Dear Mom:
Hello.
I'm sure you didn't expect me to write to you today. Although we are together every day, this is something we both need some time to think about calmly, that's why I want to write to you. Mom, I know you are the person who loves me most in the world. Whether you are happy or angry, it is all for my good. However, your happiness and sadness are as unpredictable as the weather in summer. When you are happy, you face clear skies, hold me in your arms, kissing hard; angry, your face will be cloudy, I scolded and scolded not yet relieved, if this time and then bumped into you two sentences, you will be thunderstorms, "crackling" a beating. Sometimes, you have just been happy with the mouth, in a flash, the hey eyebrow will be able to twist into a big lump.
Remember once, we are going to the heavenly fortress travel, the whole family are happy, you are happy to pack things. I was happy, heart smile open flowers, thought: Paradise Walled City ...... Paradise Walled City ...... probably as beautiful as heaven! So, I shouted excitedly, but also deliberately left out the word "Zhai": "Oh, we are going to 'heaven'! We're going to paradise!" The words just fell, a big slap hanging in the wind "hoo" towards me, pain, I inhaled a breath of cold air, what happened? I look, only to see you like a mother of worms, glaring at me, angry eyes and eyebrows, eyes flashing angry light. "What's the point of going to heaven for nothing? Why don't you talk properly? You ......" I was scolded and blindsided, and it took me a long time to react. In fact, you don't need to scold so fiercely! I just want to make some atmosphere because I am happy, why do you have to be so angry?
Another time, I finished my midterm exams, and hey, I got everything! I looked at you complacently, and a smile appeared on your face. Touching my little head, you said, "Not a bad test, come on, bring the paper over." I was full of joy to hand over the test paper, I did not expect you to look at the test paper, the smile and solidified: "How do you test, look at, read the work written as writing, additional questions twenty points only eight points ......" and severely criticized me a meal. Alas, I did not expect to reach the standard also to be scolded, helpless ah!
Mom, I want to say to you: people always make mistakes. Although I know that you are for my good to be angry, but I hope you can control their emotions, good and I reason. You often tell me that we are friends and we should respect each other. But when you get angry, you treat me as a prisoner, and you don't care about my feelings at all. Mom, let's correct our mistakes together in the future, do you think it's okay? Let's **** work together!
Here's to
Eternal Youth
Love you son
2012-04-09
Knowing to love and learning to love
Reading Edward's Wonderful Journey
What is love? Mom once gave me this answer, love is the world's most sincere emotions, a kind of gratuitous and unrewarding payment, as if she gave me the same love, no matter what time and place, I am not a perfect score, whether I did the wrong thing, will not change in the slightest. But when I read "Edward's Marvelous Journey", I realized that the love my mother said was single, the real love is mutual need, mutual understanding and respect.
Edward, a pretentious little porcelain rabbit, is owned by a little girl named Abilene. She cared for him and revered him. At that time he had beautiful clothes, a pocket watch for him to see the time, and even a beautiful pearl necklace ...... But Edward, who had all this, did not understand the preciousness of this love, until he was accidentally separated from Abilene on a sea trip and thrown into the sea. An extraordinary journey begins. With Bull, Nellie, Lawrence, Bryce, Sarah. Ruth, all of whom have loved him and whom he has loved, meet and are separated before he learns what true love is.
Mom once told me a true story about a foreign student studying in Japan who, instead of hugging his mom at the airport, stabbed her several times until she fell in a pool of blood. The mom had been saving her own meager salary and borrowing money to pay for her child's study abroad. The mom loved her child so much, but she would never have thought that her son, who was so loved by her, would turn on her! I think: Edward after a lot of experience, know love, but also lucky will come to Abilene's side. But what about the boy who stabbed his mom? Does he still have a chance?
Love is a kind of responsibility, only know this, can experience the happiness of love.
Lying on his father's shoulders to "climb the mountain"
I was two years old when I got allergic asthma, a little running and jumping on the wheezing, every day to take injections and medication, the most serious time and even connected to the oxygen, and since then, mom and dad have become a bird of prey, the flowers do not give the smell of the grass is not touched, not allowed to run, not allowed to jump, put me "protected", and then I have to go to the hospital, but I can't go back. I'm not allowed to run or jump, and I'm protected as a flower in a warm room. So, when the children were playing happily in the playground downstairs, I could only stay at home on the balcony, through the window, stretching my neck and casting envious glances at them. I want to play as much as they do without fear!
Pre-school class time, my father unit organization staff to the heavenly fortress tour. Learning of this news, I was ecstatic, to know, I want to go out to see how long I have not traveled! After my father and I fought, mom finally decided to take me, but the provisions of a number of treaties, so, my heart is still happy.
Finally arrived in Paradise Walled City, into this tempting painting scene, I seem to have doped up as if I had been drinking, long ago, mom's one, two, three, four forgotten in the back of the mind, hands and feet, jumping up and down, as if there is endless energy, a moment to them far behind, anxious to them shouted: "Slow down, slow down! " I look at this and look at that, a moment on the tired and sweaty, a butt sitting on the stone steps, a big mouth breathing heavily, even coughed several times. Mom rushed over, leaned down and touched my sweaty head, looked at me worriedly and said, "It's better to take the cable car up the mountain, in case of asthma attack can do ah!"
"What's the point, no!" My mouth pouted.
"If we take the ropeway, we won't be able to see many of the sights, and it's not easy for us to go on a trip, so why don't we just let him be?" Dad took mom's hand and said in a tone of voice that would rather people rest, "It won't get sick! Besides, didn't we bring medicine?" Mom glanced at him and didn't say anything.
Mom and I just stared, two pairs of eyes facing each other, and the atmosphere was instantly tense, the smell of gunpowder thick in the air.
"What a big deal!" Dad finally broke the silence, flirting, "I have a way, mom backpack, I carry you, we go up the mountain!"
"What about more than a thousand meters? What if I can't carry half of it on my back? Mom said.
"How can it be, with my son together I have is endless energy, on, son."
This is a great idea, I was excited like a little monkey, all of a sudden the spirit, "dab" a leap, jumped to Dad's back, "Oh, let's go!" I lay on my father's shoulders, humming along, looking at the children who had to ride the cable car to cast over the envious eyes, I was more proud.
Hey, Paradise Walled City really lives up to its name: a large expanse of turquoise and green moss like a carpet, spread out at Dad's feet. The tender green grass, like a flawless emerald, none of which I do not let me touch to my heart's content; the ancient trees in the sky, like a green cloud, covered in the above me; the cascading waterfalls, falling from the towering mountains, like a thousand shining silver chain, at the foot of the mountain converged into a pool of crystal-clear water, the waves threw upward, the formation of millions of blossoming white lotuses, splashing into my face. I looked around from time to time, sometimes jumped down from my dad's back and touched the crystal stream with my fingertips, ah, it was so cool! Now and then I pat the leaves above my head with my hands. The sound of running water, insects, birds chirping mixed together "chirping, chattering, clattering", like a happy music. We talked and laughed along the way. From time to time, I also acted like a commander, ordering my father: hurry up, hurry up, I want to be the first place."
The sunlight splashed down like running water, casting long dark blue shadows behind Dad. The large beads of sweat oozing from Dad's neck shone brightly in the sunlight. In this way, we came to the top of the mountain, when I slid down from my dad's back, my dad's sweatshirt was already soaked with sweat, only to see him sitting on a rock with his hands crossed, his buttocks on the rock, breathing out long and hard, and his legs seemed to be trembling as well.
When I was still young, I didn't know what love means, what is heartache, and I always thought that my mom was better than my dad because she was always by my side, taking care of me and caring for me. But now I realize that father's love and mother's love are equally great, just in different forms. Thinking back to this incident again, I can not help but think of the passage in the "back": "He climbed up with two hands, two feet and then up; his fat body to the left slightly tilted, showing the appearance of effort. That's when I saw his back, and my tears quickly flowed." At this time, remembering my father's figure, I was also immersed in that strong father's love ......
Unforgettable "Bonfire Night"
The most happy thing in the New Year is to set off fireworks. But this year's fireworks experience was unique.
On the evening of the second day of the Lunar New Year, Ruan Xinyue and Li Jing came to the small square as promised. The square had already gathered a lot of fireworks people, all with large packets of fireworks. We were not shy, I, my father, Ruan Xinyue and Li Jing stood side by side beside the creek, with magic bullets in our hands, and a firework roared across the sky like a dragon in flight. Then there were fireworks, small flying saucers, and silver fountains, one after the other, competing to be the first and the last. Reflecting the sky in fiery red.
But the fun was short-lived, and after a while, our bags of fireworks were empty.
Is this the way to go home? That's no fun! What other good ideas are there to play with? "There, let's pile up all these spared fireworks together and have a bonfire." Ruan Xinyue and I shouted in unison.
Hey! That's an awesome idea! Everyone in the room responded to the idea, and the adults and children were not idle, looking for fuel, setting up a woodpile, lighting a fire, the small blue flame, he greedily burned the paper tube, which turned red, and the orange flame jumped out of the tube core with a "whoosh". The orange flame jumped out of the core of the tube with a "whoosh" and quickly spread out on the surrounding paper. The fire got bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger. "Light it up! It's lit!" The crowd let out a boisterous cheer.
Everything seemed to come alive because of the bright fire, and the sound of laughter filled our eardrums as the adults busied themselves with setting the fire up, and we tried to keep our eyes open as we searched for anything that would burn oh so well to keep the fire alive.
Seeing that the fire was gradually getting smaller and smaller, the ground was almost all picked up, so we were in a hurry. The clever little brother in a hurry, flew to the garbage can, dragged out a shoebox, carefully thrown into the fire. The fire came back to life, and he was a real credit to us.
"Look what I found?" A smug voice growled next to me, and when I turned my head, I saw Ruan Xinyue carrying a long bamboo in her hand like Fa Mulan.
"Boy," I said, taken aback and in awe, "where did you find that?"
"In the flowerbed. Come on, light it up, it's a real bonfire."
Along with the "crackling" sound of the bamboo, the fire burned more strongly, it jumped and danced, and from time to time burst out of the shining sparks, we surrounded the fire, pulling up the hands, dancing in circles, and singing a happy song, feeling so warm and happy ah!
That night my mom said I was laughing out loud in my dreams.
Flowers and Cranes on Campus
Our campus is in a corner of West Lake Gardens. Four rising school buildings are interconnected by four curved corridors, and a large guard-like tree surrounds the red and green plastic playground in the surrounding area. The school is beautiful everywhere, but I still love the campus camellias and cranes.
Walking into the door, I saw a pair of standing stone cranes in the black marble engraved with "He De"
The patio, camellia bathed in bright sunshine in the breeze under the blowing bloomed a smile, camellia is really red! Red like a flawless gem, emitting a faint luster. From a distance, a flower close together, connected to a piece of green leaves in the backdrop like fire as colorful. Camellia flowers are so soft! Like satin like soft, like jasper smooth, touch the beautiful petals, like water from the fingers, almost no feeling. Camellia is so beautiful! Like the heavenly nymphs standing, a clump, a cluster of swaying in the breeze, gestures of thousands.
Mother's love grows with me
Father's love is like a mountain, mother's love is like water, mother's love for me is like water everywhere. Whenever I encounter difficulties and fall into a trough, my mother will always patiently help me. She is like the wind in the spring, gently blowing the child's face, make people happy; she is like the rain in the summer, nourish the thirst of us, give us the power of life and hope; she is like the sunset in the fall, in the last moment will contribute a little bit of heat, warm the earth; she is like the furnace in the winter, do their best to release their own energy, to help people get through a spring winter, she is like a dose of good medicine, motivate me not to be bitter. bitter medicine that inspires me to grow up!
The final exam will be held in the afternoon, but I did not do well in the previous practice exams, the calculation problems are always wrong, I took the paper full of forks, staring blankly at the sky, is it a bath when I head into the water? I was looking at the sky with a paper full of crosses! I hung my head down and walked out of the room, said to my mom in a serious manner, "Mom, I have a feeling that I will not do well in this exam. What should I do?"
"Yo!" Mom said, "Today is not in line with your style! I thought you were going to have fun on the big test, but not on the small test? Go down and ride your bike for a while and I'll call you at lunch."
Lunch was ready in a few moments, and my mom was putting away the laundry and telling me to go to the kitchen to get some food. As I ate, suddenly something hard choked me, and I spit it out to see a red bean lying in my bowl. I immediately thought of the quote in the newspaper, the gentleman who won the 670 million dollar jackpot said, "I ate a red bean during my lunch, I thought it was a lucky sign, so I bought a lottery ticket, and sure enough, I won the jackpot." Could ...... I have had such good luck? Mom had been putting away the laundry, there was no way she could have put the beans in my bowl? Could ...... my heart jump for joy.
The exam was over, thinking of the red bean, I gradually calmed down, what's so scary? I am the luckiest person in the world.
The questions weren't too hard, they were the types I'd done before. I worked through the questions peacefully, subtracting checks carefully, checking each question in a different way, and I checked out a small missed period. "The Lucky Bean worked! Otherwise, I would have been dead! I thought to myself.
The results came out, and hey! I was first in my class, thanks to the Lucky Bean! I said happily, "Mom, I tell you, I did well because I ate a lucky bean today, just like the newspaper said. You didn't expect it, did you?" Mom laughed heartily.
I suddenly understood something ......
At dinner, Mom talked about the minor surgery she had just had. She said to Dad with trepidation, "Honey, I'm going to pick up the pathology report for the surgery tomorrow, do you think there will be anything wrong with it!" Dad and Mom discussed this and told me to go to the kitchen and serve dinner. When I got to Mom's bowl, I smiled mischievously and put a red bean in her bowl.
As we ate dinner, I smiled, and so did my mom, so sweetly.
Yes, love is mutual and eternal. A mother gives her love to us, shouldn't we return it? Mom's lucky beans make me grow up!
Tour "Penglai immortal cave"
Cave, for me is always a mysterious place, and today, I'm going to visit one of the many caves - Penglai immortal cave
has not stepped into the cave, a cold air will be The heat of the summer will be swept away. I was excited and curious, along with the tour group, together stepped on this mysterious land.
The ground inside the cave is slippery, the temperature is pleasant, and the heat outside is a world of difference. Inside the cave stalagmites stand: some are thin and long, such as a shark's sharp teeth, as if it can be a bite of a person; some are thick and short, like a thriving bamboo shoots, rising up from the ground; there are also small and dense, like a tender grass, hanging dewdrops, and a drop even fell on my ear. They have different forms, in the halo of colored lights, changing colorful colors, thousands of forms, the cave decorated very beautiful.
I look at this and that, and keep taking pictures, for me, everything here is new and interesting. The slippery ground, the jagged rocks, and even the occasional bat flying by, all excited me. After walking for a while, we came to the first attraction - Lotus Flower Platform. Only to see before us loomed a wall, on which nature had used his carving knife to carve out all kinds of beautiful patterns. This wall is uneven, such as water waves as smooth, without the slightest angle, in which a stalagmite but protruding out. Light, there are bright and dark, there are ups and downs, really like a pool of turquoise water on a lotus flower. It is really worthy of being called the Lotus Terrace!
My favorite attraction is the Tianshi. It consists of countless stalagmites closely together, forming a beautiful bowl, hanging on the roof of the cave. Under the illumination of the lamp, it is glistening blue. It is not an ordinary blue, deep blue, light blue, sky blue, treasure blue, powder blue ...... some places are also shining bright halo. Various kinds of blue gathered together, like water like crystal, like jade like transparent, as if it was condensed by the sea water, pure, beautiful.
In the cave, time seemed to pass very quickly, more than an hour passed by, and my journey to explore the cave came to an end. In the cave, I have seen the nature's ingenious work, but also saw a lot of indecent behavior: some people wantonly scribble on the cave wall, destroying the attractions, some even knocked off the stalagmites, destroying public property for their own alone to enjoy. Here, I appeal: Penglai immortal cave is the nature gave us the treasure, everyone has the responsibility and obligation to protect it, only in this way, our home will be more beautiful!
Fishing
Dad will take me fishing! I was excited to learn this news. After a few minutes of running around, we finally arrived at our destination--Yangba.
The pond we were fishing in was nestled between several hills. The water wasn't particularly deep, but it was very clear, sparkling under the sunlight. When a breeze passes by, the green trees and red flowers reflected in the water sway with it, making it look hazy. There is also a large lake near the pool. The water of the big lake is very calm and polished like jade. A duck slipped through the water, leaving only a shallow trace, and disappeared at once. Everything looked vibrant.
I was so focused on the scenery that by the time I came back, my father had already organized his fishing supplies. "Xiang Ju'an, fishing ......," Dad carefully explained the fishing to me, "Let's start fishing!"
But I was still a bit puzzled, with just a fishing rod, can we catch fish? Dad seems to have guessed my thoughts, "This way, I will first catch a fish to show you." Dad skillfully stretched out the fishing rod, the line into the water. The hook was already hidden in the water and disappeared, only three green plastic balls called "floaters" floated on the surface of the water, and the other two sank into the water. Dad stood calmly, not moving, like a statue. Gradually, I got a little impatient and began to fiddle with the camera. Suddenly, my dad shouted in delight, "Xiang Ju'an, you're hooked!" I looked up and saw a sudden wave on the surface of the water, followed by the rod being bent. Dad kept the rod at an upward angle while retrieving the rod one section at a time. Then, he lifted the rod upward, and the fish was thrown ashore, bouncing on the grass. I rushed over and helped Dad get the fish off the hook, envious.
After my dad's first success, it was my turn. I held the rod in my hand and stared at the float. I waited for a while, but there was no movement at all. I was a bit sullen, why not take the bait? Dad gently patted my shoulder, lowered his voice and said, "Concentrate, only by concentrating can you catch a fish!" I rushed back to my senses. Suddenly father and son moved and there was a fish! A rush of excitement ran through me. Just as I was about to lift the rod upward, my dad held me down "Wait, it's not time yet! Be patient." The float moved and suddenly sank. Dad had told me that if the float sank all the way down, I had to pick up the rod quickly. I put my heart on the line and lifted the rod upwards--
I felt a weight in my hand, and the rod was bent. I was hooked! I was so happy that I hurriedly followed my father's example to collect the fishing rod. As the rod lifted, I landed the first fish of my life! I was so excited that I continued to catch seven more fish in a row, which was a great way to return home!
On the way home, I was still not satisfied. In fact, fishing is not as difficult as I thought, as long as concentration, patience and decisiveness. Life, isn't it the same?
The Boy and the Bird
The Bird
It was snowing, but there was still a bird flying in the air, looking for anything to build a nest. Winter had arrived and the cold, chilly winds were blowing it. Just yesterday, its home, the evergreen tree, had been uprooted and transplanted elsewhere. It had flown over to the big tree on the truck again and again, trying to salvage its nest, even if it was just a small piece of the remnants of the wall, it could save it a lot of time and energy. But the driver had just waved his hand and scared him off, there was no way around it, that smell from the human was enough for him, and in normal times it would have been too busy to run away from anyone who took a step towards him, let alone if that person had come close to hitting it. He flapped his wings, but then came back to his senses, and rushed over to the car when he saw that it was getting into a car. The car suddenly shook and rumbled, and the bird was startled. Just in this moment of concentration, the car rushed out like a stringless arrow, and a gust of air instantly threw the bird out of a long distance. It let out a scream and rushed to catch up, but how could it catch up with the car? Can only helplessly look at the car gradually away, let out one after another sad song ......
The day is really too cold, and a nest less, also need four days to build. And the snow was covering many of the twigs, slowing it down even more. It knew that if it couldn't find a shelter from the wind, it would freeze to death. It stood on a less snowy branch and looked around, trying to find a warm place. Why is there a row of small holes on the building? It was wondering when suddenly a stone grazed his wing. The bird shrieked and fluttered to another tree, and when he looked back, he saw a boy with a slingshot, just about to shoot him again! He followed closely and took full aim - whoosh! A second stone was shot and the bird rushed to the side, so close it almost died! The boy shouted, the tone of his voice sent chills down the bird's spine as he grabbed all three stones. By this time, the bird was exhausted, and it realized that if it didn't go to a place where the boy couldn't find it, it was likely to be shot itself. In the face of death, it couldn't care less, and with the last of its strength, it flew into one of the row of small holes. The hole was longer than it had expected, and ended in a sunken flat area with a section of blue pipe next to it, and not a single life in sight. It stepped onto the flat ground, which was very smooth, it just didn't feel very solid, and it fell head first into a corner and fell into a deep sleep, next to it, thick cement keeping the cold wind out of the walls for it.
Boys
A young boy was drinking water in the kitchen. There was a sudden thumping noise on the ceiling. He put down his glass of water in confusion and looked up at the integrated ceiling above him. The boy thought, "I'm hallucinating." Then there was another "thumping" sound coming from the ceiling, was there a mouse on the ceiling? The boy was shocked, rushed to call his mother, only to see her ears listening carefully for a while, and then ran downstairs, the boy is puzzled, his mother came up smiling. He couldn't wait to ask, "What's in there?"
"It's a bird."
"A bird!" I exclaimed in surprise, "How can a bird get in the roof?"
"I guess the hood's flue is broken and it got in through the flue." Mom said chestily.
He ran downstairs with gusto, just in time to see a bird flap its wings and burrow into the flue. The boy gleefully ran up and asked, "Can I take a piece of the ceiling down, Mom? I want to see the bird."
"No way." Mom said seriously, "A wild animal, it needs a peaceful environment, not your caresses. For it, it is a nuisance, a harm." The boy pondered.
The boy did not open the ceiling. Every day, the roof swirled with the chirping of a bird, and sometimes the bird could be seen flying in and out of the flue with twigs of all sizes. "It looks like it's going to nest here!" The boy said this with a happy face.
The End
One day, a few new voices suddenly sounded from the roof, they were so young and crisp. The boy looked up in surprise at the integrated ceiling, then at the window - where the birds from the beginning hovered, chirping happily. The boy smiled and waved, "Congratulations on becoming a mom, ah, go back and take care of the kids, they're all hungry and chirping!"
The bird seemed to understand and flew into the flue and disappeared. The boy continued to look at the integrated ceiling with a longing look on his face, thinking: what does a baby bird look like?
Save the Earth
-- Read "Escape in the Oak Tree" feeling
"Toby is 1.5 millimeters tall, just ......" just turn the page! , "Escape in the Oak Tree" captivated me. It's simple yet mysterious, down-to-earth yet heart-wrenching.
Toby's people live in the big oak tree, and his dad, San? Rolneth, in order to protect the ecology of the oaks, refused to disclose the technical secrets of an energy invention, and as a result, the whole family was exiled, then arrested and imprisoned, and only Toby was able to escape. Faced with the pursuit of the whole clan, Toby found Alisa, Neil, and with them to fight against the evil Joe Mish, and finally defeated him. Toby finds Alisa and Neil and fights with them against the evil Joe Mish, finally defeating him and bringing the devastated tree back to life.
The Earth, on which we all depend, is like this big oak tree, once beautiful and rich, but now it has been polluted and destroyed by more and more "Joe Mish". Missy" pollution, damage to the dark: 1952, the London smog event, resulting in more than 12,000 deaths; 1968, Japan's rice bran oil event, resulting in more than 10,000 people sick; 1984, India, Bhopal event, 2,500 deaths ...... This string of data Let us shocked. And this is just the tip of the iceberg: nuclear leakage, soil erosion, greenhouse effect ...... a hidden danger threatening our homes. Mankind is faced with a serious problem: is it vitality, or destruction?
People are gradually coming to their senses, and in April 1996, the French government put forward a program to fight urban pollution and put the right of citizens to "breathe air that is not harmful to the body" on a sacred footing. The CD-ROM campaign and the reforestation campaign ...... to protect the planet are increasing. Here I would like to say: Save the Earth, protect the home we depend on for survival!
Yuan Earth's tomorrow better