Why did I bother to read this book? The reason I don't know, it could have been the interesting title or the nice cover, I just felt that this book had a special charm, and as it turns out, I didn't look away.
Chester is an ordinary can not be ordinary, ordinary can not be ordinary crickets, black hard shell, six legs, a pair of antennae, two pairs of wings, a little bit is not special, not more than the other "people" lack of arms and legs, but so the more ordinary the little things, it is the more special life, because it was pressed in the roast beef, the bread down to New York City's Times Square. Breaded down to New York's Times Square, ate half of a two-dollar bill, sang at a party to make Tucker the Mouse dance, burned down the owner of the Bellini family's newsstand, and so on, not an ordinary cricket can do, and, indeed, its later performance did prove that it was not an ordinary cricket - it would He can "play" music. Overnight, Chester became so popular in New York that the Baileys gave him two concerts a day. As the San Francisco Chronicle put it, "Anyone who reads this book, child or adult, will always remember the cricket named Chester and his endlessly chirping song." Those who have heard Chester play may even give up their monthly passes to the symphony. Yet, Chester was not happy, "Isn't it fun to be famous?" In fact, what Chester longed for more was freedom, because without freedom, everything is equal to zero, so Chester made up his mind, in the "peak" of his "career", to leave this place, to leave the prosperous city of New York, to leave the subway in Times Square, to leave the tabloid newspapers, which had caused so much trouble, to leave the city. It has created a lot of trouble in the small newsstand, leaving the small master Mario, leaving the two with it with the same sweet **** companions - the mouse Tucker and Henry cat, by train, back to its hometown - it is in New York in the longing for home -- Connecticut, Tucker and Henry watched the train drive off into the distance.
Of the three-layer pie of freedom, happiness, and fame, Chester chooses happiness and freedom. After reading this book, I know that in some people, being famous means wealth and happiness, while in the eyes of others, being famous is like a rope that binds people and loses their freedom, Chester is such a person, as more eager to be free. What is freedom? Is it only the country life in Chester's mind? No. Freedom is intangible and precious, something that all people seek but are hard to get. So please don't be burdened by fame and fortune, let go of everything and go after the freedom that belongs to us.
2. 4th Grade Essay "Mr. Cricket's Autobiography"Hello everyone, I am a cricket.
My dwelling should have excellent drainage and a mild sunny day. I don't utilize ready-made burrows; comfortable residences are dug bit by bit, from the hall all the way to the bedroom.
I rest in front of my house, with my head facing outward and my tentacles gently swaying. Even in winter, as long as the climate is mild and the sun reaches the door of my dwelling, I can be seen constantly throwing up dirt.
My body is generally oval, both tentacles are like the snail's tentacles, and my former powerful forelimbs and hindlimbs are like the arms of a praying mantis. My wings are very thin, if you are not careful, "yes" will break my wings.
My song is very beautiful, but also very famous, my body is gray, at night, I sing that beautiful song, mixing people into a sweet dream. This is my ---- "cricket".
3. 4th Grade Diary Cricket's Autobiography 250Cricket's Autobiography I am a hard-working little cricket.
I'm not like other insects who take things as they come, not me. I built and decorated my home myself.
I chose a place with good drainage and plenty of sunlight to build my home. I have a clump of grass in front of my house, and every time I go out to feed, I don't go back to eat that clump of grass.
Without them, my natural enemies will find me, and if they take over my house, then I will not be a failure. Besides, I don't have much furniture, but don't think my house is a hole! Cut! You have a bedroom, so do I! What's more, my walls are much smoother than yours! How's that? Amazing! But it's not easy to build such a nice home. I'm building my house in October.
I used my front feet to rake the soil and pincers to move off the clods. I also use my hind feet to step on the ground.
There are two rows of saws on the hind legs, which I use to push the dirt to the back.
4. How to write a 400-word essay about a cricketHello! I am a "people see people love, flowers see flowers bloom" of the cricket, then I will introduce myself! I'm a cricket.
I have many friends, relatives and siblings, and there are about 2400 different species around the world, and there are hundreds of each species, but my color is yellowish brown to blackish brown. The head is round, the thorax broad, the antennae slender, and the chewing mouthparts.
Some of the jaws are well developed and strong in biting fights. The forefoot and midfoot are similar and of the same length; the hindfoot with small spines is well developed, and is also powerful and good at jumping; the hearer on the tibial segment of the forefoot is larger on the outer side than on the inner side.
Cricket burrowing, often inhabiting the ground, under the masonry, soil burrows, between the bushes. Night out activities.
Omnivorous, eating a variety of crops, saplings, vegetables and fruits, but also eat small insects. I also have a very special skill, we make a very beautiful sound, but our mouth can not scream, this sound is from the wings rubbing when the sound is issued hence the name.
I am a good jumper, jumping on my hind legs. In last year's Insect Sports Festival jumping program, I rely on my short but powerful back legs for our cricket family glory, took first place.
How about that, I am very powerful! I also have particularly strong escape skills. Whenever a human steps on me, I will be the first to sense it, because the root whiskers growing out of my abdomen are my keen sensors.
I'll jump out of the danger zone as fast as I can and get away. At this point, you will be open-mouthed surprised, "No way! A little cricket is capable of so much."
Hee hee, you don't look at us as a small body, but we are very strong. Thus, you should remember us as a family - crickets.
5. 4th grade I am a little cricket self valorization essayI am a little cricket without worries. I live a carefree life. I jumped in the green grass and hid to sleep. Suddenly, a huge loud noise fell from the sky and woke me up. I rushed out of the house, and when I inquired about it, it turned out that the students of Class 502 were going to catch me to make a specimen and study me. Hearing this news, I immediately ran towards home. But it was already too late, I watched me a handsome and extraordinary (although it is very hateful, but in fact still more handsome, I honestly say) boy, my happy and warm home to trample flat.
I was so angry about this that I jumped up and down, and as I did so, I said loudly, "I protest! I protest ......" At this time, he seemed to Columbus found a new continent, a pair of animal cruelty "claws" to me. I immediately ran, he was like a hound dog in hot pursuit, more and more people, I complained in my heart: how to forget, I am now a "fugitive" facing the crisis ah! As I thought about it, I slowed down and he caught me easily. I closed my eyes and prayed, "Hell no!" "Huh? How come there's no movement?" I opened my eyes to see four men surrounding me, looking at me with various instruments. Without saying a word, I pulled out my legs and ran. The damn boys, more than once, blocked me. After a while, they let me go. I realized at that moment: they had caught me only to observe me, not to mutilate me. When I saw them walking away, I hurried to follow them, wanting to say "sorry" to them. But they couldn't see me, so I had to keep following them.
Poor me still do not know, the world in addition to good people, there are bad people, there may be bad people at any time will be on my violent tendency ......
6. Fourth grade nature's revelation about the crickets essayToday is the weekend. After dinner, I suggested going out into the yard to catch crickets, because I hadn't seen any crickets yet, and had only heard chirping coming from the grass. So I found a flashlight, and my dad rolled a small tube out of paper, and when I asked what it was for, he said, "To hold the crickets."
Once we were ready, Dad, Mom, and I went out into the yard. I perked up my ears, relaxed my footsteps, stared wide-eyed, and searched with all my heart, afraid to let go of a target. Suddenly, the sound of "crickets, crickets" came from a corner not far away, and we tiptoed up to it. "Crickets" chirping again, I hurriedly light up the flashlight, only to see the corner of the wall there is a crack in the stone, the gap reveals a round head, my father said: "This is a cricket, hold the light." I buckled several times did not buckle, and finally or dad caught it, put it in a prepared paper tube.
Back home, I hit a useless flower pot, which left a little soil, and put the cricket in it. That's when I got a good look at it: its dark brown body, about 25 millimeters long, and two hairline-like tentacles on its brain.
As the night wore on, I listened to the serenade from the lanai and sweetly fell asleep.
7. Fourth-grade essay on crickets as their own 50 wordsCrickets are mostly small and medium-sized, a few large.
Yellowish brown to blackish brown. The head is round, the thorax is broad, and the filamentous antennae are slender and easily broken.
Chewing mouth. Some large jaws are well developed and strong in biting fights.
Forefeet and midfeet similar and the same length; hindfeet well developed, good jumping; tail whiskers longer. The hearer on the tibial segment of the forefoot is larger on the outside than on the inside.
The males are vocal and aggressive, killing each other. There are articulators on the forewings of males, consisting of scrapers on the wing veins, friction veins and articulators.
The forewings are raised and rubbed from side to side, thus vibrating the articulating mirror and emitting tones. Females are larger, with needle-like or spear-like ovipositor tubes exposed and small wings.
Male crickets fight each other for food, to consolidate their territory and to possess females. In my hometown, I often take advantage of the time when it is almost dark to catch crickets, one day I went to catch crickets as usual, but this day, a cricket are not, this is what I saw a group of small crickets, I guess the crickets should be to find food for their own children to go, at this time I squatted down, carefully observe the small crickets, I look at his two tentacles up and down as if it is a demonstration of me, which is what I touched his tentacles, he shouted, as if very angry look, small crickets called a few crickets heard, immediately ran back, jumped on my body, which is I want to slap down, but I melancholy, I remembered & lt; & gt;, crickets want to the old man, and I'm like a shark, the strength of the disparity between the big, but the crickets did not give in to me. This is I feel how great parents, even a small cricket knows the affection between mother and child .
8. Fourth grade book to my mouth to write an essay 400 wordsMy revered teacher
The trend of fashion, popular pioneers, in the heart of every person, there is one is their own worship of the person, or
Perhaps he is not a household name, but that one, must be a significant impact on their
people.
A lot of people take celebrities as objects of imitation, not just in terms of their dress, but also in terms of their personality and behavior
but for me, it's just an external change. The big man in my mind is not a star,
nor a great man, but an ordinary teacher. Because of her appearance, changed my composition
. Once, I was very afraid of the essay, whenever I saw the paper, I could not think of what to write, even if the teacher
teacher to give the title still can not write, but there is a teacher, with a special method of lessons, not only to make me overcome
overcome the fear, and even more so that I continue to be better, in the past the face of a long time of the paper is always too late to write me, now
in the paper on the one who got to the paper can be The first time I saw this, I was able to get my hands on a piece of paper, and I was able to write a letter. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it in a few hours. The
composition teacher is like a lighthouse in my life, guiding me; like a pair of wings, leading
me to grow, even if the end of junior high school career, may not be able to see each other again, but her kindness will be in my heart
leave an immense amount of gratitude, and those who don't know how to say thank you, will stay in my heart, for a long time, for a long time
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long time, I will not know how to say thank you, and I will not know how to say thank you. White
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Even those big people can change us, but some people's heart is not a good person, some
Some people will be some bad people as the heart of the big people, often go to imitate their behavior, and in the end,
also become a bad person, the youth, some artists behavior is not suitable for us to imitate, and to
The youth, some artists behavior is not suitable for us to imitate, and to
The youth will be the most important thing, and to be a good person, we will be a good person, we will be a good person.
The only thing we should imitate is their good behavior. We should not be like those who don't know what is right and what is wrong, but we should be able to distinguish between right and wrong, and we should not become blind and not distinguish between right and wrong.
Every person has a
big man in his heart, we often imitate them, the behavior of those people for our life on the road, and opened
a new road, but that may be a road, may be a road to darkness of the thorns of the
road, the influence of the deep composition teacher for me to open, is a road, and the teacher is also a road, and the teacher is also a road, and the teacher is a road.
The teacher has become a great man in my mind.
Thank you, Mr. Chen Ru.
9. Cricket's new home after reading, elementary school fourth-grade essay about 400 wordsRecently I read an article called "Cricket's Residence" This article is the French entomologist Fabre live in the observation diary, this article is mainly written about the characteristics of the cricket's residence and architectural talent.
Cricket residence standards are very strict, must be excellent drainage, and there is a mild sunshine, it does not use the ready-made cave, but a little bit of their own excavation, from the hall all the way to the bedroom. Its residence is so simple, clean, dry, and very hygienic, it is clearly written on the cricket's time to build a house, and it is so soft to build a house, just like a saw's hind legs, and its tools (that is, the hind legs) and the hair as thin, as soft, we use the hair to dig the land, it is impossible to excavate such a burrow, but the cricket is using its " tool" to dig a cozy burrow nine inches long and one finger long. This shows that the cricket is so smart and hardworking.
At home, I'm like a little emperor, no self-care ability, clothes to reach for the hand, food to open mouth, a dissatisfaction will be thunder, the family made a chicken and dogs, until to meet their own requirements, only to be satisfied, this time reading the "Cricket's Residence" heart can not help but give birth to a sense of shame. Because I encountered difficulties in the home is not to find ways to solve, but deliberately lazy to avoid, am I not as good as a small cricket? No! I want to persevere, perseverance, not to achieve the goal never stop