Clouds break the moon to flower shadow", flowers are the most know how to enjoy the spring light. In the sunny spring, the heart dried up by the cold wind, lazily began to awaken, beautiful flowers, hundreds of flowers compete.
"A clear cry of spring dawn", the birds are the messengers of spring, along with the melody of the dance of spring, the birds played a joyful music; green hills, running water, tinkling streams, with which intertwined, rotating accordingly. In the early morning thin morning mist, the sunlight reflects the light like feathers, dancing. The dance is gentle and gentle, soft and moving.
I can't tell if we added some energy to this warm spring, or the vitality of the spring infected us, in any case, everything has become so vivid, new.
Put aside the hustle and bustle of the world and boredom, between the falling flowers and flowing water, heaven and earth. Enjoy the splendor of the sun, the softness of the wind, in the endless green field to run, singing. Feel the "wind blowing grass low now cattle and sheep" of interest.
Spring night, please close your eyes and listen carefully, those hidden in the night under the shadow of the beauty of Wan as a song low chanting. The moon's gentle eye, such as just out of the ice and snow, both a few cold, but also bright and gorgeous supremacy, gazing at the world's little creatures. The tender grass, in the moonlight sound sleep. Step gently across the path. Hush! Never wake them up. Pure dewdrops are condensed on the leaves, like glaze emitting thousands of colors. With a gentle dip of the finger, it runs into the palm of the hand, smiling at the gladness. Walking through the clear water, early in the morning she has a general charm. A thin layer of fog floating, such as a layer of veil, softly covered in her delicate figure, tempting us to lift it. Water is extremely spiritual, she flowed all the way, will always bring some story. Gently put your feet into the cool river water, swinging a layer of ripples, as if the river is smiling at you, but also seems to blame you for waking her up in her sleep. I think, at this moment, is for the six dynasties of gold dust condensation of the Qinhuai River, will also be spring to wash away the lead on earth, but also its original face, Zhu Ziqing if at this time, once again swinging in the Qinhuai River paddle in the shadow of the lights, there should be another kind of experience it! I think, there will be ......
Spring rain lingering, I hold an umbrella, walking in the sky blue frustration under the blue sky, listening to the quiet rain, such as sobbing, such as complaints such as moaning. Take away the umbrella, the rain happily kissed your face, condensed into dewdrops on the hair, and turned into sweetness at the mouth. That oblique dense rain, as drops into your heart, open your eyes, the rain in the eyes weave the qinquan two泓, perhaps the ancient god Nuwa pinch soil to create a man's legend is true, mud in the water into a pulp, people in the rain is soft, walking as if into the DaiWangShu floating rain alley, if there is a chance, I would like to ask Mr. Shu, when he thought of this poem, when he was passing through the March Jiangnan smoke and rain, misty, when the LiuCang, from the I'd like to ask Mr. Shu if he was thinking about this poem when he passed through the misty rain of March in Jiangnan!
I sat in the room without lights on, listening to the sound of rain falling, an infinite darkness embraced me, without lights, imagined the beauty of the glass windows outside the rain drifting down the misty Tao Qing, the darkness of the gentle like the deep sea, my feeling of drifting did not float, high and near the sky into a dark blue like a flat reachable ***, winding on the old wall of the green Teng was washed by the rain of the water green, the flow of time, the clear tone of the drops of rain, the willow pale, the time flowed, the rain washed by the water, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain and the rain, the rain. The time flow, clear tone of the raindrops, I seem to be able to hear the initial vibration of life, each leaf on each thin green veins, are different from other surfaces.
Spring, there is the quiet beauty of the river reed moon; there is the soft beauty of the Guiteng sparse shadow; there is the gorgeousness of the Yu Gai Tianhua. The spring - the beautiful messenger. Why don't you leave the world behind and take a trip in the spring light?
2. Who will help me abbreviate an articleMy little brother went. The place where my little brother went is a place that thousands of philosophers have failed to understand, a place that various religions have attempted to depict, and a place that everyone goes to and can't come back from. But how could it be Little Brother's turn now! He had just turned 50, a time when he was full of energy, had accumulated a wealth of learning and experience, and was making a big difference, and how many things were waiting for him to do! The hospital found that his tumor had become quite large and required immediate surgery, and he also wanted to go to a technical seminar and asked if he could come back after the meeting. While he was recuperating from the surgery, he was still reading scientific papers from the institute and doing some minor translations. Until he was bedridden, he still had a few copies of international aeronautical materials in his hand, and he always "wanted to look at them again". He was not all about work. When he was already dripping, he suddenly said he wanted to eat shrimp, shrimp. He wanted to live, he wanted to live ah!
But he went, prematurely. This year, from his illness to his death, is really like a dream, a dream that can never be believed. I always thought he would come back, walk under my window from our backyard, which was desolate in winter and summer, and call out "Sis--". But he was gone, prematurely and forever.
On October 28, 1982, at 7 a.m., he was gone.
This day was expected, but how could I believe it was true! He lay there, but he was no longer him, no longer my brother in the prime of life, he would no longer answer our calls, no longer dissuade us from crying. Where have you been, little brother! Since the death of Yuanjun's aunt in 1974, my family has suffered many bereavements, and this time my little brother's departure was the most unconventional and difficult to accept! I also had to break the news to my father, who was also hospitalized at the time, because I couldn't answer his first question every day, "How is Little Brother today?" I had to tell him that it was my responsibility. There was no longer a younger brother to fall back on, and he could no longer be counted on to share my responsibilities.
My father wrote an elegy for him: "It's a good party member, it's a good cadre, the ambition is not yet fulfilled, the tears are not only for the pain of the family; can skillful in science and technology, can skillful in art and literature, the whole talent is rare, it is difficult to beckon the soul to come back again!" My only brother, forever gone.
He was sick from hard work and depression. He worked three times a day, attending all kinds of meetings. Every large-scale test, he checked in advance to every screw, every piece of tape. He was a member of the Science and Technology Committee of the Ministry of Three Machines, and he had the foresight to propose a variety of model research. One of the projects for which he was the chief engineer was awarded the first prize of science and technology by the National Defense Industry Office and the Ministry of Science and Technology of the Third Machine Tool Department. At the same time, he was also a member of the Party Committee of the 623rd Institute, which required him to speak out frankly and acceptably at the conference table about his opinions on various matters. I often think that being able to "do both" is a characteristic of the intellectuals who came out in the 1950s and early 1960s. We grew up under the requirement of "red and specialized". Of course, some of us never lived up to it, like me. Most of us were overburdened with the burden of walking along the rugged, thorny, and sometimes impassable mountain paths. Those years of critical struggle had a far-reaching effect. Not only were they living hard and overworked, but they were also frightened and their hearts were stuffed with things they couldn't figure out, and who could afford to do that! It is already late, so let these late blooming flowers prolong their luster as much as possible.
These days, I have read many articles on this subject, as well as "Wish after deploring", which is a little comforting. I hope the "wish" will become a reality. I think there are fewer and fewer things to "deplore".
I'm not going to cry, little brother!
I am a person who seems to be very bold, but in fact I am also very timid.
Last Saturday night, my mother was hospitalized, my father was in the hospital to take care of me, and I was alone at home.
At first, my sister was playing a game, and we were chatting. But after nine o'clock, my sister came home, and a trace of fear rose in my heart.
I stood by the window, it is dark and windy, cold wind whooshing, and from time to time there are a few miserable birds chirping, I can not help but shiver. I suddenly thought of the "thief", I was afraid of him from which window rolled in, so three steps and a two-step, all the windows of the house, "snap, snap, snap" a few times all closed, the heart is only a little bit of peace of mind. The street was brightly lit, but silent and eerie. I'm not sure if I'm a good person, but I'm not a good person.
I don't dare to stand by the window for long, so I played the game again. I played five pieces of chess, always feel behind a pair of eyes staring at me, but do not dare to turn around to see, I was covered in cold sweat, thought: behind the back is not the "Grim Reaper", turn around once a year life expectancy is reduced. The more I think the more outrageous, scared almost on the ground, due to the distraction, playing chess by the other side in hot pursuit, the result was a crushing defeat. Behind the game illusion everywhere, in fact, I am also very timid.
Time is already late, I turned off the computer, ready to sleep. The bathroom is dark, seems to be shrouded in smoke, hidden murder, people dare not forward. I gritted my teeth and rushed straight to the bathroom, my fingers flew and the light came on. I breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed safe.
After washing up, I headed for the bedroom. Sleeping in the bed, always feel unsettled, as if someone had known that I was alone at home, ready to rob in the middle of the night. I can hardly sleep, so I had to get up and read a book. The book told many touching stories to its heart's content. My heart was immersed in warmth and love, leaving all distractions behind. It was already early in the morning, the biological clock reminded me that I had to go to bed, I gently burrowed under the covers and looked at the ceiling, the shadows were gradually changing, as if some people were tiptoeing around. I dare not think too much, close my eyes tightly, but all kinds of strange and bizarre things continue to appear in the mind, I do not know how long it took me to enter the dreamland.
In fact, I am also very timid, how can I make myself bold? Wrap up
4. request elementary school if give me three days of light of the abbreviation, as long as the abbreviation, 300 words, do not author thingHelen. Keller. Only lived 88 spring and fall, 87 years without light and lonely ...... In the celebrity quotes there is a sentence is written: the 19th century there are two strange people, one is Napoleon, one is Helen. Keller - Mark Twain . Twain. However, it is such a blind, deaf and mute person, but also graduated from HuffPost University DeCleave College. He was recognized by Time Magazine for his work in building charitable organizations. By the U.S. "Time Magazine" was named the 19th century, the United States ten heroes idol.
Just read the title of the book, I simply thought it was just writing about their own lives, but after reading the feeling is not so simple, so that my heart is more full of courage to accept the difficulties of life, to challenge the limits of the courage of life, read to embrace the world with love! Sullivan's teacher, experienced a variety of disasters, tenacious and unyielding she insisted to the end. Hourly, I do not know what reason their eyes day by day to the darkness, more than how many doctors have seen, either no progress, or the more you look at the worse ...... a blink of an eye, they grew up, but also when Helen Keller's teacher. The article is divided into five main parts, and the first part: out of the darkness and silence, is amazing. It starts in her sophomore year of college and goes on to her 40th year. I think it begins when my essay was bought by a women's newspaper and I couldn't figure out how to write it. Maybe it's an autobiography, but I couldn't figure out what the central point was. But I was touched by the main character's thoughts and feelings. The death of her loving mother, which plunged her into sadness and reminded her of her mother's unfailing love for her in her childhood, evoked in her all the things she regretted doing when she was young and ignorant. It also shows that the bond between her and her mother is as inseparable as the windows of her own heart - her eyes.
Thinking back to this book, I did not realize that life in the 19th century was so hard, I decided that when I grow up, I must be a teacher like Sullivan, to feed more talented people!
After I read the book "If you give me three days of light", I was y moved by the strong and unyielding spirit of Helen Keller. Mark Twain once said: "The 19th century there are two strange people, one is Napoleon said Helen Keller."
Out of 19 months became deaf and blind, and even speak difficult Helen Keller, when she completely lost the confidence to live. It was at this time, she met Ms. Sullivan, Ms. Sullivan came to her life, so that Helen Keller seems to feel what life is, discover life, observe life. So she overcame all the difficulties and graduated from Harvard University's DeCliffe College to make outstanding contributions to the world's charities, writing from the heart and shocking the world.
Helen, who is blind, can discover so many things, while I, who am healthy, often ignore the beauty of life.
If I had only three days of light, what would I do with my eyes? I have never been blind enough to know what the dark world is like, so I close my eyes and walk around the house.
The first second I closed my eyes, my heart suddenly went cold for some reason. I felt the world go from bright to dark all at once, and my heart just lost count and seemed unsettled. When I was ready to take a step forward, I realized that even walking, which was usually full of concern, had now become so difficult, and I found that I didn't dare to take a step, I was afraid, afraid that I would fall, afraid that something would touch me and hurt me. This was not so bad, I could still hear with my ears, but Keller? She could neither see nor hear. Then how much difficulty she faced, how much danger she faced, how can we know, how can we understand, and how can we appreciate!
We are born in the blessed not to know the blessing, can see the world full of sunshine, and can hear all kinds of wonderful sounds. What regret do we have? What else can we complain about? I think: although Keller can not see, can not hear, but in her heart also has her own imaginary world, that is Keller's world, it only belongs to Keller herself. I believe her world will also be full of sunshine and laughter. Helen's life, which was spent in darkness, has brought a life of light to mankind. She proved the courage of mankind to overcome destiny with her actions, and left the world a kaiju that will never be forgotten!
5. Lin Xiangru abbreviation of the essay about 300 wordsAt the time of the war, Qin was the strongest and often attacked other countries.
One time, the king of Zhao got the priceless treasure of Heshi Bi. When the king of Qin found out about it, he wanted the jade very much, so he lied to the king of Zhao that he was willing to take fifteen cities in exchange for the jade.
The king of Zhao sent Lin Xiangru to Qin with the He Shi Bi.
Lin Xiangru went to the palace and gave the B璧 to the king of Qin. Knowing that the king of Qin did not have the sincerity to exchange the city for the B璧, he asked someone to send the B璧 back to Zhao, so that the king of Qin did not succeed in his plot. Because Lin Xiangru returned the jade annulus to Zhao, he was appointed the title of senior doctor.
A few years later, the king of Qin asked the king of Zhao to meet him in Mianchi. The king of Qin asked the king of Zhao to play a drum and asked someone to record it. When Lin Xiangru saw that the king insulted the king of Zhao in this way, he threatened the king to beat the percussion and asked someone to record it as well, so that the king was also insulted. Lin Xiangru was honored with the title of Minister of State, a position higher than Lian Po.
In this regard, Lian Po was very dissatisfied, and threatened to give Lin Xiangru a hard time! Lin Xiangru's men do not see eye to eye, Lin Xiangru explained that he avoided Lian Po is for the benefit of the country. When Lian Po found out, he felt so bad that he carried thorns on his back and came to Lin Xiangru's house to apologize. From then on, the two of them became good friends and worked together to defend the state of Zhao.
6. Article Abbreviation Essay 400 words1. Abbreviation of "Borrowing Arrows by Grass Boat"
Zhou Yu was very jealous of Zhuge Liang's talent. One day, Zhou Yu let Zhuge Liang build 100,000 arrows in ten days in order to make it difficult for him, while Zhuge Liang said he could do it in only three days, and also made a military order. Zhuge Liang asked Lu Su to help him borrow 20 boats, each with 30 soldiers, and more than 1,000 grass handles, lined up on both sides of the boat. On the 3rd day, Zhuge Liang asked Lu Su to go with him to fetch arrows. On this day, the fog was so thick that no one could be seen across the river. Cao Cao gave the order that it was too foggy to see the realities, so don't go out easily. Zhuge Liang ordered again, still thunder drums and shouts. The sky gradually brightened, but the fog has not dissipated. At this time of the day, the two ends of the ship were full of arrows. Zhuge Liang had the men shout, thank you Prime Minister for the arrows, Cao Cao knew he had been duped, but the ship had already sailed more than 20 miles. When the ship docked, Zhou Yu realized that the 500 sergeants he had sent to pull came right to move the arrows. Zhuge Liang told Zhou Yu about the borrowed bed, not surprised to exclaim: I am really not as good as Zhuge Liang ah!
2, abbreviated "little hero Yulai"
Jinchahi border area there is a village of Luhua, 12-year-old Yulai is this village, he has a superior swimming skills.
In the fall, Yulai went to night school. "We are Chinese, we love our motherland." The teacher taught these words y imprinted in the heart of Yu Lai.
One day, the devils came to sweep again. The district's transportation officer, Uncle Li, came to Yulai's house, moved the tank in the corner, jumped into the hidden hole, and instructed Yulai to move the tank back to its original place. Yu Lai moved the tank back to its original place and ran quickly to the backyard, but he was still caught by the ghosts. The ghosts rummaged through the house, but found nothing. They used all sorts of tactics to coerce and lure Yu Lai to tell them where the transportation officer was hiding. But Yu Lai insisted that he had not seen anyone. The ghosts were enraged, and beat Yu Lai to a bloody nose, but also shot Yu Lai.
A few shots rang out along the river in Luhua Village, and the old people and children cried. When the enemy left, everyone came to the river and didn't see even a drop of blood. There was a sudden movement in the water, and Yulai's head emerged. It turned out that before the shots were fired, he took advantage of the ghosts' unpreparedness and escaped headfirst into the river.
7. How to abbreviate, rewrite, expand writing 400 wordsGenerally speaking, there are three requirements:
First, to reflect the style and appearance of the original text. That is to say, the abbreviation is not allowed to change the central idea of the original text, can not change the genre of the original text, and even the person can not change. To maintain the main events of the original text, to maintain the basic characteristics of the original characters. And the order of the paragraphs, the method of expression should be maintained.
Second, according to the requirements of the abbreviation of the original shorten or remove some of the descriptive statements, or some of the secondary events to be summarized, or deleted insignificant introduction. How short to shrink, it depends on the requirements of the topic.
Third, to articulate natural, coherent, so that the article becomes a whole.
The specific practice of abbreviation is: 1, to summarize the central idea of the whole text and the general idea of each paragraph; 2, around the center of the main events and materials, delete the secondary plot and material; 3, abbreviation of the language, the specific description of the sentence into a succinct description of the sentence; 4, and finally, to see if the articulation is natural, whether or not the beginning of the end is coherent.
8. Abbreviation of the next essay 200-300 words, to highlight the key pointsNovember 24, 2011, the school brigade department organized the annual "infinite knowledge, love priceless book donation and sale activities". The total number of participants in this activity amounted to more than 500 people.
In order to prepare for this event, students were well prepared a week ago, and I was the salesman.
That afternoon, all eight fifth-grade classes were gathered in the big playground. We placed the books in our class bookstalls, and each class piled up a towering mountain of books.
Each class formed a neat square, and the teacher introduced the purpose of the activity and then asked each class to shout slogans. After shouting the slogan, everyone rushed to the bookstall they wanted to go.
At the beginning, the fifth class had the most customers, and our class didn't have many customers until one of the students borrowed a loudspeaker from the teacher, and then our class had more customers. It was a very lively event.
The event is coming to an end, many classes have sold out of books, and the ones that are not sold out have been donated to the children in the disaster areas.
The most exciting time came, everyone counted the money they got from buying the books, a ****600 hundred more. Then we will put the rest of their own body before the money into the bag, the first place in this activity is five years eight class, 1654 yuan. Although our class did not get first, but at least not last.
The name of this activity is not important, the important thing is to offer their love
9. "Childhood" abbreviation of the 300-word essay1. Childhood fun My childhood colorful, interesting things that happened in childhood like the stars in the sky as much as can not be counted. The brightest and most dazzling of them all is that one. At that time a weekday at noon, mom was already asleep. At that time I was only four years old, nothing to play, in the room blind wandering, somehow came to the mirror. Oh! There was a man who looked just like me in front of me. I don't touch it, but once I did, I was shocked, the "person" was flat, and reached out as if he wanted to touch me. I took a few steps back. How dare you follow my example? Let's see how I deal with you. I slapped him, and he slapped me, and I slapped him, and he slapped me, and it hurt. I was scared. It was flat, it could move, it could learn from me, and it could hit people, it was bad, it must be a monster. I hurriedly three and two steps, came to my mother's bed, a hand pulling Mom's hand, called: "Mom, there is a strange thing over there, he also hit me." Mom asked me what it was, but I kept pulling her to the mirror. Strange, how there is another monster, I hurriedly hide behind my mom, can not help but start to shake. Mom laughed and I asked, "Mom, why are you laughing? Aren't you afraid of it?" Mom turned to me and said, "It's a mirror, it's not a monster, look." I saw my mom swaying left and right, and the person in the mirror swaying left and right. After my mom's speech, I realized that the mirror can "print" people into it, and people can see their own reflection in the mirror. No wonder *** what, it also do what it! Now whenever I think back to this incident, still will laugh out loud! 2. Childhood Interests Child.
1. Childhood fun My childhood is colorful, the interesting things that happen in childhood like the stars in the sky as much as countless. One of the brightest and most dazzling or that one. At that time a weekday at noon, mom was already asleep. At that time I was only four years old, nothing to play, in the room blind wandering, somehow came to the mirror. Oh! There was a man who looked just like me in front of me. I don't touch it, but once I did, I was shocked, the "person" was flat, and reached out as if he wanted to touch me. I took a few steps back. How dare you follow my example? Let's see how I deal with you. I slapped him, and he slapped me, and I slapped him, and he slapped me, and it hurt. I was scared. It was flat, it could move, it could learn from me, and it could hit people, it was bad, it must be a monster. I hurriedly three and two steps, came to my mother's bed, a hand pulling Mom's hand, called: "Mom, there is a strange thing over there, he also hit me." Mom asked me what it was, but I kept pulling her to the mirror. Strange, how there is another monster, I hurriedly hide behind my mom, can not help but start to shake. Mom laughed and I asked, "Mom, why are you laughing? Aren't you afraid of it?" Mom turned to me and said, "It's a mirror, it's not a monster, look." I saw my mom swaying left and right, and the person in the mirror swaying left and right. After my mom's speech, I realized that the mirror can "print" people into it, and people can see their own reflection in the mirror. No wonder *** what, it also do what it! Now whenever I think back to this incident, I still laugh out loud! 2. Childhood Funny Stories What is childhood? It's the cicadas in the trees, the frogs in the water, the short songs of the shepherd's flute, and the hiding of the partners. ........ In short, childhood is carefree and happy. Whenever I think back to my childhood, I always have a rosy glow on my face. After all, the past is like the sound of gurgling water swirling in my heart, once burst is so endless. ........ 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 from this village to that village when riding a horse, I see very envious, also want to try to ride a horse, but the back of the horse is too high, I can't get on, I am trying to find a way to go up, I just saw my grandmother in the pig feeding, I think the pig is small, go up easily, see my grandmother feed the pig into the house, I went up to the pig's nest, open the door and then the pig's nest, the pig's nest, the door is open, I went up to the pig's nest, and then the pig's nest, the door is open, and then the pig's nest. I opened the door and went in and chose a pig to ride on and then ran out of the house. When my grandmother saw me, she rushed out and called me, and when I saw my grandmother, I tried to stop the pig, but I couldn't. The pig ran into my grandmother's vegetable garden. The pig ran into my grandma's vegetable garden, and the cucumbers and persimmons in it were trampled by the pig. The cucumbers, persimmons, and tomatoes were all broken by the pig, and I was scratched by the branches of the fruit trees. Grandma caught the pig this time, and after she drove the pig into the nest, she said that I was too naughty to ride on the pig. Another time when I was seven years old, I just learned to ride a bicycle. I didn't know how to ride very well, so my mom and I rode our bikes to the plaza, where there was a lot of space. I rode my bike there, faster and faster, and suddenly I saw an adult riding his bike in front of me, and because I was riding too fast, I couldn't stop, 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 well, and what if I turn around and fall down?" I didn't know what to do. Then I suddenly thought, "Jump off the bike, you'll be fine." I jumped off the bike, and I didn't get hurt, but my bike collided with the guy. Whenever I remember this, I always "giggle" and smile so sweetly and brightly. It's as if all the memories of the past are coming back to me. I continue to think about the poetic years of my youth, the season of dreams. I think, childhood is a tree without the wheel of the year, never old, never disappear. 3. Childhood Interests I was particularly naughty and mischievous when I was young, so I will tell you about one of my childhood interests. Remember once home, I saw my father is 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 painted, I first find out the paint, I first find out the paint, pen and water, and then I carefully painted a big "king" character on my father's forehead, and then use the yellow color to paint a bunch of golden spots around my father's face, so that it is a tiger with a lot of power, and after I finished painting, I felt happy for my own "masterpiece" and also for my own "masterpiece". After I finished the drawing, I felt happy for my "masterpiece" and sorry for my father's face because it was a pity that my father's beautiful face was drawn like this. I am happy to look at their own "masterpiece" time, suddenly dad woke up, looking at his face blank look, I laughed, dad inexplicably look at me, when he saw.