain hit, mom ah, that umbrella in my eyes has not only warmth, is the hope, but also filled with full of love.
Another rainy day, I asked me to take the umbrella, you agreed, but your hand still involuntarily put up, holding my hand. After arriving home, I saw, your shoulders --- still wet ¨¨¨¨
Sit dissatisfied with the sofa
There is a sofa at home, can be said to be our family's "throne", because it is the best geographical location, watching TV is not far away from the table in the middle of the table, when I was a child, I often squeezed in the sofa with my father. The sofa is not big, my father and I barely squeeze up. Sitting up on the space of no activity, but I still like to sit there, especially like and dad with the squeeze, dad in the right, I in the left.
As the years go by, I am taller than a year, and I see that I am about to catch up with my dad, and that "throne", I am no longer involved, and I can't sit on it, and this seat is beginning to belong to my dad exclusively. But that day, I happened to realize that my father's left side was always empty, and every time he sat on it, he would always move to the right side as a matter of habit. It was as if that scene from my childhood had appeared in front of my eyes, and I wanted to fill that space again. But now I can't. Because I know, this place has been filled with the air of love, forever, forever¨¨¨
The accidental discovery of the mother's wet shoulder, the discovery of the father sitting on the couch, the discovery of the love around me. I've found the love that surrounds me. By chance, I've discovered the eternity of love. It's true that "I've been searching for love for thousands of years, and when I look back, it's in every detail!"
Discovered by chance
When I was bored, I stood there and watched the wonderful world. Stumbled upon you, and realized that you are, in fact, very, very beautiful!
"The ocean!" I seem to be in mid-air, looking down on the world, is that the Xisha Islands? Under the impact of the wind and waves, step by step drifting in the sea. For the first time, I felt this spectacular ocean.
Reflection, that is a good and beautiful picture! Perhaps no painter can depict it! The green figure of the tree is phantom in the rippling fall, once and for all shattered and reintegrated by the wind, clearly imprinted into the embedded shadow of life ......
A halo crashes in the water, intertwined in the water, dispersed in the water ......
It is hard to imagine what the world would be like without wind?
Everything would just stand still.
Perhaps without the wind, I would not have realized that stagnant water also has this beauty!
Who would appreciate such stagnant water?
lax, only to find that the Xisha Islands is floating in the surface of the debris, that the ocean is just a sewage ditch, that the reflection is just a crippled tree on the side of the road, and that the aura is just the invisible fish in the water breathing ...... Standing there from time to time there is also a burst of strange smell.
But in that moment, you are really beautiful and beautiful! That is a natural beauty, without any modification, without any disguise ......
Accidental discovery
I walked into the dormitory that day, and stumbled into the dormitory, and I screamed in amazement.
It had obviously flown in unintentionally. It flew around in this strange place, one moment to the toilet, the other to the bed. It must have wanted to go out! But it couldn't fly out. It either hit the wall or the toilet door. Before long, it was already dizzy and didn't know what to do.
I opened the door as far as it would go and walked straight to the bird to help it. But the bird thought it was in danger and immediately flew away, spinning in place again. It kept flapping its wings, its eyes scanning around, chirping. "The exit's that way!" I shouted at the top of my voice, and pointed with my finger, but the bird didn't pay any attention to it, still flying around. It's better to rely on itself, I sighed. The little bird was in a hurry and kept squawking, dashing across the dormitory like lightning. Unfortunately, its frail body can not withstand the impact, the wings can not be flapped, its body is like off the track of the rocket shells fell heavily on the empty bed.
Originally weak, it has been dying, trembling voice moaning, wings flapped helplessly, eyelids drooped, seemingly closed like not. I looked at it with a sympathetic eye, y sorry for it. Suddenly, the bird miraculously stood up! With all its strength, it flapped its wings and flew. Failing again and again, looking for the exit again and again, the bird did not give up. It must be the firm belief of "flying out" that supports it, and it is fighting hard against the difficulties. Its eyes showed the determination and courage to win, the wings are so powerful flap, chirping sound resounding!
Finally, the bird's strength and unremitting success, it found the exit, and flew out like lightning. I felt an unruly spirit swept over my head, I quickly ran outside and looked up at the sky, only to see that the bird had flown very, very high. I was touched by the bird's persistence and bowed y to this little being. Good luck to the strong one!
I am grateful for this serendipitous discovery, which allowed me to witness an unyielding and strong life and listen to a powerful and magnificent song!
That's all I could find, I hope it works for you.
When the first ray of sunlight in the morning shot into my heart, I happened to realize that this ray of sunlight is so sacred and warm, when the last light of the sunset stayed on my body, I happened to realize that this light is so beautiful and moving.
The last wind of the summer gently passed by my side, and I felt a hint of autumn from the wind. This gust of wind ran all over the north and south of the river for the bright green leaves put on a golden yellow dress, the autumn girl will step lightly dance in the air flying in the sky.
Maple alone wearing MP3, stepping on the golden maple leaves in the forest walk, the mouth also from time to time issued a song; "if the world I can also give up, at least there is still you accompanied ------" Well, this is the maple's favorite song.
I ran up to Feng, patted him on the shoulder, and when he turned around, I said, "Hi, man, where have you been these days, and you haven't come to class?"
"Oh. It's Noa! These days have a cold , today just a little better, just out to take a walk." Said he picked up a piece of fire like maple leaves. "This maple leaf is pretty, isn't it? "
I nodded silently, stumbling upon a hint of reluctant attachment on his face, as if there were words of something yet to be said.
We didn't say anything else, we just walked together towards the age-old library, we swiped our cards and both walked inside, picking out our respective favorites . ...