The flowers in the garden give me strength and nourish my soul forever. It has been open in my heart for a long time. Remember the flower of etiquette, say hello to the teacher and ask your classmates early. This is etiquette. Promotion to junior high school, personal accomplishment
With the growth of height, the knowledge of etiquette has also increased. It's warm to see the teacher say hello at school. I am so happy to see my classmates waving after school. This classmate fell down. I stepped forward to help her up and patted the dust on her body. I smiled.
Yes, it's like a breeze. The flower of etiquette in my memory is so beautiful and lovely. The tenacious flower in memory "12 1, 1234" started this year's winter training. We strode, and on the runway we walked from
An innocent child has turned into a tenacious teenager. We ran and worked hard against the biting cold wind. Spoiled at home
I never take part in physical exercise. At this time, my speed slowed down and I became the last one. At this moment, a chubby hand pulled me over and said, "Let's run together." At this time, my mood is warm and I am so happy. Finally, I am tenacious.
Faced with all this, I accepted the challenge. The tenacious flowers in my memory are so brave and strong. The flower of helping others in memory, "You shoot one, I shoot one, help each other and be good partners", look, what a crisp nursery rhyme, between classmates.
Helping each other has also become a beautiful and natural landscape on campus. "Xiao Ming, I can't do this application problem. Can you help me? " Xiao Ming saw it, and without saying anything, he went forward and began to give Xiao Lei a lesson. Five minutes later, Xiao Lei said happily, "I see, thank you, Xiao Ming." Look, what a beautiful scenery it is. The flower of helping others in memory is so harmonious and selfless. Flowers in memory, open and open, never fade. Like a warm wind
Moistening my heart, it warms my blood like a warm current.
The definition of "memory" in Ci Hai, a flower in the depths of memory, is: "The human brain remembers, maintains, reproduces or recognizes what it has experienced. The so-called memory is the process in which people remember, maintain and use their experiences.
The process of selecting, encoding, storing and extracting information. "
I don't want to say too much about my memory. I have happy memories, and of course I have unhappy memories. The so-called memory, to me, is a box. Every time I pass something, I write it on a piece of paper.
Go ahead, put it in that box about memory. I divided the box into two halves, half were happy memories and the other half were unhappy memories. As time goes by, the box of memory is gradually filled. Always delete
Except some memories, I deleted all unhappy memories and left happy memories. But one day, it was full. I have to constantly delete those so-called happy memories. Although, it is unconsciously deleted every time.
Yes, but there are still many regrets ... However, there is a memory that I think I will never delete. Even if I lose my memory, I will remember it deeply. It remains in my memory.