Pay attention to safety and guard your life
Yesterday evening, I watched the program "Knowledge and Guard Your Life" broadcast on CCTV's Economy Channel, which was an educational and enjoyable program that educated and inspired people after watching it. The first time I saw this program, I was very impressed.
This is an educational program of special significance, which consists of four parts: "Potential", "Team", "Persistence" and "Life". "Four parts, with the Wenchuan earthquake adventure and the success of the Beijing Olympic Games combined together to tell the story is very touching, escape the ten golden rules vividly tell us about the methods and techniques of emergency risk avoidance, so that people are subjected to a deep soul vibration! Let people know the value of life is higher than all the truth, has a very good role in warning!
Natural and man-made disasters can not be predicted, such as earthquakes, floods, fires, typhoons, ice and other disasters sometimes come very suddenly, very unexpected, no scientific knowledge to prevent, often die a lot of people. Therefore, we should learn the way to escape in normal times, master some refuge skills, at the same time to alarm bells ringing, always pay attention to safety, with knowledge to guard life. Sang Zao secondary school more than two thousand students can be safely evacuated is usually well-trained results, shows that usually have training, when the heart does not panic.
Natural disasters often occur, it is not terrible, the key is that we have to think to remain vigilant, play their potential role, adhere to the serious mastery of emergency shelter methods, and strive to improve the team ability to resist disasters and self-help, and doubly cherish their own lives, we will be able to grow up healthily, and the goal of life will certainly be realized!
2. Through the sight, hearing, taste, smell, touch Write a composition (spring, summer, autumn and winter) choose one to write
Ginkgo biloba in autumn
The autumn girl happily danced a beautiful waltz to come. The leaves gradually faded away from the pale luster, and changed into a golden yellow dress without realizing it.
I picked a piece of it, and put it in my hand to caress it carefully. It's not exactly smooth, but it's not rough either. The fall wind took away its moisture, a little hard. There was a small crack in the middle of the leaf, as if someone had accidentally torn it open. I looked the leaf toward the sun, and a meridian on the leaf showed clearly, how like human veins! I put the leaves in front of my nose and inhaled y, the light fragrance leisurely into the lungs, that is the flavor of nature. Trees full of leaves like a small unfolding fan, and like a beautiful butterfly, quietly resting on the branches. Spring leaves tender green, summer leaves fat, to the autumn, ginkgo leaves can be many colors, some green with yellow, some half yellow and half green, and some all yellow. When the sunlight pours in, the leaves meet the sunlight and are illuminated dazzlingly, as if the lovely life is leaping between the branches; the leaves that are not illuminated by the sunlight are also swaying in the branches unwillingly. The wind, they will take the opportunity to approach, "rustle" whispering, some reluctant to leave the embrace of the tree, fluttering in mid-air fluttering, falling ...... wind, and then returned to the calm, seems to be immersed in their own reverie, silent.
These ginkgo biloba neither know what is called death, nor do they know that spring will come again. They were born for the tree, and countless leaves do the same job - giving the milk of life to the tree. These leaves are simple, living in silence and without fanfare. However, this inconspicuous leaves can report to people the news of spring, bring people hope and joy; can also be in the hot sun at the time, to provide people with a rest of the green shade; when the fall comes, it is willing to sacrifice themselves, return to the roots of the tree, back to the embrace of the earth.
Autumn ginkgo biloba, far from the spring and summer leaves as vibrant, but it is a full of maturity! It is because it understands the dedication, only as now this, in order to the cycle of life, selfless silent dedication.
Cold wind, the golden yellow ginkgo biloba floating down, like telling a beautiful story ......
3. Request a composition on the sense of touch or the sense of hearingAnother composition class, I rushed to the classroom, thinking that I was late. When I got to the classroom, I only saw the teacher alone correcting homework, and realized that I had come half an hour early.
A class, the teacher wrote a few words on the blackboard: I have a pair of versatile hands, and then tell us about the five senses: "Five senses include hearing, vision, smell, taste, touch ...... ", said: "Do you know that today we are talking about the one of the five senses?"
We looked at the words on the blackboard and said, "It must be the sense of touch."
The teacher raised her hand and asked, "Do you know which part of the hand has the most sensitive sense?"
The students answered in a variety of ways: some said the back of the hand, some said the heart of the hand, some said the fingers, and two students said the same. I think fingers is the right answer.
The teacher asked the two students who said the same thing to go to the podium to play a game, and the whole class wanted to laugh at their immodesty.
The teacher told them to face the blackboard, put their hands on the ***, and not to turn around. One of the students *** and hands are twisting around, making the whole class laugh in all directions. The teacher put an eraser in the palm of the first student's hand and asked him to feel what it was without moving his fingers. He couldn't feel what it was, and he couldn't help but turn his head, and was fouled out. The other student was still twisting around, making the class laugh again.
The second student, the teacher put the eraser on his palm and the back of his hand and he said he didn't know. Fortunately, he is not so desperate to face, otherwise it will also be sentenced out of the game. Finally, the teacher put the eraser on his palm and agreed to let him touch it with his fingers before he realized it was an eraser. Through this game, I know that the finger is the most sensitive part of the hand.
The teacher also let us do a game, the rules of the game is: every two people group, two people each other
put something into the other person's hand, let him guess what that thing is.
My companion was Zhou Guanglei, and he was the one who put something into my hand first. The coins and paper he put into my hand were all guessed by me, he thought for a while and took something and put it into my hand, I felt prickly and said it was the team logo. Finally, he said it was garbage he picked up off the ground, which made me laugh.
It was my turn to put something in his hand. I took a water bottle and instantly he guessed it. I mimicked his trick and took a piece of peel and put it in his hand, he couldn't answer, then I told him the answer. I thought about it and stood my finger on his hand. "Oh, that hurts!" He said, and turned his head. It should be because I haven't cut my nails in too long.
Not only did I learn something about the sense of touch in this lesson, but I also had a good time.
4. Autumn wind composition (from the sense of touch, hearing, smell to write) about 600 wordsRows of tall sycamore trees began to rustle, leaves fluttering sprinkled on the shoulders, fell in my hands, and fell to the ground, they did not stop, but continue to play and play, wearing colorful clothes you catch up with me running.
Look at how many of them are dark green sporadically dotted in this army, yellow is deservedly the main color of the troops, they are neatly dressed, quite a bit of the momentum of the waiting list, the dust raised in the battle, will let you taste the flavor of the soil. Look at them is how good soldiers ah, some wounded, spotted, damaged its curves; some of the whole family mobilized, the old and the small, in this army is also so dedicated ...... listen carefully, gusts of killing to see their dedication to the spirit of how good soldiers ah, lovely soldiers!
5. 150 words about writing a tactile spring diarySpring is here, and the cold winter is over. Spring is like magic, it will make the snow and ice melt slowly, let the grass sneak out of the ground, it will make the small flowers bloom more brightly, it will make the long willows dance with the wind to grow tender green buds, spring will also dress up our campus more beautiful, we live in this beautiful campus, and constantly grow up happily. Spring will let us take off the thick, bulky cotton clothes and change into beautiful, light clothes. We can fly kites, roller skate and play in the square in the sunny spring. There are more people on the road, more people in the supermarket, more people going to the park for exercise, and the streets are bustling with people coming and going. Spring is the season when everything wakes up, and hibernating bears and snakes wake up.
I like spring best, do you like it?
Grandpa Winter quietly went away, and the spring girl joyfully came. Spring is everywhere, ice and snow melting, spring water tinkling, grass sprouting. Swallows flew back from the south, really a vibrant scene.
Early in the morning, we walked into the campus. The birds on the branches of the trees, let go of their throats to sing happily. Small trees wake up from a deep sleep, put on beautiful clothes, draw out long leaves, like a row of guards standing there, guarding our campus. The campus is full of colorful flowers, attracting hard-working bees and playful butterflies. Those who have not yet had time to open the flowers, cover the face, do not dare to show their faces, but they are the fragrance sprinkled to the campus, it is really let people linger.
A year's plan is in spring, a day's plan is in the morning. We are in this beautiful campus, in this beautiful moment, we have to work hard, study hard, so that the motherland's spring is more beautiful, for this spring campus to add a beautiful landscape.
6. Walking in the rain essay writing touch, hearing, visionGrandpa winter color sent away the earth's cold, the spring girl stepped lightly to the earth. The scenery of spring is very beautiful, like a lifelike painting.
The spring sunshine is extraordinarily bright, the spring girl unfolded a smiling face, the sun, red beams of light shot over, that gently caress you, like a young mother's hand.
With the spring girl's brisk pace, green grass, breaking out of the ground, sneaking out of the soil, tender, green. In the park, you can see some of these tenacious grass everywhere.
In this warm season, in the woods, many trees are full of brightly colored flowers; everyone refuses to give up, red, yellow, white, purple, all kinds of flowers are like a big beautiful flower bed. Many butterflies and bees smelled the scent of the flowers and flew in unison to collect honey, flying around in mid-air.
In the woods, many birds are flying freely and joyfully, and when they are happy, they sing clear and pleasant tunes. The warm spring light blows the river, and the river is suddenly moved by a pleasant, melodious flute, and when you look at it, a group of naughty little children are using the stems of the weeping willow to make a willow flute! They blew out the happiness and joy in their hearts.
Spring rain is soft, only to see the spring rain in the bamboo branches, bamboo leaves jumping. The rain sometimes slides down in a straight line, sometimes with the wind sprinkle, leaving such as smoke, such as fog, such as yarn, such as silk of the shadow, splashing rain seems to be the piano on the jumping notes, playing a beautiful melody.
The sky, how is colorful, dazzling? The children were preventing the kite ah. Under the illumination of the blue sky and white clouds, a variety of kites in the free fluttering, soaring, how to make people relaxed and happy scene ah!
Ah, everything in the spring, all look so vibrant.
7. Writing composition: smell, touch, sight, hearing to writeA little cold, dripping down the palm of my hand, I raised my head and stared at the gray sky, do not feel a little touched.
Yes, the lonely autumn, only I alone, the only companion is this late autumn rain. I loosened my lapel and let the rain play with me. He was so naughty, flicked my hair, nudged the tip of my nose, gently introduced me to his world.
I breathed in this flowery air; I sucked in this milky rain. Why is it that you, too, alone, are so fragrant and sweet?
Perhaps life should be like this, even if one person struggles, but also to make progress; even if more difficult, but also optimistic. I smiled, looked at the sky above me, and meditated in my heart, thank you, teach me how to face the bumpy life.
8. write object composition contains write taste touch hearing smell vision 300 words or soAutumn Color Fugue "Autumn wind mixed with autumn rain, night cool add a few. The sound of the wind and rain is endless, and the fallen leaves are dancing leisurely." Yes! Autumn wind blew, autumn rain swept through, autumn mother is busy to put the trees in golden clothes.
Look up high and far away, as if a vast "golden sea". Autumn wind swept, the leaves have fallen, some like butterflies dancing; some like the yellow warbler wings flying; some like dancers as light spinning.
Full of fallen leaves, like a thick golden blanket. Autumn, although not like the blossoming flowers of the spring as angry, not like the green shade of the summer everywhere there is vitality; but with attractive autumn colors and golden fruits to attract people.
I love to see the bright moon on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival; I love to see the beautiful autumn chrysanthemums in Yingze Park; I love to see the geese going south in a neat procession; I love to see the clear water of the Fenhe River reflecting the blue sky; and I love to see the pearly grains piled up in the grain silo, and heavy apples adorning the branches.
There are red, white, yellow, purple and pink.
Colorful, the autumn dress up beautiful. There is a saying, "I don't like chrysanthemums among flowers, but I don't like flowers when they bloom."
In the fall, Hori Weishan Mountain is full of red leaves, red like flame, like the evening sun, as if the cold autumn disdain, it is really "frost leaves are redder than February flowers". This beautiful autumn color, how can not let people like! Into the fall We walked into the fall, that rice ears, sunflowers, apples, grapes, corn, sorghum, are ripe, the beautiful wild chrysanthemums also fragrant that a field of sheep's intestinal path.
The ears of rice are ripe, the golden face is like a beautiful gold, shining in the sun. The sunflowers are ripe, each bending low, as if like an old grandfather is walking with his back bent.
The apple was cooled by the autumn wind, each wearing a red cotton jacket, as if a red lantern hanging on each branch.
Grapes are also cooled by the autumn wind, each wearing a purple robe, as if the grapes are also cooled by the autumn wind, each wearing a purple robe, as if a beautiful purple pearl, a string of how beautiful ah! Corn holding up the red tassel happy mouth, seems to forget a summer of trouble. Sorghum red-faced smile, seems to be praised by others as happy as the mouth.
Autumn wild chrysanthemums are also fragrant, I walked in the field on the sheep's intestine path, gently smell the fragrance of the wild chrysanthemums, as good as a rose, honeysuckle, trumpet flowers, cactus flowers, as good-looking, as beautiful. Autumn, there is that golden rice ears, autumn, there is that golden rice ears, oil yellow sunflowers, fiery red apples, purple grapes, yellow corn, red sorghum, is so beautiful! Ah! How colorful autumn is! How radiant you are! How sublime you are! You are not only a beautiful season, but also a harvest season.
I want to thank the fall because it brings us food and fills the world with beauty. Ah! Autumn, how great you are! Evening haze After dinner today, my partners and I played in the yard, we played for a while, play tired, then lie on the soft sand, looking at the sky, suddenly, a piece of evening haze floated into the middle of my line of sight, I looked around, and saw more evening haze I looked carefully, and found that the evening haze like a lot of things.
Some of the evening sun like an old hen, with a skin cloaked in yellow feathers of the small chicks, behind a piece of evening sun closely chased like a vicious dog, suddenly, the hen turned to go, the hen turned to peck the vicious dog, the vicious dog to drive away. Some of the evening sunlight like a dozen horses, they galloped on the field, it seems to be in the fastest than who ran, after a while, a horse first crossed the finish line, it is the strongest in the herd, it is the leader of the herd of horses. I think in life, no matter what you do, you have to compete to be the first, not behind others.
Some of the evening sun like a few children, playing together, they sometimes play in the river; sometimes in the river to pick up stones; sometimes in the shade of the tree wrestling and then in the tree to pick fruit ...... they played happily. The evening sun is so beautiful, why didn't I realize it before! Grandpa's small yard Early in the morning, a silver bell-like birdsong woke up the sleeping earth.
I opened my fuzzy eyes, put on my clothes, and went to my grandpa's small farmhouse. I looked up at the sky, the east appeared fish-belly white, the small yard to meet the rising sun gradually active.
Look, the rooster with his head high, chest, majestically walked up the yard wall, "oooh" called up; birds standing in the treetops, "twitter" singing, as if a happy note; chimneys on the rising smoke, is so cozy. The chimney smoke, is so cozy, I think it must be the grandma began to cook. After breakfast, the sun has risen very high.
The small yard was brightened up all of a sudden. Peony, moon season, monarch orchid ...... one by one to meet the sunshine competing to open.
Peony flowers are blooming brightly, one by one like the children a bright smile. Red, yellow, pink moon season, dancing in the breeze, as if the pavilion of the girl.
Monarch orchid in the corner of the wall in full bloom, but it does not flaunt, as if to show its gentleman's demeanor. In the middle of the yard there is an apricot tree, which looks so upright in the group of flowers, and it stretches its stripes hard to the surroundings.
On the branches, a small oval-shaped leaves, bright green. Pushing aside the dense leaves, I also saw a small apricot, as if a small beating heart, showing us its exuberant vitality.
What amazes me more is that the clump of bamboo at the entrance of the courtyard actually has a small water droplet hanging from the tip of each leaf. I asked grandpa why there was a crystal dewdrop hanging on every bamboo leaf.
Grandpa told me that the bamboo absorbs as much water as possible during the night to supply its growth needs until it reaches the tips of the leaves. It dawned on me that this intense green was the manifestation of its vitality.
Time gradually to noon, in the wet earthy breath, I smelled a burst of pungent fragrance. Looking up, it turned out to be the outside of the yard that can acacia tree floated from.
White acacia flowers bloom all over the branches, like a silver mountain. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and you'll be able to do that! A bee buzzing, for the small yard to add a piece of life.
This is the grandpa's home yard, the vibrant yard! Since a little bit more you sift through it yourself.