Part I: Wonderful Moments
That wonderful moment made hundreds of millions of people unforgettable.
Listening to the passionate commentary of the commentator on TV, my heart was excited; looking at the breathless audience on the field of the National Games, my eyes turned to him, a big boy with a smile and agile hands - Liu Xiang!
"Bang -" the sound of the starting gun, more than a dozen athletes will be like an arrow off the string generally rushed out. "One second, two seconds, three seconds ......" I counted silently in my heart, and was nervous about Liu Xiang's performance. I want to tell him, it's okay to lose, the body is the most important. You have not appeared for more than ten months, no one will blame you for this time to play poorly, really ...... Just when I just counted thirteen, the original silence in the air came an exciting cry "Liu Xiang out of the line!" Our Liu Xiang, our hero!
Looking at Liu Xiang's smiling face, I put down my heart, recalling the day more than a year ago when Liu Xiang's "dream breaks in Beijing". Just into the arena, the audience from his face easily read the pain, he sometimes also blow his own legs, want to stop the pain with pain. But with the first time someone grabbed the whistle, Liu Xiang finally tore off the number, head and left. The spectators on the field sighed and left for the most part. The chastisement of him was endless ......
Watching Liu Xiang excitedly circling the field at the National Games. What I want to say is: "Eighteen months after the injury, welcome back, Liu Xiang!" The commentator's voice was hoarse, the audience on the field boiled! The real king is back, this man of nearly thirty has won three consecutive National Games 110-meter hurdles!
When Liu Xiang guessed the finish line of the moment, it is destined to have hundreds of millions of viewers will be crazy for it, that is the most wonderful moment, the most beautiful moment, the most classic moment. Liu Xiang is back! The king of the field is back in this instant!
This is one of the most wonderful moments, always touching my heart, making me unforgettable.
Part II: Wonderful Moments
On September 28, I attended my first Games, and I captured some shots. These shots bring the spirit of the Olympic Games of struggle, enterprise and unity to every one of us who was there.
Lens 1:
The first project of the Games - 60-meter dash is about to start, the players are actively warming up, the players in my class in the sixth lane, they are moving around while doing deep breathing to calm themselves. "Duh!" The whistle blew and the runners were ready to start, each one of them was looking firmly at the finish line. "Ready!" "Boom!" At the sound of the gun, the runners were like arrows leaving the strings, dashing forward as fast as they could. Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on! Yeah! Victory! Good job!
Lens 2:
The 1500 meter race that the students were waiting for started. We are particularly excited, the race began, "Bang!" The runners all ran at a medium speed and breathed rhythmically with their feet. One lap down, the speed of the players gradually slowed down, the chest violently undulating; two laps, some players a little bit can not hold on, big mouth breathing heavily, face red. There are a few people really can't run, slowly walking, but not a moment later and ran up ...... lap after lap, lap after lap, finally came to the sprint stage. Although everyone has long been exhausted, but still all desperately run forward ......
Lens three:
The last project of the Games - the staff 4 * 100 meters relay is about to start. The students are desperately cheering for their teachers. "Ready, bang!" The gunshot just fell, the teachers dashed out of the starting point. Teachers all slightly lowered their heads, striding forward, in the students' cheering, the teacher has long handed the baton to the last teacher. The teacher flew past us, ten meters, nine meters, eight meters... "Wow!" The race was over, and the students congratulated and shouted for the teachers.
The shots I captured represent a strong will, an upward spirit, and they bring the spirit of the Olympics to our Games and into our lives ......
Part III: Wonderful Moments Essay
A silver light leapt lightly into the black sky, I looked up, and in a flash, a cluster of fireworks bloomed. It seemed I could see the brilliant light reflected in my eyes. For a moment, I witnessed what seemed to be a life process, blooming, perfect display, fading, short but wonderful.
Perhaps the beauty of fireworks is in that moment, from the incomparable brightness to the moment of dissipation. Maybe so, even if the demise is also very wonderful.
I am silent, and I don't know why, but I am silent and hidden in the night, looking at the darkness with my bright eyes, but I can't see the light.
Startled by the sudden light, I was sensitive to look up to explore the light. For a moment, the blue-violet glow of the fireworks chased away the darkness. In another instant, the light died and the blackness returned.
Disdainfully, I closed my eyes: a firework, trying to fight the darkness with only a spark, not self-conscious. But I realized that before my eyes, there are remnants of the light before the disappearance of the splendor of the spot, vague, inexplicable.
As if the soul of the fireworks, seems to be laughing at my cowardice.
The light spot is not dispersed for a long time, appearing in any darkness I put my eyes over, jumping, blooming, and then withered.
The life of a firework is only a moment, but it is firmly rushed to the sky, bloom, with colorful light to the darkness, the stars of the bright light is its hope, is its unrepentant faith, short, warm, brave.
How meaningful is its life! How many moments of my youth are as short as it is, but how many are as wonderful as it is?
I looked into the night and longed for light.
In an instant, and I do not know how many silver lines rushed to the sky, the golden light sprinkled down, the sky shot a large bright, bright everything so clear.
Everything under the golden color, how beautiful!
I stood up, spread out my arms, and turned on the light. The light, how beautiful! I thought back, still with the wonderful moment just before my eyes.
Article 4: Wonderful Moments
"People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has its own shade and roundness." This sentence is a household name, as the so-called life and death by fate ah!
It was in the year of my graduation, my grandfather was not well, and sick, a sudden illness, scared parents rushed to send him to the hospital, the doctor said that my grandfather needed to be opened for surgery, after a few hours of "war", he escaped from the ghost gate.
A few months of treatment, his spirit is good, they decided to leave the hospital. After discharge, he was happily playing with his grandfather, but on the last day of February, something happened that I will never forget.
That night, I slept with my cousin at my aunt's house, but I don't know why my eyelids were jumping so much that day, and my heart always felt uneasy and uncomfortable, but I couldn't tell why. Until the middle of the night aunty called me home, said dad called! I was scared.
On the road, I thought of a million in can: maybe call me home to say grades, maybe call me home to sleep do not rest assured that I ...... but that is not possible. Suddenly, a picture appeared in the brain: grandfather lying in bed, surrounded by a group of people calling him to shout him ...... My heart suddenly trembled, shook his head and told himself that it was just a hallucination! Although this is said, but my mind is always floating that image over and over again!
To the door of the house, I do not want to go in, and do not dare to go in, suddenly someone pushed me a little, it turned out to be has been in the send my aunt! Looked at her, I carefully pushed open the door, slowly walked in, the picture appeared again, wrong! It wasn't the picture. "It can't be, it can't be ......" I said to myself. Rubbing my eyes, I looked ahead, my grandfather was on his bed, surrounded by a group of people yelling at him and calling him, exactly like the picture. Why is that?
"Son, come here!" Dad's words interrupted my thoughts, and I walked over to the group, who looked at me and nodded, signaling me to go get Grandpa. "Grandpa-" my voice had a slight tremor to it. "Grandpa!" I amplified my voice slightly, and he opened his eyes and simply said, "Ugh!" But lay down again, and never woke up! How I wish time would stop like that, how I wish he wouldn't fall asleep ......
At that moment, I realized the preciousness of affection, and I understood the importance of loved ones.
The most beautiful moment was just a 5-word conversation, the most beautiful moment was just the last conversation between me and my grandpa, but it was my best memory! But rather not this memory, I don't want my grandfather to leave me, I don't!
Article 5: Wonderful Moments
There is love in everything, whether it's the love of teachers and elders to their juniors, or the love of friendship between friends, all of them are caring for me all the time.
In the classroom, students are quietly writing homework, only the teacher paced gently in the class. Sometimes, see a student's head is too close to the book, quietly walk over, a hand gently on the back of that student, the other hand gently put the shoulders of that student back around, correct his sitting posture. The corrected students immediately changed to the correct posture, and more seriously do homework, to return to the teacher with excellent results.
In a brief moment, the teacher's motherly care for the students made the students unforgettable.
At the end of the school day, I scored only 76 points in the exam, as if I had been abandoned by the world. Looking at my friends there to celebrate their good grades, my heart was sour, walked away alone. At this point I seemed like a veteran who had been starving for a few days, and every step I took was so difficult. Tears were falling down my face without a fight. At this time, I don't know who shouted from behind me, "Wang Miaoshi, wait." Who could it be? I turned around and saw that several of my good friends were standing in front of me. They all came to comfort me! At this time, my tears once again came out of my eyes, and all of a sudden I found my confidence again.
The moment was short, but the friendship of my friends is something I will never forget.
On the bus, I sat in the last row. Just sat down, my water cup like a mouse jumped out of the schoolbag, a brain, drilled into the front row under the car seat. Sitting in front of me is a middle-aged woman, slightly fat, head twisted out the window watching something. Perhaps the sound of the water bottle falling startled her, she looked back at me, and then looked under the seat, did not say anything. I think she didn't see the water glass. But the next scene that happened shocked me. I saw her hunching down as if with great difficulty and struggling to reach the water cup. After two or three minutes, she tilted her head and handed me the glass of water. I saw that tiny beads of sweat had seeped from her forehead. I quickly said, "Thank you." , she didn't say anything. Slowly turned away.
The moment was short, but the care between strangers is something I will never forget.
Although the moment is short, but it leaves us endless wonderful and touching, more worthy of our cherish.
Part 6: Wonderful Moments
Not every beauty is so dazzling, not every thing can make people happy, for me, a pair of eyes good at discovering, perhaps a small moment in life will be wonderful.
I've never quite understood what it means to get up early in the morning and do exercises. Those 5 minutes can even be described as boring. Almost everyone is just going through the motions, and the music doesn't stop and the people are already gone.
But from that day on, I suddenly realized that I was not unproductive.
Early that morning, I yawned on the way to the playground, so sleepy! I was more tired in the morning than at night! I walked to the area where my class was and stood still, waiting for the march to end. I stumbled upon a splash of vermillion in the sky, I looked up and it was the sun! It was making its way to the stage-like sky, about to shine! It wasn't blinding enough to look straight up at that moment, but it made me feel warm and energized like never before.
The music started, and I began to move to the beat, not realizing that it was not like the old days, but joyful and powerful. I looked at the warm sun with a smile. It was getting redder and redder, nestled in with the gray-blue sky, slowly climbing up to the roofs, lighting up brick by brick. It began to get brighter and brighter, rising faster and faster. I couldn't help but stop what I was doing and wait quietly for it to rise into the sky. It stopped! It seemed to be waiting for the energy to build up, and finally, it made a strong jump, and then rose higher and higher, and the light became more and more intense, and I could no longer look directly at it with my eyes. The sun had risen!
At that moment, my heart was filled with joy and fullness, and the moment a hundred or so students raised their hands, I suddenly understood what "vigor" means! The first thing I did was to look at the sunrise, and I smiled. Suddenly I felt that doing exercises is a very happy thing, this is vigor, this is youth. I no longer feel the arm swing boring, no longer think that the radio gymnastics boredom, from the moment the sun shines, I became energetic. Heart that a trace of lethargy has been the warmth of the sunshine erased, at this moment I am full of enthusiasm, from now on will be the new me, an energetic me, energetic . I!
I love this round of shining sun, and even more love it to shine the moment!
Part VII: The Moment of Wonder
In all ages of life, there are different colors, all formed a wonderful moment. Just like the moment when a goal is scored in a ball game, it is wonderful.
I treasure the moments from my childhood, each of which makes me happy and nostalgic.
The first moment was when I came into this desirable world. Judging from when my mother took it, this photo must have been taken when I was one year old. Look! The eyes are glittering with hope, and the innocence of a child is being born quietly at that time. Listen to my mother-in-law said, when I was a child to eat can be really unsettled, so that everyone followed me to run, is my mother-in-law with a rope and then lead a small paper boat made in advance with the hands, so that every day I hold this boat streets and alleys to wander around, she said my speed, faster than a car, so in each corner of the alleyway is always standing a person, either grandpa or mom, because I run behind the people if they are tired, it is time to change the people to run with me.
The second moment, I was forced by my mom to come to the piano teacher to learn the piano. At that time I was in the first grade, my fingers are still relatively flexible, because my parents suspected that I do not have a kind of interest, I hope I can learn to become a musical instrument. At that time! Really with a cow can not drag me out of the house, because I think that the heavy piano can be played really do not worry. However, with the strong support of my family, I was able to learn to play! For a long time, I practiced day and night, and finally got results.
The third moment was when I finally grew to 1.5 meters tall, and stood by the measuring tape with a beautiful pose! I always worry about my parents' genetics will not be tall, but in my worry, but grew a large cut. I was so happy that time.
With the help of a camera, all three of my moments were captured. As a young child it was pink and it was sweet. As a child it was green and vibrant.
As a teenager, it was soft blue, and I was swimming in a tiny ocean. All moments will become the past, but as long as you always think back, you will feel that life is so beautiful!
Article 8: Wonderful Moments
History, for us to screen is an excellent movie, in the long time in the wonderful. But who can deny that there is no excitement in the moment of fireworks?
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The moment of the silent opening of the flowers, for the white paper of my life added a touch of splendor.
Just the day I left the countryside and came to the town, my grandmother leaned on her wooden walking stick, rubbed my face with her rough hands, and with a wandering eye gave me a packet of cocklebur seeds, accompanied by a pot of soil from my hometown, and she grabbed my shoulders with a trembling hand and said to me, "Nui Nui, be sure to keep it well!" Watching her hunched back fade away in my eyes, an inexplicable sentimentality surged through my heart. I eagerly turned around, let the wind, gently dry my tears have not fallen.
The car started, through the window is not very clear, I took a last look at the package in the dust of the hometown - the place where I grew up.
With a new and shy mood, I came to town. The first day I arrived home, I planted the cocklebur seeds in a pot and put it in front of the window. At first, I was very careful to take care of it, watering it every day, carefully, looking forward to its growth. But then, because of its late arrival and the aggravation of my studies, I no longer had time to take care of it. Every day dragged a heavy step back home, the top of the sleep suppression, in the light of the fight.
Late at night, I still sit in front of the window sighing and writing exercises. The cold air coming through the window did not subdue the irritation inside. I gamble on the pen a shot, just pestle there, staring at the window of the night. Without realizing it, a faint, familiar fragrance woke me up from my haze. Gosh! The window side of the pot of cockscomb flowers quietly bloom buds, slowly and gently, as if afraid to wake up which is sleeping soundly after a long day of tired people. So many days of ignorance did not let it give up efforts, and let it in a seemingly no one late at night to put out their own magnificent.
The flowers are still opening, each branch is very lively, one after another, endless prosperity. Although it is silent, but the strong aroma let me y feel the joy of their blooming.
Finally. Finally finished busy, that a graceful and noble posture unabashedly in front of the front, that moment, the confusion in my eyes passed away, that moment, I also have a wonderful.