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I have experienced many, many things, not the least of which have been happy, touching and sad ......Amidst all these things, there is one incident that I still remember.
That happened a few pals ago. That day, a big drought mom woke me up from bed, I rolled over and looked at the clock couldn't help but shout, "Oh no how come it's nine o'clock, I and my classmates have arranged to meet at the store at 9:30." With that said, I jumped out of bed, shuffled around and then skimmed a few bites of breakfast and darted out the door.
It was an especially nice day, with the warm sun shining down and warming my body. But I didn't care to enjoy the beautiful scenery along the way, I just kept my head down and ran as fast as I could. I jerked my head back to look at an unfamiliar person walking slowly behind me. I thought to myself, "It's a good thing it's daytime, if it were nighttime, I wouldn't know what to do. I held my head high and continued on my way.
Without realizing it I came to an intersection with a stoplight. It happened to be a red light at that time, I just well waited quietly outside the crosswalk, while waiting I was very anxious in my heart, when this stranger came to the traffic light. I finely measured him, he wore casual clothes face greatly, his eyes like black gems ...... look like not like a bad guy, as if just a passerby. The red light began to flash, at this time a child rushed out of the road, at this time, a big truck came flying, I thought to myself: if the truck hit the child, the child will be heart dead undoubtedly. In the nick of time, this passerby rushed out and pushed the child out of the way, the child was saved, but the passerby was hit by the big truck and flew out. At that moment, the car stopped, many people gathered around, surrounded the place. Soon the traffic police uncle came, the ambulance also came ......
Two
Last December 26, a major thing happened - the Indian Ocean near the island of Sumatra, a strong earthquake, tsunami in the tsunami deaths have amounted to more than 100,000 people. We saw the families of those who died crying on TV, and we sympathized with them very much and wished to donate money to the victims as others did.
The opportunity finally came. One day, the class teacher asked us to donate or not to donate, donate if you bring tomorrow morning. We all shouted without hesitation: I donate ten dollars, I donate forty dollars, I donate fifty dollars, I donate all my pocket money ...... At this time, I saw Xiaodan classmates bowed their heads in silence. Xiaodan was eight years old when her father died, her mother is mentally ill, can only rely on the factory's more than a hundred yuan a month subsidy to live, every day is to eat tofu and green vegetables. Many of her clothes and shoes were given to her by well-wishers. I thought: she must not donate. But the next day she came with five dollars to donate. Five dollars was nothing to others, but to her it was equal to her breakfast for five days, or even her food for five days. Teachers and classmates said, "Xiaodan, your family is poor, so you'd better not donate." She said, "No, I want to donate, I have food and a home to live in every day, while the victims have no food and no home to live in." When everyone knew that she got the five dollars from picking rags, the students all applauded, and some of them even shed tears of emotion.
This incident was so moving that I will never forget it.
Three
One day after school, due to my carelessness, I accidentally left my bag on the school bus, mom, dad and I were anxious like ants on a hot pot.
At that moment, a bolt of lightning broke through the sky, followed by a burst of thunder and a downpour of rain. In spite of all this, Mom and Dad each took an umbrella and hurried straight to the school bus parking lot, but when they got there they found that the bus had already left.
What to do? Will the book bag be taken? There are still a lot of homework did not do ...... a series of ideas continue to arise in my head, mom and dad seem to see my mind, they tried everything to find this school bus driver's leadership, but the leadership said to wait two hours school bus can come back. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it in a few minutes.
At this moment, I found that my parents' clothes were all wet, and my mother's body was shivering, I was touched, and my tears almost flowed out, and I thought: "I really have a pair of good father, good mother!
Two hours later, the bag finally returned to my hands. This incident still makes me unforgettable!
Four
Saturday evening, the sky was cloudy and drizzly. A group of house swallows were frolicking carefree on the road. Suddenly a big truck whizzed by, my heart tightened and I couldn't help closing my eyes, I knew something unfortunate was going to happen.
I slowly opened my eyes and saw a house swallow slowly collapsing to the ground as another stunned house swallow, a little bigger than it, flew over. It lay on top of the failing one and pecked again and again, calling out again and again, and its wings kept flapping, one after another, as if saying, "Partner, wake up, stand up, be strong." The house swallow was actually indifferent.
Finally, the larger swallow was disappointed. It took a few steps away and looked back at the poor swallow, hoping that it would come back to life, but the swallow was already lying there forever, motionless. The slightly larger swallow finally gave up in despair and flew away.
The swallow told us with its life that it is dangerous to leave this place.
400 Words
1. Interesting Childhood Events
My childhood was colorful, and the interesting events that happened in my childhood were as numerous as the stars in the sky. The brightest and most dazzling of them is still that one.
It was a Sunday noon and my mom was already asleep. At that time I was only four years old, nothing to play, blindly in the room, somehow came to the mirror. I'm not sure if I've ever seen a mirror before! In front of how there is a face to face and I look like the same "people"? I do not touch okay, a touch shock, the "person" is flat, and also reached out as if to touch me. I quickly took a few steps back. How dare you learn from me, let's see how I deal with you. I swung my palm, the "man" also swung his palm, I hit, the "man" also hit, yo, strange pain. I can be scared, and flat and will move, but also learn me, but also can hit people, bad, must be a monster. I hurriedly three and two steps, came to my mother's bed, a hand pulling my mother's hand, called: "Mom, there is a strange thing over there, he also hit me." My mom magically asked me what it was, but I pulled my mom to the mirror with all my might. Weird, how come there is another monster, I hurriedly hid behind my mom and couldn't help but start shaking. Mom took a look and laughed, I asked, "Mom, what are you laughing at? Aren't you afraid of it?" Mom turned to me and said, "It's a mirror, it's not a monster at all, look." I only saw my mom swaying left and right, and the person in the mirror swaying left and right. After my mother's speech, I realized that the mirror can "print" people into it, and people can see their own shadows in the mirror. No wonder I do what I do and it does what I do!
Now whenever I think back to this incident, I still laugh out loud!
2. Childhood Fun Facts
What is childhood? It's the cicadas in the trees, the frogs in the water, the short songs of the pastoral flute, the mazes of the partners ........ In short, childhood is carefree and happy. Whenever I colorfully recall the interesting events of my childhood, my face always pan ware a rosy glow. After all, that past is like the sound of gurgling water swirling in my heart, once burst is so gushing ........
When I was five years old, my mother took me to my grandmother's home, my grandmother lives in the countryside, so there are many people there from this village to that village when riding a horse to go, I see very envious, also want to ride a horse to try, but the back of the horse is too high, I can't get on it, I'm trying to figure out how to go up, I happen to see my grandmother in the pig feeding, I think that the pig is small, go up easily, see my grandmother to finish feeding the pig! As soon as I entered the house, I went up to the pig's nest and opened the door, then I went in and chose a pig to ride on and then ran out of the house. When my grandmother saw it, she rushed out and called me, and when I saw my grandmother, I tried to stop the pig, but I couldn't stop it. The pig ran into the grandmother's vegetable garden, which cucumbers, persimmons ....... All the pig stepped off, I was also fruit tree branches scraped hands, belly, this time the grandmother can catch the pig, grandmother drove the pig into the nest, said I was too naughty, even the pig also dared to ride.
Another time was when I was seven years old, I just learned to ride a bicycle. I wasn't very good at it then, and my mom and I rode our bikes to the plaza, where there was a lot of space. I rode my bike there, and the faster I rode, the faster I rode, and suddenly I saw an adult riding his bike from the front, and because I rode too fast, I couldn't brake, and I was about to crash, and my mom was yelling at me, and I thought, "If I crash, I'll get hurt, and I don't know how to ride very well, so what if I turn around and fall down?" I didn't know what to do. At that moment I suddenly remembered: "jump off the car, surely it's okay" I jumped off the car, I was not hurt, but my car and the man to collide.
Whenever I remember these memories, I always "giggle" and smile so sweetly and so brightly. It's as if all of the soul-stirring events of the past have come back to life. I continue to think about the youthful years like poetry, dream season ...... I think that childhood is a tree without annual rings, never old, never disappear ......
3. Childhood fun
Hourly I am particularly naughty and mischievous, the following I will tell you about an interesting thing in my childhood.
I remember once home, I saw my father was lying in bed asleep, so my little head suddenly came up with a "bad" idea, is to paint "face", of course, not on paper, but ----- in the face of my father to paint, I first found the paint, pen and pencil, and the face of my father to paint. I first find out the pigment, pen and water, and then I carefully painted a big "king" word on the forehead of my father, and then use the yellow color of the earth in the face of my father around a bunch of golden spots, so that it is a tiger full of might, after the painting I was happy for my own "masterpiece" and also for my own "masterpiece". After the painting, I felt happy for my "masterpiece" and sorry for my dad's face because it was a pity that my dad's beautiful face was painted like this. I am happy to look at their own "masterpiece" when, suddenly dad woke up, looking at his face, I laughed loudly, dad looked at me inexplicably, when he saw the watercolor paint and water all over the place, looking at me that do not mean to laugh, dad rushed to the bathroom to look in the mirror, when he found his face, has been painted by me into a line. When he found that his face had been painted by me, he did not care about the watercolor paint on his face, he flew into the house, grabbed me is a beating, beating me is a cooing and screaming, although this incident has been a long time past; but I still remember it in my heart.
You see! I was so naughty when I was young! Until now I think of it all feel funny!
4. Childhood Interests
Childhood dreams, colorful dreams; childhood songs, joyful songs; childhood footprints a string; childhood stories a stack of stacks." Does this song remind you of the wonderful childhood life? Many things happened in those colorful years, not as bright as the stars. My childhood was wonderful, there are many things to remember ......
From the time I remember, my great-aunt's class raised two chicks, as soon as there is time I went to my great-aunt's class to see the chicks, I do not know how long, the two chicks gradually grew up, and after a long time, the hens laid eggs, the eggs are going to hatch out the chicks, 21 days later, the smell of the sound can be Listen to a chick's cry, see this situation, hear this sound. I feel so sorry for the chicks, to help them when the hen and the rooster are not at home. The opportunity, finally came ......
That day, the hen went to find food for the little chicks, and the naughty rooster was not at home and ran out to play. Taking advantage of the great aunt did not pay attention to pick up an egg by hand, holding in the heart of the hand gently caressing, a serious said: "Chickens do not be afraid, a moment you will come to the world." Said, I no longer hesitate, peeled an egg, a with residual heat, not open eyes of the chicken "born", it looked at me, called twice as if to say: "Thank you, so that I come to the world as soon as possible." I can be happy, and peeled open the second, when I peeled to the fourth when the hen came back, saw me being "bullied" the snake's baby on the fierce cut me a mouth, and suddenly the blood flowed out, I cried and cried to find the aunt, aunt did not say I, but instead of laughing and crying, said: "Little fool, the chicken will not be born until a certain time. Chickens won't be born until a certain time! You will die if you deliver them like this." After hearing this, I rushed to look at the chickens. Sure enough, the ones I had just delivered were dying, while the ones I hadn't delivered were alive. I regretted it, but it was too late ......
While it was a long time ago, and while I was still young and ignorant, it has always spurred me on to go forward and never look back.
5. Childhood fun
Talking about my interesting things, simply more like the stars in the sky, there are happy and sad, there are laughs and tears. I'm going to tell you about the funny ones.
The day I went to my friend's birthday, just after the birthday, my friend will be called up, announced: "In order to make my birthday to live happier, but also in order to let all of you friends to play happy, come to play hide-and-seek to add a little bit of birthday atmosphere." "Oh yeah," I said, dancing with joy.
The game began, I how to find can not find a safe place to hide, only to hear my friend counted: "91, 92." Looked to be counted to a hundred, I panicked, hiding into the bottom of the bed. "The door opened, and my heart tensed as it passed in front of me, and the feet left. After a long time, I heard the sound of footsteps leaving, in order to detect whether the walls have ears, I cautiously poked my head out and looked around, then, I saw a large closet, I slowly moved out of the body, tiptoeing to hide inside, and closed the door. A minute later, the door again "creak" open, the closet door opened, beans like sweat beads from my cheeks down, my friend laughed and said: "Leixu, your pair of big feet betrayed you oh." I panicked in my heart, but still stood motionless. My friend didn't slow down and said, "Well, don't come out is it, I'm going to send a big move, look at my invincible foot scratching skill." He said as he tickled the soles of his feet as he shook them, I couldn't hold back any longer, I laughed out loud and rolled out of the closet, "Wahahaha, I admit defeat, give me a break." I said as I rolled on the floor.
Great, great, there is only one person left, but still do not show up, I am so tired to lie on the ground, only to hear "ah" sound, I was kicked off the bottom of the bed again, the quilt was lifted off, there is a person leaped out, a face of anger, shouted: "Which bastard press my feet. " We looked at him in amazement, and he panicked, spat out his tongue, and said in embarrassment, "Yah, got caught."
"Haha" the laughter traveled far and wide...
6. Interesting Childhood Events
There were many interesting things in my childhood, but in my mind there is one that can never be washed away - planting snow.
It was a flurry of snowy days, I looked out the window at the silver world, full of joy. Avoiding mom, hiding in a corner, to "grab" those beautiful, white snow girl. In a short while, my hands have grabbed a lot of snow girls. They were all different shapes and sizes. I was so happy. But after a moment, they all turned into water and disappeared. I was very sad.
While I was sad, my best friend Fifi came to play with me. When she saw my sad face, she asked me why I was sad, and I told her the whole story. She then thought of a solution with me piece by piece. "Right, right, the farmer uncle planted the grain into the ground, and next year it will grow more grain again, why don't we plant the snow into the ground too, and wait until next spring, won't the snow grow again?" Fifi's idea reminded me at once.
As soon as I said, I went home and took a small shovel and a plastic bag, and Fifi also went home and secretly took her sister a red head rope. In the southwest corner of my house dug out a fist-sized pit, the mouth of the plastic bag opened, we each put a handful of snow into it, and I also said to the snow in my heart: I hope you grow up quickly. Then tied the mouth, buried inside the small pit.
Snow planted, we are very happy, looking forward to a long time, looking forward to seeing those lovely snow girl again.
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500 words
1.a try
Life, is in many attempts to stumble and grow up, and many opportunities can only be grasped in the attempts, so the first attempt on the life of the knocking bricks such as success.
At that time, my sketching background is not deep, often appear in general the mistakes made by first-time painters: the picture is too full, the shape is not allowed to set, painted too black, etc., but I still try to draw according to the book, "according to the gourd to draw a dipper", a lot of people are dissatisfied with pointing to my paintings, "look at what you paint this is! What are you drawing?" After hearing this, I really do not feel good in my heart, sour feeling welled up in my heart, tears are going to flow down, but I try to endure, and from now on more efforts.
I also have to work hard, so every day in addition to studying, the rest of the time is spent on painting, and in the end, "practice" actually has a thick pile!
At this point, my father said, "You've tried plaster and still life, now you're going to paint a portrait." I knew I needed a try. I knew that I needed to try once, and whether it worked or not, I would try my best to do it.
So I borrowed a plaster head of a young girl with big eyes and a tall, straight nose. I laid out the drawing paper, pencil in hand, but do not dare to draw, for fear that this beautiful girl painted into the "ugly", but remembered my father's words, and feel the need to break through, so I took a deep breath, the hand slowly began to play the shape of the ...... months of hard work is not useless, and now it is the right time to play the shape. Not useless, is now being used, looking at the plaster statue from my pen gradually from fuzzy to clear, the heart inexplicably happy, every line, are my happy mood, and constantly carefully observe, compare.
One hour passed, two hours, three hours...
...for the first time I realized that time really flies. With the painting essentially finished, I carefully made one last change, and this time I surprised myself by realizing that my attempt at gesso had actually worked!
I took the "try" and knocked on the door of the painting!
The joy in my heart goes without saying, holding this hard-earned work as if holding the whole world. When this painting appeared in front of those who had once satirized me, they were surprised to be unable to speak, and finally only spit out a few words: "You're progressing so fast!
"I was really happy that I actually succeeded in this attempt!
In the long road of art, there will be many more chances for me to try, in which I am bound to fail, but I believe that because I "dare", my attempts will be successful!
This attempt to become my memory of the "milestone", whenever there is an opportunity to come, I will go forward, I believe that their own attempts to create a wide-open prospect for themselves!
2. Affection stems from blood, and blood condenses affection. In the world, relying on blood ties, often interpreted a singable and sad story of love.
In a dusty construction site, a number of new buildings will be laid, but there is a dilapidated hut isolated support there. In the eyes of the general public, it may be considered difficult to pull out the "nail households". But who knows, this "nail household" behind a sad story: the head of the household is an old couple, their only son is a thirty-something mentally retarded children, often away from home, ten days and a half a month back. But this time he went out for more than two months did not come back, the old couple was anxious, dilemma. Do not move it, and affect the construction progress of the site, move it, and worry about the stupid son home to find parents. Finally, the house was moved. Since then, in the east and west of this construction site stands an old man, accompanied by the sound of rumbling machines, tiptoe expect that long time has not returned to the stupid son, let the dust on the face, wind and rain.
After a major earthquake in a city, people cleaning up the rubble were surprised to find that many babies and young children are still alive - in the mother's bowed flesh and blood to live; a mother more than half a hundred years old, her son suffered from uremia urgently in need of a kidney, and resolutely asked the physician to take out one of her kidneys ... ...
This is affection, this is the world's most good and beautiful affection. She is in the thoughts of the heart, in the holy and selfless care, in the dedication of the uncomplaining. Have such affection, will make our stormy life become a pleasant scenery, so that the world full of warmth.
Affection, inherent, from blood, but not limited to blood. The baptism of time will show the intensity of affection; the test of materialism will prove the truth or falsehood of affection.
The most sincere affection is not far away from the alienation, not because of a long time and indifference, the farther away from the long time, the affection is very precious.
When materialism occupies the mind, affection will also be tarnished and trampled by materialism.
The most valuable thing in life, she called "affection". Everyone is born naturally have and take it for granted, sometimes, we inadvertently lost this innate valuable wealth. Have affection for life is perfect, no affection for life is crippled, and have affection but do not cherish the life is regrettable life, more sad life.
3. The story of me and books
"Love books, it will make your life easy, it will come to you lovingly to help you understand the complexity of thoughts, feelings and time; it will teach you to respect others and yourself, it is love of the world, love of mankind, to inspire the wisdom and heart."
On my bookshelf is covered with books. The reason why I love reading so much is because of this:
When I was not yet in kindergarten, my mother told me to learn to recognize words as soon as I was free, but I always listened to me, and I only cared about playing. To one time, my mother took me to her workmate's home, her workmate also has a daughter, I went to her room to visit, almost full of books, she also proudly said: "I have been reading since I was a child, and now read more than is a book, you?" I bowed my head in shame and said, "I haven't read a single one." She laughed maniacally for a moment and then told her mom, who said to my mom, "Why don't you let your son read?" Mom was embarrassed and said, "Well." I had embarrassed my mom like that, and I had a feeling that when I got home she was going to beat me. When I got home, I waited for a beating. Surprisingly, my mom not only didn't beat me, but also cooked a good meal for me. In my heart, I quietly plan to read more books, so as not to let my mom lose face. I've been with the books ever since.
The book allows us to appreciate the true meaning of the world, the book is a teacher and a friend. If there are no books, there are many narrow-minded people in the world; if there are no books, there are many rude people in the world; if there are no books, there are many fragile people in the world; if there are no books, there are many short-sighted people in the world. Without books, the compositions we write would never improve.
When I was a child, I read in my mother's lap and listened to her reading, mostly fairy tales, such as: "The Emperor's New Clothes", "The Three Little Pigs", "Cinderella", "Beauty and the Beast" ... or comic books with pictures.
With the passage of time, I gradually grew up, I read comic books, and now the masterpieces, the interest has changed a lot, I used to want to read books with pictures, but now I want to read books with deep truths.
In books, I find my life goal, know how to be a man in the world, "independent thinking" principle. In the kingdom of books, no one will stop you from traveling in the footsteps, our thoughts will be arbitrary gallop, unrestrained. The book contains knowledge, contains the reason. The reason is to rely on the realization of the knowledge is not finished, so the book is not read.
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1.My Youth My Song
"The rain drenched the sky Destroyed with great care 。。。。。。" I sang it while walking alone on the road with an umbrella.
I just came to a new class, because my personality is more introverted, I don't like to take the initiative to say hello, so I didn't make any friends
and the original friend because she has a new friend, so I don't bother her, or maybe it's just an excuse 。。。。。。 Anyway,
I'm avoiding new situations.
My friend also knew I was timid, so she introduced me to a friend. Her first impression on me was that she was tiny and short, a bit naughty and cute. I didn't know what to say because I am not good at dealing with people. But the lively her words were like a fountain that enlivened the otherwise dead atmosphere. "What's your name?" "Pei Fei Ya" "My name is Wang Xiaoyan" she answered without waiting for me to ask. So I had my first new friend in middle school.
"The wind comes here to be sticky, sticking to the passing thoughts . The rain is tangled into a line here, entangling us to stay in the human world. You are around is the fate, the fate written in the three holy stone above 。。。。。。" . I walked down the road singing. Only, this time it wasn't me singing alone, but with Wang Xiaoyan. Because their families both lived in Copper Flower Villa, they sometimes walked together after school. The two of them walked down the road talking and laughing. I thought: the new environment is not so bad.
"yo yo yo yo let happy first, turn and think about searching for a good result oh ~ forward and backward turn and then to the left, get rid of the trouble who scored the most points." I sang to my friends on the way. Because I had a new desk and friends, I wasn't alone after school every day, and most of my moods were good. I thought, "It's good to have friends.
" The sky is sheer sugar, so what if it collapses. The rainbow is a smiling face, sadness bye bye happiness does not need a reason!" I began to take the initiative to greet others and make friends. It turns out that making friends is very simple. I thought to myself. My efforts were rewarded, and I made a lot of friends. Every day was cheerful.
"My stage I build myself, to be seen by the world. I write my own script and believe that I will always be a main character. My charm I create myself, out of everyone's expectation. My future I shine myself, every tomorrow embraces me." This is my favorite song right now.
There is a song that has highs and lows, joys and sorrows. This song belongs to no one else but me.
2. Inadvertently open the drawer, I saw the broken ruler again, I can not help but think of the incident a few years ago ......
It was a math midterm exam in the 6th grade of elementary school, the day before the exam, the teacher instructed us: "Class, this exam has drawing questions, everyone must bring a good pencil ruler." That night, I studied late and didn't pack the things I needed to bring for the test. The next morning, I opened my eyes and saw, "Huh? It was 7:30! Oh no, I'm going to be late for the exam! I hurriedly dressed, spread on the table of pencils, erasers and so on a brain into the book bag a race, and flew to the school.
To the classroom, I pulled things out one by one. Pencils, erasers, pens, rulers ...... Huh? Ah! Ruler! I forgot my ruler! It's over, there's only 5 minutes left before the test, what should I do?
I turned my book bag upside down and searched around my seat, hoping to find a ruler. But the miracle didn't happen, the bag was empty, the floor was clean, there was nothing. Alas, this is a disaster, no ruler, how to do the drawing problems ah.
The teacher had already come in with the paper, and I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. Suddenly, I heard a voice from behind me, "What's wrong with you? Lost something?" Looking back, I didn't recognize it. As the saying goes, sick and anxious, I told him about forgetting the ruler even though I didn't think he could help much. He sank for a moment and said, "I'll give it to you." I was puzzled, suddenly saw him his new ruler "snap" folded in half, handed me one of the cut, said: "Here, take it."
I took the half of the ruler, a wave of gratitude from the bottom of my heart, but I did not have time to say anything, the bell rang, began the examination, I had to turn around, began to concentrate on answering the questions, with the cut-off ruler carefully draw the diagram ......
The bell rang again, the examination is over. I let out a long breath. I turned around and wanted to thank him, but I didn't know what to say, he seemed to understand my mind, smiled, and said, "No need to thank you, it's right to help each other, that cut-off ruler is for you." Said, he picked up the thing and left. Looking at his back, and looked at the ruler in his hand, the heart has a kind of indescribable feeling.
This matter has been over for several years, but I still remember it clearly, and it will continue to stay in my heart. It makes me feel the true love on earth, and I will continue to spread this true love, hoping that all people can feel this true love and pass it on.