Once, in the snowy winter, I went to my grandmother's house to play, and the snow left a distance of about 1 meter between the ground and the horizontal plane. Along the way, I can always feel the moment of falling from the air. This difficult and thrilling road can always fill my heart with complaints.
In the process of complaining and trying, I came to my grandmother's house. Before I arrive, I can see my grandmother waiting for me in front of the door in the heavy snow. This scene instantly erased all the complaints in my heart. "Granddaughter, come on, freeze to death. Come on, let's go inside and make a fire. " "Why is grandma here?" As soon as I heard the sound, I said something in confusion. Grandma patted me and said, "Oh dear! Why do you think your grandmother is your granddaughter when she calls you granddaughter? " "Oh, no, no, I just didn't react immediately. Sorry, grandma. " I was very scared, so I spoke faster. "There's nothing to be sorry about. I'm joking with you. Forget it, go in. " As soon as I entered the gate, a warm current came to my face. Grandma always greets me, which always makes me feel that there is warm sunshine in the heavy snow.
But is everything really so beautiful? Grandma's concern and care for me caused jealousy and dissatisfaction among my younger brothers and sisters. "What's wrong with you, unhappy! Come, let's play together. " I said with a smile. "Go away, who wants to play with you? You are shameless. " Winter is really warm and cold! Other people's words can make you sink into the depths of the sea or soar in the blue sky.
After all, they are all children, and there is no such deep prejudice. Solar energy climbed out of Zita Law, pine trees remained intact under the pressure of snow, and love blossomed beautiful flowers between my brother and sister. We are inseparable all day, always fighting in the heavy snow and screaming from time to time, which is a symbol of happiness and the foundation of deep affection.
The happiest time was an interesting game-my brother and sister and I came to hide and seek in the snow. In order not to let me find out, my brother simply hid in the snowman's body, and my sister hid in the snowdrift. The "white clouds" between heaven and earth were connected together, so that I could see the edge of the sky at a glance. But even so, I can't see my brothers and sisters. A voice came from the grass, "Sister, I found you." "Ah, the grass is covered, and you can hear the sound when you move. By the way, have you found your brother? " "Not yet!" Against the background of white clouds, the snowman also has the ability to move, blinking at the beautiful scenery in the distance, always trying to catch a handful of snow with his hands. "Hey, Snowman, is the scenery beautiful?" "Beautiful!" "Brother, come out! Be careful, it's frozen. " "If I had known this, I wouldn't have seen the beautiful scenery of Ma Benteng among flowers and plants in the distance." Under the leadership of my younger brother, we were intoxicated with the beautiful scenery of snow.
The good times don't last long! In a blink of an eye, the footsteps of winter moved gently again, and Miss Chun came happily again. The arrival of Miss Chun means my departure. I'm leaving, I'm leaving Wan Li Snow Field, I'm bidding farewell to this warm place, I'm bidding farewell to the friendship here ... No matter how hard I try, everything can't stay in front of me forever, although I can't stay in front of me, I can stay in my heart.
I have never seen such a beautiful scenery before my eyes since I left. When there is a happy scene in my memory, there will always be sweetness in my heart. I hope this sweetness can stay in my memory.
Chapter Two: Sweet Memories
The word "memory" expresses many feelings of each of us, including pain, happiness, sadness and tears ... but everyone has a beautiful memory in his heart, so listen to this beautiful and moving movement with your heart.
In my memory, only that happy memory attracted me deeply. At that time, I was already a sixth-grade student. Once in Zhenxiong, my mother and I went shopping and passed by the barbecue shop, and we heard the shouting. It's really interesting. At that time, I really felt that I didn't know if I could hear such interesting Hawking again in my life, and I was still sad for a while. The owner of the barbecue shop smiled and asked me a lot of questions, and let us taste his barbecue for free. Really dizzy. That sweet and fragrant memory has been in my mind, and I can't forget it.
When my mother and I were going home to get on the bus, the driver was really enthusiastic and talked and laughed with us. But on the way, the driver's car suddenly broke down, and we were a little scared and at a loss, so we had to wait for the car to be repaired before we left. "Almost an hour. Why hasn't it been repaired yet? " Several passengers said rudely to the driver. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I said to them, "The driver didn't expect this to happen. You can't blame him. He didn't mean it. " The passengers stopped talking and soon the car was repaired. After arriving home, the driver kept telling us that he was sorry, and we also told the driver that it didn't matter. We all know that.
We came home late, and we were all exhausted. But I recall my experiences and drivers along the way. I think everything is worth it. It is deeply buried in my mind.
I remember one time we were going to pick up my sister, and it was already 10. My sister seldom goes home, so I also meet her at the station. As soon as I got off the bus, my sister gave me several questions, and I got them all right in one breath. My sister gave me a few more looks and said that I had lost weight, but I didn't think I had lost weight at all. Along the way, we talked and laughed, full of energy, smiling, flying home all the way, lying in bed at night, remembering how good my big sister had been to me since I was a child. Growing up, many people said that I was too much like my sister. Because of this, my sister bought us clothes and gave us lucky money. I get the most every time. Recalling my previous happiness, I secretly began to cry. Play back the bits and pieces of life in your mind until you fall asleep.
There are many things worth remembering in school, such as getting along with classmates and exchanging ideas with teachers. Everyone knows that learning is bittersweet. There are joys and many hardships, but they are all indispensable to us. Bitter first, then sweet. Behind success, it takes hard work and persistence to succeed. Be an honest and trustworthy person in your study and let others regard you as the most beautiful and precious person. Only in this way can we keep this most beautiful moment in our hearts.
People in their lifetime, slowly taste the dribs and drabs of this life, it is at this time, we should recall those beautiful past, let us carry forward ourselves in youth; Let these good memories about yourself go deep into your heart; Let yourself forget the sorrow, leaving only sweet memories. It is memorable, let's accumulate our beautiful pictures slowly. Be a strong person, live as strong and brave as grass, live as strong and brave as flowers, and never give up until the end.
Everyone has a beautiful and happy past in their hearts. These sweet memories of the past, if you keep that sweet smile in your mind, life will be full of happiness, beauty and happiness. Let's never give up and have that happiness successfully!
Article 3: Sweet Memory Composition
Looking back on my golden childhood, walking on the beautiful path, the past came to my mind and a happy smile rippled on my face.
Remember it! Colorful paths, wet soil on this road, you and me on this road, and the beautiful meaning of this road to me.
Chun, do you miss me? Whether it is or not, I think about you all the time. On my 10 birthday, you blew me with the cool wind, and I walked along the path with you, telling you that today is my 10 birthday with our unique communication way-heart language, and your smile is even stronger. I immediately prepared my birthday gift for you-your blessing, the dance of grass, gorgeous flowers and the breeze. I am happier, because today is the day when you and I have a heart-to-heart talk.
After a while, you were controlled by your mother. She was furious, so the ground was dry. The hot air makes me breathless. At this time, I wish it would rain heavily, but you, alas! At night, I walked along this path and saw the light of fireflies, the only light point in the darkness, and seemed to see hope, so I prayed silently, hoping that it would rain heavily tomorrow, and I hoped to see you on the path tomorrow.
Sleeping, waking up, the silent rain has finally come! Seeing the joy of these flowers and trees and the moisture of the earth, I am grateful for spring. Maybe you heard my heart, you should wait for me!
I put on my clothes and walked slowly to the path. Because of the rain, flowers and plants have become full of vitality. Look, they are still inviting me to be a guest there! However, I didn't stay, not because I despised them, but because I knew where spring was still waiting for me.
After a while, I really saw spring again.
She's waiting for me there! We looked at each other and laughed!
Because of spring, I saw green grass, gorgeous flowers, tall and straight trees and wet paths. I had a happy childhood because of her.
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Now that the season has changed, I can't see spring, but I want to tell you that I will see you on the road next year.
Because of spring, I have the goal of life and the motivation to move forward. It's spring again, and my thoughts are round.
Chun, I know you and make friends with you. I thank you for meeting my immature requirements; I miss you, and I want to be with you.
Chun, do you know? In that distant place, a friend is thinking about you, waiting for you, and looking back on everything between you and her. You became her memory, a short and sweet memory!
Golden childhood, the spring I love, my sweet memories. ...
Article 4: Sweet memories
"On the banyan tree by the pond, cicadas are calling for summer deeply ..." Every time I sing this song, my mind will recall that colorful childhood. Childhood is a gorgeous flower, which makes people very nostalgic; Childhood, is sweet into the heart of sugar, people memorable. ...
I remember it was an interesting thing that happened in my childhood. My good friend Xiaohong heard that wild vegetables are delicious and beautiful, so she decided to take us to dig wild vegetables.
Walking on the road of digging wild vegetables, the sun shines lovingly on the earth, and the earth is thriving. Several ducks by the river are playing happily in the water, which is very pleasant. In the sky, flocks of birds fly around, adding a vitality to this place.
After arriving at the destination, our friends split up in two ways, looking for traces of wild vegetables.
"I found it!" Xiaohong shouted. Partners swarmed. Unfortunately, the head of the wild vegetable was accidentally cut off by Xiaohong, so the partners had to shake their heads helplessly and leave disappointed.
Suddenly, a wild vegetable caught my eye. I can't wait to pick it, and I shouted excitedly, "I picked a wild vegetable!" " "After hearing my shouts, my friends gathered around again and looked at the' wild vegetables' in my hand and couldn't help laughing.
"God, where is this wild vegetable? Obviously it is dog tail grass! " Xiaohong said to me with a smile. I blushed to my ears and said shyly, "I ... don't know what wild vegetables look like." "Ha ha ha, ha ha ha!" The friends laughed again. At this time, Xiaoyu said to me earnestly: "Wild vegetables have obvious veins and stems, green leaves and thick stems, understand?" I nodded puzzled. At this moment, several dragonflies flew over my head. I quickly put down the basket and chased the dragonfly flying overhead. But the dragonfly flew so high and so far that I couldn't catch it, so I left helplessly. When I came back, I saw half a basket of wild vegetables in my friend's basket. Without saying anything, I hurried to find wild vegetables.
Unconsciously, I almost reached the end of this grassland, but I didn't find any wild vegetables. Just when I was sad, the light rain here said to me, "Go there and have a look!" " "I walked all the way along the direction of the light rain, and sure enough, I soon found a piece of green wild vegetables. I carefully picked this wild vegetable and put it in the basket. At this time, Xiaohong appeared from nowhere and gave me an encouraging look.
The setting sun is gradually sinking in the west, and the sunset glow reflects the sky, which is very brilliant. We will go home separately. Walking on the way home, looking at a basket full of wild vegetables, my heart is sweeter than eating honey, because it is the result of my labor!
Memories, a delicious dish, sweet, bitter, sour and spicy, can make people taste sweetness, happiness, happiness and acidity. It is like a landscape on the road to success, which makes people vividly remember; Also like a ray of warm sunshine, it makes people a little brighter and warmer on the road of life.
Oh, sweet memories, happy memories, happy memories!
Chapter Five: Sweet Memories
I entered junior high school with my childhood memories. When I was busy, I thought about my childhood childlike interest, and I smiled unconsciously. In middle school, all the good things are just memories.
When it comes to childhood and busyness, it's like I'm in my hometown, lying on the soft grass and suffering in the hot sun. I open my eyes from time to time, and I can see a large area of green, and the wind is blowing gently. The endless green ocean has rolled up huge waves, cicadas and crickets are singing in the wild ... Now, I just feel sacred and have a looming feeling. A few years later, I'm afraid I thought I saw it in my dream.
Childlike interest, this is probably before the fourth grade, since there is a TV at home. After finishing my homework, I didn't play with my companions. I just sat in front of the TV and waited for the cartoons to come. Before that, I loved to go back to my hometown, waving my hand to get a group of children, catching butterflies in the fields, picking some willow branches from the willows and wearing a wreath on my head to play with. Now I feel funny and childish, and I have done it when I was a child. Every time I come back from playing, I am covered in mud and dust, and my grandmother calls me a "mud" child. What a wonderful memory this is.
These are memories with dirt, weeds and sweat. Feeling stressed for the first time and lying for the first time are completely modern people's memories.
People who used to go back to their hometown during the Spring Festival sat around the table and watched the black-and-white TV with only watermelons, which was infinitely satisfying. Now, there are big color TVs, televisions, computers and refrigerators. But still not satisfied, no one knows what is going on.
What I want to do most now is to go back to the primary school I remember, to the familiar class there, and to listen to a lesson from the math teacher. In my heart, the math teacher in class 6 1 is the best. In those classroom memories, she severely accused everyone. He preached the truth for us and guided us with humor over and over again. From the moment he became a teacher, I knew there was nothing better than him.
Perhaps, in a few years, decades, memories will be scattered, leaving only a few scattered fragments, then these fragments must be my sweetest memories.