My precious composition 1 I was born in a small county in northern Jiangsu. Although it is not big or prosperous, I have left many precious memories worth cherishing during my growth.
I remember when I was a child, my grandmother often cooked for me, and I often squatted in the kitchen, waiting eagerly for the food to come out of the pot, waiting for the attractive fragrance to float out. At that time, grandma always said to me, "Little greedy cat, my mouth is watering." In my memory, my grandmother always smiled so kindly.
I grew up in my grandmother's house and have always been attached to my grandmother. I always remember the smelly bean paste hanging on the platform on the second floor. I often watch my grandmother dry the sauce while covering her nose. I will always remember the hot sausage steamed by my grandmother in winter and the crab yellow steamed buns wrapped by my grandmother in the New Year. These flavors were left to me by my grandmother. There are also ginkgo trees growing in the backyard. Once I stole it, I was so bitter that my face was tangled up. There is also a cherry tree, which is often eaten up by birds as soon as it bears fruit. I always cry that all the little cherries have been eaten up by birds, and I have nothing left. Later, grandma brought a net to cover the tree, so that I could eat delicious cherries every year.
When I was four years old, my mother took me back to kindergarten, so I had less chance to see my grandmother. However, I still often miss the sausage my grandmother made for me and the small cherry in the backyard. When I grow up, I miss my grandmother less, have more homework and have more troubles. My grandmother, whom I haven't seen for a long time, is also ill. Grandma was diagnosed with brain atrophy, and her memory got worse every day, and gradually she didn't even know me. Now, it is impossible for me to eat grandma's cooking.
However, the smell left by my grandmother has always been treasured in my memory. Although it is not a Manchu-Han banquet, it is not a gourmet, but it will always be the best taste in my memory.
My dream is to travel alone. Even if there is a storm, we should face it bravely.
Dream is not necessarily whimsical, it is just a beacon of our life, not necessarily out of reach, but you have to face it calmly.
Everyone has a dream in his heart, and I think strength is a big factor to realize it. There is a strong life in the middle of the stone crack. Life has the right to think it is magnificent, but vitality is so irresistible. It is because of strength and that short-lived dream.
All the little creatures in the gap have such strong dreams, not to mention my flesh and blood. On a hot day, I struggled. That day, my friends and I went to physical education class. I was so excited at that time, thinking about how to play games today, but my "dream" was soon shattered. The teacher even said that we should practice running 1000 meters in the mid-term exam today. My heart suddenly became cold, but I had to face the reality. The game has already started. I think: running 1000 meters is about endurance, courage and perseverance. I began to strive for the first place, followed by the third place, and my dream was not out of reach. With this strong belief and dream, I galloped on the runway with indomitable will and a dream close at hand, which felt like flying in the air, but I soon lost this feeling. Instead, I feel pain, my limbs are weak, and my throat is like smoke. I endured the pain and flew to the end. In the end, my strength was not in vain, and I ranked fourth. I am very happy, because I have taken another step. Only with this little dream can we realize a bigger dream. Now that I have stepped out of the starting line, I am destined to take a strong step for this dream. Life is like this.
I firmly believe that my cherished dreams will bloom brilliantly one day.
Dream is a journey destined to be lonely. Even if there is a storm, we should face it bravely.
My cherished composition 3 Everyone will have some good memories in his heart. You will treasure them in your heart and never forget them. ...
My definition of "beauty" is of course a happy family life. I remember once, my family went to Rizhao, Shandong Province to play together, and also brought my mother's friends, my aunt and my aunt, all together. We talked and laughed all the way and had a good time. When we arrived at our residence, my friends and I couldn't wait to choose our favorite room.
The next day, we had a sumptuous seafood dinner together. The variety here can be described as "delicious and delicious". We tasted the delicious seafood. In the afternoon, we went swimming at the seaside again. We surf in the sea to our heart's content. When we were resting, the sea breeze was blowing on the beach and the sound of the waves came from our ears. It was really shocking. In the evening, when we went back, we were exhausted. I washed early and went to bed. Late at night, I vaguely saw someone walking under the lamp: I had a fever, but I couldn't feel it at all. The whole family woke up immediately, and the medicine buyer bought water and wiped his body ... At this time, the sleepy man struck, and I didn't care so much and fell asleep in a daze. ...
In the morning, I was surprised to find that everyone was asleep except my cousin and I woke up! They must have been exhausted last night. My cousin came to my room, and she gently touched my forehead, which was not so hot. Perhaps, it was the warmth of my family and my love that passed on to me, which made me get better soon. Only then did I deeply feel that the love of my family is selfless and great.
Some beautiful memories deserve to be preserved forever, so that they can become eternal treasures in my heart. ...
There are countless treasures in the world, but these treasures can never compare with the treasures in my heart.
In primary school, I got up very late one day. It was already dawn, and the silence of the morning disappeared in the street, replaced by noisy markets and busy streets. Suddenly a big stone hung in my heart: I'm going to be late for school, and the teacher will scold me in front of my classmates. Thinking of this, I hurried to school. However, I am a little man, and I can't catch up with you how far I run here! People are like ants on hot bricks. I sank, thinking that the only hope now is to ask passers-by for help. I don't know anyone around here. Most of them went to work. As long as I think there is a food market ahead, I may find help there.
When I came to the food market, there were old people buying food and some small vendors everywhere. Who would lend money to a child? Suddenly I feel that the sky is darker and lower than usual, which makes me breathless. I have been secretly hating myself. Why don't I get up early? So it won't happen. I was sweating profusely when an old master came to ask me what was wrong. I told him the whole story one by one. He took my hand and stopped a car by the side of the road. When I got on the bus, I saw this old master, like a person lost in the dark, finally waiting for the light. He repeatedly told me, "Get up early in the future and go to school well. Make more contributions to the country in the future! " The car started, watching his figure disappear on the side of the road, and my heart was sour. Where can I find such a good person? I can't help crying. Although I was late at last, I was not very sad. The old master let me know the warmth of the world. I went to the market after school and never saw the old master again.
I have always remembered this incident and cherished it in my heart. I was scolded for being late this time, but I thought it was worth it. Life is full of twists and turns, ups and downs, and I have never experienced numerous setbacks and honed growth, not only by myself, but also by the help of the whole society.
I have a unique pendant, much like the ring that grandma wears when she is sewing. It is glittering and exquisite.
When I was a child, I was weak and sick, so it was common for me to have injections and take medicine in hospital. I was sallow and emaciated because of illness, and my whole family, old and young, were unhappy all day: my grandparents took me to and from home and hospital; Mom and dad took me everywhere for medical advice; Grandparents find all kinds of traditional Chinese medicine remedies. Even so, I often have asthma attacks and a high fever in the hospital, and I often stay at home alone. At that time, I really wanted to go to kindergarten like my neighbors!
Grandma knew my wish and went to Kaiyuan Temple to make a wish. The old monk in the temple pointed to his grandmother and said, "Don't worry if the child is in poor health. Bring thimbles to children to protect their health and safety. " So grandma spared no expense to buy me a gold thimble to go to the gold shop, put on a red thread and hung it solemnly around my neck. The diameter of this small pendant is less than 1 cm, and hundreds of small holes are neatly arranged on the golden surface. These small holes looked at me curiously like thousands of cute little eyes, and I looked at them with the same eyes and couldn't put it down. Wuxi people also call the cave "eye", so it is commonly known as "thousand eyes", which is a pendant specially designed to ward off evil spirits and pray for blessings.
I don't know if it's psychological. My body is getting better, but I still have it with me. In the kindergarten, the children found it and everyone liked it very much. Every day when we are free to move, everyone will look from the middle of the ring as if there is a wonderful world inside.
This is my baby-a magical thimble pendant!
My baby composition 6 "DuDu ..." Before the morning star set, several summer insects were still dancing with the dim little lights, and the cars on the highway not far away began to scream loudly again. I secretly smiled and knew that several treasures had been lost. ...
One day in the summer vacation of junior high school, I was idle, wearing headphones and wandering around the community listening to songs. Accompanied by a slight cool breeze and the beat of music, I wandered in a small world with only myself and music. I walked in the middle of the road, drifting like a fish, but I didn't notice that I was blocking the road of a car.
I wandered around leisurely until I turned left at a fork in the road and heard the "buzzing" sound of the car accelerating behind me, and I suddenly realized.
The car drove away, leaving only a fading figure, but I froze. I don't know how long I stopped him. The silence of the moment before is the happiness I want. A warm current welled up in my heart. It was a driver's foot lightly stepping on the accelerator, one hand holding the steering wheel but never honking the horn, a stranger's concern and love for another stranger.
That summer afternoon was quiet and beautiful. A car and a warm person are driving quietly on the path. The silence of that moment will always be cherished in my heart.
The monster is still barking outside the window. Once, I saw an old woman inadvertently blocking the road. In an instant, a shrill whistle came, and the car left in a hurry, leaving only an old woman in shock to sigh alone for a long time ... The sound outside the window was too harsh and terrible. I close my eyes, it's time to take out the dusty treasure and enjoy it again.
In the noisy world, we should also leave a piece of pure land worth cherishing in our hearts. In the hustle and bustle, give yourself a quiet and give others a warmth; Heal myself in fear ... a simple understanding of the whole world is my eternal wealth. May it always be with me.
My cherished composition 7 Fish cherish the seawater and leave it to the ocean; Everything cherishes the fruit and leaves it to the forest; Birds cherish white clouds and leave them to the sky; I cherish a love and leave it to my mother.
My mother is the most hardworking person in the world. She gets up at dawn every day and then works for decades: cooking, sweeping the floor and washing clothes, just like a formatted robot. However, who doesn't want to sleep in the sun and who wants to repeat boring and hard housework every day? I know: my mother worked so hard only for me to have a nutritious and delicious breakfast as soon as I got up, for my living environment to be cleaner, for me to wear clean clothes to school every day ... Finally, she worked so hard for me. I will cherish it in every way, let time brew it into an altar wine and return it to my mother.
Mom is the person who cares about me the most in the world. The north wind just started blowing, and my mother was the first person to put clothes on my bedside; Snowflakes are still spinning in the air, but my mother has already begun to be caring and attentive; I feel a little sick, but my mother is anxious like an ant on hot bricks; I casually say a dish name, and my mother will turn the illusory dish name into delicious food in the first time; I was a little unhappy when I went home. My mother knew it at a glance and solved my problem in time. I have made a little progress, and my mother will praise me appropriately; In the middle of the night, the light in my room is still on, and my mother will bring me a cup of fragrant milk and tell me to go to bed early ... There are countless such things, and I will keep them in mind one by one and let the sand of time polish them into bright pearls to repay my mother.
Even if I use thousands of jars of wine, even if I get countless pearls, it doesn't mean I repay my mother. Because wine is brewed with the love my mother gave me, and pearls are ground with the love my mother gave me, which only shows that my mother's love is endless!
"But how much love there is in an inch of grass, and I won three wisps of spring scenery." I cherish this love. ...
My treasured composition 8: Black and bright black hair, long and beautiful, meekly draped over my mother's shoulders. But sometimes it is very naughty, quietly put on a silver gown, drive away the years, and stay mercilessly in her mother's hair.
My most cherished gratitude is to help my mother wash her hair. That day, on a whim, I naively ran to my mother and said to her sweetly, "Mom, I want to help you wash your hair, so that those' little villains' will disappear and be beautiful forever!" Mother smiled with relief. She sat quietly in the chair and watched her daughter get ready for work like a little adult. Maybe mom is happy, but I can't understand her mood at the moment. Because I have seen my uncle and aunt in the shampoo shop wash their hair before, I will move it step by step. First, I helped my mother put on a towel and gently rolled up her long hair. Then, I put shampoo on it and fingered it with my little hands. Just as I was trying to "play", my mother smiled and said, "Little fool, how can I wash without touching some water?" I suddenly realized that I was embarrassed to stick out my tongue. After drinking some water, I got carried away again. A lot of bubbles made me daydream. I said to my mother, "Mom, if you work so hard, I will study hard and earn a lot of money to make you happy." I danced and gestured, and my mother's face also burst into a happy smile. The next shampoo experience also upset me. Finally, I had to let my mother go out in person to "calm down" the farce. Looking back now, it seems that it happened yesterday. Perhaps, what Mom and Dad have done for us is just taken for granted in our eyes. However, what we do for our parents, even if it is insignificant, is not insignificant in the eyes of our parents, but an extravagant hope. This extravagant hope can make them happy for a long time!
My Precious Composition 9 What is treasured in everyone's heart: a beautiful gift from a friend, a warm call from a relative, appreciation from others when I succeed … and what I treasure is that love.
That love has accompanied me through more than ten spring, summer, autumn and winter; That love has accompanied me through countless successes and failures; That love sheltered me from countless ups and downs. That love is unforgettable! Do you still remember working in the scorching sun? Do you still remember them running around in the wind and rain, crawling as hard and slowly as being trapped in the soil? Just for us, just for us! When we were young, we grew up under their protection, and they guarded us like angels; Now, they do everything they can to make us live a good life. They are our parents.
"How many clouds are drifting in the dream, rushing to the distant countryside, parents leaning against the window sash, waiting for the news of their children, how many winds and frost are accumulated, and their parents' faces are old ..." We shouted loudly in the music class; The familiar rhythm at the Thanksgiving class meeting reminds us all the time. Working hard for them, every time this melody echoes in my ears, I can't help but shed tears. I thank them, I apologize to them, and more importantly, they love us deeply!
They used their life and all their efforts to create a beautiful living environment for us. Now they have no strength, and the future depends on ourselves. However, their future ... yes, not only our future, but also their future. We must work hard, as they work hard for me, and also work hard for them; Love them as they love me. Now, for them, love is to become adults and talents, not to make them sad or angry!
That love will be the vane of my voyage, guiding me forward correctly forever, and that love will be a great happiness of my life.
I will protect that love with everything I have; I will dedicate my heart to them, and I will cherish that heavy and precious love with my heart!
My precious composition 10 is on my bookshelf. There is a beautiful cup with my lost tooth hidden in it. Every time I lose my tooth, I will clean it carefully and put it in this cup. I remember when the first tooth fell, my mother smiled and said, "This tooth should be treasured and given to you as a dowry in the future." Since I hid my first tooth, I remember to cherish every tooth after that.
I went to the hospital for tooth extraction several times and found that my teeth were gone. What should I do? I frowned and asked the doctor. The doctor just smiled and said, "Are you going to hide? Oh, I just put it on that counter, but I didn't throw it away! " I smiled and quickly picked up my teeth. In this way, my teeth "survived" every time, and I saved every tooth!
When I grew up, I found that there were many teeth in that cup, and it was especially white. Maybe it's because I protect my teeth. Every tooth is washed several times before it is preserved. I just squeezed toothpaste on my toothbrush and brushed my whole tooth as usual. I brushed it from left to right, up and down, back and forth several times. I am more careful than brushing my teeth in my mouth. I always think happily: this tooth is my treasure, something that fell from me, and I must clean it well. After a week of persistence, the teeth were cleaned. But if I want to bask in the sun for a while, it will become whiter, much like I have a group of "little pets".
Sometimes, I look at the teeth in the cup. This is a front tooth. It must have bitten the crab's big pliers before. Look at that tiger tooth that seems to grow next to it. At that time, the front teeth couldn't bite the big pliers, so they used this tiger tooth to chew. I picked up this tiger tooth and looked at it carefully. It seems that you can still feel its power.
It is very precious for you to cherish your baby teeth. Each of them was preserved as a souvenir of my childhood. If I become a celebrity in the future, maybe they will become antiques, hehe!
My precious composition 1 1 Cherish a peace, get a peace of mind, face everything with a peaceful mind, and you will find that the world is so beautiful.
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I have been a quiet child since I was a child.
When I was a child, I liked watching the sky very much. In the early summer morning, in the warm breeze, I always put a recliner in the yard, lie quietly on it and look at the sky. Watching the soft floating clouds slide across the sky, my heart seems to float up, very quiet, just like a quiet sky, which can contain the noise of floating clouds. Every time I look up at the sky, I will deeply feel the vastness of the sky and my own smallness, and I will be shocked by the sacredness of the sky, and I will not feel a wave in my heart. And I will cherish this hard-won silence and taste it slowly.
From then on, I became fascinated by reading. I like the warm plot in the book, love the gorgeous fragments in the book, and admire the wise scenes in the book ... Every time I read a book, I am baptized, take off my manic coat, gently pour a pot of cold water into my heart to melt the hot air, calm my mind and cool down ... Every time I read a book, it seems to teach me how to face everything with a peaceful heart.
I've always liked the tranquility of the night. Often wearing MP3, listening to some melodious music, a person walking quietly in the dark; Or walk hand in hand with friends at night. Don't say a word, just feel the temperature of the other person's palm. Everything around us has nothing to do with us. All we feel is the silence in the dark, the silence in the music and the silence in each other's hearts.
Cherish a peace of mind, and you will have a peace in dealing with people, a calmness in facing setbacks, an arrogance in facing joy, and a calmness in facing crises. Cherish a quiet heart, and you will find that the world is so beautiful. ...
My collection composition 12 I always think that everything in the world is worth collecting, no matter how good or bad it is. ...
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When the spring breeze blows my cheeks, accompanied by mud? Flowers? When I smell the smell of vegetation, my heart is comforted. That kind of intimacy, that kind of elegance, that kind of temperament, just brushed my face. How I wish to treasure them with a rosewood box full of retro flavor, touch the texture of sandalwood and feel the intimacy inside. Elegant? Temperament. Suddenly, it seems that I am the only one? Ebony boxes and the beautiful things in them exist.
The hot summer day is the embodiment of the beast to me. Ruthless? Brutally slaughter every ray of refreshing. However, this is a season full of passion and vitality, and the cruelty of the hot sun is just a challenge. Even if cruelty is not a good thing, it is still worth cherishing. It is not only a challenge, but also a kind of vitality and a kind of self-warning.
Violin and autumn are perfect companions. Accompanied by cheerful notes, the whole autumn did not feel a little discouraged for ringing the alarm bell of winter? Sad or sad? Melancholy people like autumn, because the maple leaves in autumn give others a little joy when they wither. The breeze blows the falling maple leaves, and the world dances in an instant. I put a maple leaf in a page of the book and cherish that taste forever.
Winter is my favorite season, but it doesn't mean that I am a cold-blooded animal. I remember when I was a child, my grandmother in the north began to snow in winter. Make a snowman? Snowball throwing was the most interesting game for me, but then I went to the south, where there was no snow, only cold wind. After that, snow became my memory. I cherish this memory as carefully as I hid candy when I was a child, and cover it with coat, hat, shoes and shirt. No one will notice you, and no one can share your wonderful memories with me.
Cherish everything
The photos of my treasured composition 13 will turn yellow with the passage of time, and the letters will be separated with the steps of time. Only the memories cherished in the heart will be like old wine, and the longer it is, the purer it will be.
MP3 is playing that familiar song. When I was a vague child, there were clouds floating in the blue sky. Time passed in the blink of an eye. Six years have passed, and I have nothing to say about the passage of time, so I have to silently recall the ups and downs of these six years.
Friends, like songs, always bring me into the bright world. This hymn written with friendship, emotion and vitality will make me more unforgettable and cherish it.
Every time I face failure and feel too depressed to lift my head, there are always a few pairs of warm and powerful little hands that firmly lead me on the road of challenge. When I am too tired to stop panting, my mind is very complicated, but I will always realize something; Whenever I am sad, what appears in front of me are their warm words and their small hands that wipe tears for me; Whenever I taste success, they share my joy with me. Yes, they are friends.
Their laughter and happiness deeply infected me, so that I don't have to care about other people's feelings and always keep a good mood. I cherish all these bits and pieces in my memory, because I won't be lonely because of my friends, I will turn my tears into a rainbow of memories.
Let these six years never be lonely, not only with the comfort and encouragement of friends, but also with the selfless dedication and silent help of parents.
Have a rest and have a glass of milk. Whenever I hear these warm words, I always feel unspeakable, both grateful and a little sorry. Whenever my mother puts this cup of milk on my desk and watches me finish it, I always have a happy smile on my face. Such a cup of milk filled with love has narrowed the distance between our mother and daughter, and this warm current has warmed my heart. Having a heart-to-heart talk after dinner is an indispensable job for us every day. The family got together to tell the happy event of the day, which was full of joy, warmth and happiness.
I firmly cherish these beautiful memories, it makes me happy, it makes me not lonely, it gives me the motivation of life and the warmth of love!
My precious composition 14 There are too many things worth cherishing in my life. As small as the dust and storm on the avenue, these piles are all memories.
In the fourth grade, the school held a sports meeting. After a month of careful preparation, the competition finally kicked off.
Look, the athletes are warming up on the playground. As soon as the whistle sounded, the players began to run, and the first student gradually pulled away from the second and third students. The first classmate is flying on the playground with a natural expression. His hands swung back and forth at his sides, and his hair fluttered in the wind. The long hair hanging down in the front row was blown straight by the wind. Soon, soon, soon. The first classmate was near the finish line. Suddenly, the second classmate threw it hard and caught up from behind. "Come on, come on, you are the best." The cheerleaders on the sidelines also cheered for them. "Come on. ″
"Come on, come on, you're going to be surpassed." I can't help worrying about my first classmate.
Thirty meters, twenty meters, ten meters. Go, go, go. The first classmate gritted his teeth and ran desperately with his legs, as if there was a carnivorous beast behind him. He opened his eyes wide and left a few bitter tears in the corner of his eyes for no reason. "Come on, come on, first classmate, you can do it." I silently cheered for him, and with a whistle, he won, he won.
There is a fierce tug-of-war at the south end of the playground.
The players are gearing up and struggling to pull behind them. Two chubby children of the red team came and swaggered to the back of the team, grabbed the hemp rope and leaned back. The red flag immediately moved to the red team. The blue team is no worse than the master, and the whole team is only a quarter of the length of a playground runway! The blue team struggled to pull the hemp rope back. Look, look, the players are all flushed, like a big apple. Sweat dripped from their heads. "Come on!" The students over there shouted that many hands make light work, and all the members of the blue team cooperated tacitly. Sure enough, the blue team won the championship in the end.
This is not only a sports meeting, but also a wonderful memory of my childhood. It carries a lot of meaning and is a memory that I will never forget. I will cherish it.
My precious composition 15 is a faint photo, shocking and vague, which reminds me of many thoughts and touches the taut strings in my heart. Seeing that photo, looking back on the past is like an arrow leaving the string. At this moment, I was in a trance, and my mind, like a looming image, appeared like a movie. It has black fur, a very sensitive nose and big black eyes. It's my good partner-Xiaohei. How many days and nights have we spent before, rubbing out unshakable friendship and affection. However, in the past, that friendship suddenly vanished, gone forever, and the pain of where you will go has been presented in my heart.
That time, you were so playful that you went to the mountain alone. Deep in the forest, we shouted and looked everywhere, but we just couldn't find you. We were so anxious that we finally found you under the tree. I saw you groaning in pain. Look carefully, it turns out that you are caught in the clip, so we began to help you take it off. You keep complaining and get rid of it. Finally, the clip is taken off, you move your legs and start running happily. Do you remember how good your memory is and how well you know our family? That time, dad went to work, and you kept chasing, chasing, and dad left you on a detour. When dad came home, we asked, and we didn't know you were lost until we asked. When I was blindly disillusioned, you came back. Looking at that figure, I smiled happily. Every time I go to school, you will always follow me until I enter the school, and you will reluctantly leave.
I waited for you again and again, but I was disappointed again and again. Where are you, where are you, what happened, and how are you doing? One year, two years, three years, four years, five years … I have been waiting for you, my partner.