The light 1 lights itself and illuminates others. Just like this lamp, the teacher studies wholeheartedly for us and does everything for our growth.
The teacher said that all the knowledge they had learned could not wait for us to learn. We study well and they are happy. We don't study well; They're worried. Teacher! Sometimes your casual words make me feel more cordial; A casual action; Makes me proud. A different voice makes me feel love.
Teacher! Do you remember? At that class meeting, you compared yourself to your mother. Compared to parents, all our classmates are compared to brothers and sisters in this big family. But you know what? Your smile. Your behavior. Your words are fresh in my memory. I keep this matter to myself and will never forget your kindness to us. I regard these words as the goal of my study and struggle, and I am brave and unremitting!
Teacher! Do you remember? At that time, I was depressed because the exam was not ideal, but you looked at me with warm eyes. Suddenly, I feel more confident. At that time, I was thinking, I must do well in the exam next time, and I can't live up to the teacher's expectations. Since then, I have listened to lectures every day, and there are many good things to do. I got good grades in the mid-term exam. You saw my happy smile, and you smiled with satisfaction.
Teacher! Do you remember? I made a mistake that time. I thought you would scold me, but you smiled and said, "You can't be careless with such a simple question. Please check it carefully next time. Don't make any mistakes! " Since then, I have checked my homework several times every time, because I don't want to make any more mistakes. ...
Teacher! Do you remember? Before I was assigned to the class, when I came here, I saw you with five other teachers. At that time, I hope you can be my class teacher. Because you have dignity. Beautiful and generous, the most important thing is your bright smile, which I will always remember. Sure enough, you are my class teacher. I am very happy to hear the news. Because I feel that I have a loving teacher with me to spend this "sad" three years.
Teacher! Some people compare you to an industrious gardener who works tirelessly for us. I compare you to a lamp, which illuminates myself and others!
Lantern Festival is a traditional festival in China, which falls on the 15th day of the first lunar month every year. Time flies, and it will usher in the 20xx Lantern Festival.
Lantern Festival is the first full moon night of the Lunar New Year, a day to worship and appreciate the moon, and also symbolizes the arrival of spring, which is the last day of the traditional definition of China New Year. On this day, every household is decorated with lanterns, solve riddles on the lanterns, making Yuanxiao, eating Yuanxiao and enjoying lanterns ... These activities add atmosphere to the Lantern Festival.
There are many legends about the Lantern Festival, such as "Emperor Wen commemorates Pinglu" and "Ming Di lights a lamp to worship Buddha".
I have seen the Lantern Festival several times, and the most unforgettable one is the Lantern Festival in 20xx. I was only nine years old that year and I was curious about everything. One day, I saw my mother and grandmother get some more white powder, so I went over and asked, "Mom, what is this?"
"This is glutinous rice flour, which is used to make Yuanxiao." Mom said with a smile, and then went on to pick it up.
I saw my mother and my grandmother round the bean paste and nuts, then put them in a laundry basket covered with dry glutinous rice flour and kept shaking them. Add water from time to time to make the stuffing more and more sticky with glutinous rice flour. Soon, several jiaozi will be ready. Lantern Festival is white and round. It looks really cute, just like a few little dolls.
I want to try it, too. Mom agreed, and I made the same stuffing as them, but when it came to sticky glutinous rice flour, it was not delicious. I changed a basket full of glutinous rice flour, where is it so good? I turned around and spilled glutinous rice flour all over my body, which made my mother and grandmother laugh. Grandma came to help me pat off the glutinous rice flour and said, "Look at you, you are not wrapped in glutinous rice flour, but wrapped all over." I laughed too.
Later, my mother helped me turn around slowly. Finally, with our joint efforts, a lovely Lantern Festival was finally born.
In the evening, we ate our own jiaozi and went to solve riddles on the lanterns. The firecrackers outside and the laughter inside are also in harmony. After dinner, we went to the park to enjoy the lanterns. The park is crowded and lively. The appearance of lanterns is ever-changing, too. Look, there is a big basket of flowers. Then there are two carp fish, the scales are shining. Really: "Fish are jumping in the blue waves and bright spring, and chickens are dancing in family happiness."
This is really an unforgettable Lantern Festival.
Life is like a traffic light, starting and stopping, stopping and opening again. There is no period until the beginning and the end.
Maybe the red light at first will make your whole road red, but you will move slowly and hardly move; Perhaps it is a pleasant journey and a green light all the way, which brings you the joy of success; Perhaps, you were worried about the red light at first, but you were fully prepared at the rest stop and filled up with oil. After hard work, you sprinted to the green light.
But if you deny and doubt yourself, your pace will become hesitant and slow down. At this time, you were the best at first, but now, you will fall behind others; If you indulge yourself. If you are not strict with yourself, you will stay away from the runway of life and retire for maintenance or inspection because of vehicle failure. Therefore, it lags behind the game of life; If you are lazy. Don't want to, don't want to do some homework for you, don't raise your hand to answer the questions you know, and don't work hard. Just like snowballing, it accumulates more and more, making you breathless, so you miss the green light; If, you are proud. Be complacent about a little achievement, then go and see the first place! Learn how people work hard. If you are the first, be modest, or you will miss the next green light if you forget to speed up.
Don't be sad when you meet a red light, but believe that there will be a rainbow after the storm; Don't be proud when you meet the green light, you should know that pride makes people go backwards; When you meet the yellow light, don't be impatient, wait patiently and your dream will come true.
Lights are the lights in life. From the moment you came to this world, she filled your shadow with the light and heat of her half life with the trust of God, and watered your love and hope every day. Time filled her face bit by bit, but the lost love never weakened. She is like a lamp in that classroom, always illuminating you. Those eyes full of expectation reveal how much sweat of hope, how many supercilious eyes and how many hardships in life, but they are like the rich persimmon, squeezing out sweet juice all the time. This is a lamp like a street lamp. Even if the night shatters your dreams, she will still guide you to find your way home.
The lamp of life, she accompanies you with a warm attitude, filled with the breath of friendship, with the temperature of sunshine, resisting the invasion of the night and blowing away the raging storm. She contains understanding and breeds hope. When the mud wet your journey, when the tears blurred your vision, she lit up the road of clearing sand for you with fire, accompanied by your success bit by bit.
The lamp of life is the most difficult lamp in the world. She irrigates with sweat and expectation, but does not necessarily bring gratitude and understanding. Like a silkworm, like a candle, she gave the beauty and face of youth and left the best years on the three-foot platform. It is a lamp that never goes out day and night. Even if she got a helpless farewell, she still had a blessing, holding that persistence and relying on the courage to look forward to building her own soul.
The most beautiful thing in the world is not that you look at the beautiful scenery at the peak, that you suck nectar in the forest, that you are at the bottom of the valley, that people who love you are in the abyss, but that you are grateful and they are willing to pay for you.
Growth needs a bright light, and growth needs gratitude. You should be grateful for the existence and endless support of this rain. It's like a ship for you to sail. On this road, you have the most powerful power and weapon, that is, the sword of the universe that will take you through the difficulties.
Every lamp you pass by is just for you. She injects different degrees of light and heat into all the warmth you encounter in your life.
People are bound to encounter setbacks in this life. It is the lamp in your heart that guides you out of setbacks. It will teach you a lot and let you know a lot.
In fact, my primary school English is average, and I know nothing about grammar and concepts. Although I didn't acquire English skills, I have a passion and persistence in English. In order to learn English well, my father enrolled me in a cram school.
The next night, as usual, I left the composition assigned by the extracurricular English class to finish before class. Although I have mastered some grammar, composition is still a big problem for me. Sometimes I don't know how to start when I encounter a composition problem. Some different tenses, clauses and various conceptual grammars in the composition always confuse me when I am awake. I'm tired of watching it getting darker and darker outside. I tried to find inspiration from textbooks, but I found it was a waste of time. Since I can't turn over the textbooks, should I lie to the teacher and say that I forgot to bring my English book at home? After all, this is homework!
So, I have to do it myself. In this way, I finished this composition one by one according to my only grammar and racked my brains. After that, I checked it carefully and found that there were no mistakes before I was relieved. Although I don't know what this article is like, at least I put my heart into it, at least I am worthy of myself. I finally finished my English composition satisfactorily, and then I began to review the words. ...
There is always a bright light on the way forward in life. I believe my love and persistence in English will never go out like it.
I know that there is a shining lamp in everyone's heart that guides us to a bright future. The bright light in my heart is my parents' tolerance and encouragement.
I remember that time, I was doing my homework at home. ...
On this day, the teacher assigned an assignment, composition! You know, I don't like writing composition the most. I secretly sigh, I don't know how much precious space it will take! I struggled for a while, then picked up a pen and racked my brains to finish the beginning. Then my brain went blank. In this inch, I saw a book, a collection of primary school students' compositions. An evil thought flashed through my mind, and I put my evil paw into this book. After opening it, I comforted myself by saying, Nothing, nothing, I didn't copy it, but … learn from it!
So, I copied it with a clear conscience, and only after copying the beginning, the door opened. I was so scared that I accidentally threw my composition book to the ground. I saw my mother's unhappy face, picked it up and threw it on my desk. I was scared out of my wits. Just listen to my mother. Is it your character to get something for nothing and not make progress? I believe in my daughter. Don't let me down.
Although it is not long, it is thought-provoking. I don't know when it started, and there is no progress. Think like this, there seems to be something lit in my chest. I picked up the pen again, and my thoughts welled up like a spring. I sat at my desk and wrote it down with a brush. After I finished writing, I felt very fulfilled. I think this is probably the best article I have ever written. When I was sighing, my mother came in with fruit, smiled at me and told me that success after hard work and persistence is the most beautiful!
The bright light in my heart is my parents' tolerance and encouragement!
In fact, everyone will have a lamp in his heart, which will guide you in the dark when you are helpless, bring you courage and confidence, and make you thoroughly remould yourself.
I remember once, I got lost and couldn't go home. I am very anxious. I'm wandering in Shan Ye, which is inaccessible and densely populated. I don't want to try to walk around. I'm afraid I'll never go home in the wrong place. It's getting dark and the forest is getting quiet. Without the chirping of cicadas and the singing of birds, the forest is terrible and disheartening, making people feel extremely desolate. You may delay, but time will not. Night will come, and neither can I.
As night fell, the darkness sealed my eyes, soul and heart, making me very scared and unable to move. I collapsed on the hard ground, thinking nothing. I vaguely feel that there is light inside me, which is strong enough to light up my way home. But in the blink of an eye, the light was gone, leaving only the lonely darkness with me. As soon as I turned around, a light cluster appeared in the darkness, flashing under the strong light.
I regained my confidence, jumped confidently and walked in my own direction. When wrestling, meeting and other setbacks bother me, my favorite family will appear in the bright light, encouraging me, trusting me and supporting me. I moved home step by step under the light of this heart lamp-I persisted. With the belief that there is a heart lamp in my heart, I walked down the mountain and returned to a familiar and strange town. I'm trying to get home with my last strength, because I know my family will be in a hurry and everyone will be in a hurry. I feel that I have been away for too long, as if I have been away for a century. I miss my relatives at home and my friends, brothers and sisters outside! I will cherish my home when I come back this time, but when I see my home and my family, I can finally rest, and the lights in my heart will burn out.
Not only I, but everyone will have such a lamp in their hearts. It consists of all kinds of thoughts, which may be thoughts or beliefs. Everything in the world may become the fuel of this heart lamp.
Everyone has joy and joy in life, and it is inevitable that they will encounter setbacks. At this time, you need a bright light to point out the direction for yourself and drive away loneliness. In my heart, there is also a light guitar that burns forever.
I first met a guitar when I was nine years old. My mother said: "Cheng Cheng, everyone should learn a musical instrument, which can accompany you when you are lonely and share your happiness when you are happy." What musical instrument do you want to learn? " I shook my head blankly. Mother suggested, "then learn the guitar." Simple and nice. " So, I had the first guitar in my life.
When I first got the guitar, I was full of curiosity about this behemoth. I plucked the strings with my hands and twisted the buttons at the same time. Then, my guitar teacher taught me to play Little Star. When I saw the teacher skillfully pressing every note and playing the strings intoxicated, I thought: Guitar is that simple! When I practiced by myself, I found that I couldn't press the string at all! Finally, the first sound popped up, and the second one was missing. After struggling for 20 minutes, I finally finished shooting Xiaoxing, which was full of mistakes and unsightly. The teacher said softly, "Go home and practice more!" I nodded reluctantly. When I got home, my hand still hurt. I finally couldn't help it and said loudly, "I don't want to learn!" " "Tears welled up in my eyes. My mother comforted me: "Everything is difficult at the beginning. If you don't insist, how can you feel the fun it brings? "Then practice and study with me.
Finally, in repeated efforts and attempts to give up, I have been with the guitar for three years, and it has become an indispensable part of my life.
Pick up the guitar when you encounter difficulties and use music to overcome them. When I am lonely, I pick up my guitar and let music accompany my lonely heart. When I am sad, I pick up my guitar and let the music soothe my broken heart. When I am happy, I will pick up my guitar and dance to the music happily.
Once, when I was doing my homework, I couldn't think of an additional math problem, so I just gave up, thinking, anyway, tomorrow the teacher will talk, and it's not homework, it doesn't matter! After a while, I finished the rest of my homework and wanted to play the guitar to relax. When playing with snails, I can't help shivering in my heart: "I'm going to climb up step by step and fly forward on the blade of the highest point ..." Even a small snail can persist in the face of no matter how big the difficulties are, but I have to give up in the face of a small problem? I put down my guitar, went to my desk again and began to solve that math problem: direct formulation is not enough, use equations; The equation doesn't work, drawing ... and finally it's worked out with a pile of draft paper! I jumped three feet in excitement!
I remember that at our primary school graduation ceremony, our class performed Farewell and Auld Lang Syne, and I was accompanied by the guitar. This is our last collective performance. With the smooth guitar sound and beautiful singing voice, I feel that I am back in the first year of high school. I just met this lovely group of teachers and classmates. Six years, scene after scene, scene after scene in this song. Playing and playing, I couldn't help but burst into tears. Finally, our program won thunderous applause and drew a perfect end to primary school life.
Thank you, guitar! You are the eternal light in my heart, showing me the direction and bringing warmth. My life is rich and colorful because of you!
I woke up from the joy of the party and walked silently home. ...
The night is dark, and under my feet, it seems as if the sleeping sea is crossing, and gradually the road of white and black emerges like waves. The wind mixed with drizzle caressed my face and it was very cold.
On the road, the lights of passing cars, street lamps shining slightly, shops faded the color of night, giving people light and heat. However, car lights are used to show drivers the direction, shop lights are used to attract business, and street lights are used to find the way. I'm just a stranger, and I can only walk through one lamp after another. These lamps are not burned for me, I can only share their light and heat.
I walked silently, feeling that the distance from home was pulled further by the darkness. Then, panic and fear began to haunt me, binding my body like grass, and I couldn't breathe. At this time, a black shadow came out of the darkness in the distance. In the dim light, I saw my father's kind face. He walked slowly towards me with an umbrella. I blinked hard and looked at my father carefully. Very close, and very real. "Come on, let's go home." My father handed me an umbrella. I looked at my father's face and took the umbrella carefully. The umbrella is open. Above the umbrella, it was a frightening night and a storm. Under the umbrella, it was a quiet night. My father and I walked like a building in the silent and dark night. The weaker wind is like a hairspring. Rain, thinner, like cow hair. The brisk pace constitutes a long poem.
The darkness has gone away, and the panic is gradually washed away, because there is a light in my heart, soft and warm-that is the light at home.
We are like a boat, sailing on the sea of Wang Yang. If you don't get bright guidance, one day, you will sleep at the bottom of the sea forever because you can't see the direction, the traps and dangers ahead. On the road of life, no matter what difficulties you encounter, only by lighting the lamp in your heart can you move forward calmly.
The light at home, warm, soft and warm, penetrated my heart. In this world, the light in my heart will never go out.
There are many bright lights in the vast night sky, illuminating the lost poor; There are many bright lights on both sides of the street to guide people to go home at night; In my heart, there is also a bright light, and that is affection.
My family always comforts me when I am sad and warns me when I am complacent. My family supports the world in my heart and illuminates my heart.
At the end of the monthly exam, the score came, which shocked me like a bolt from the blue and made me instantly fall into an invincible position. The body is as uncomfortable as being pinned down by needles and boulders, and the whole body is like a puppet. I really don't know how to face my family. My mind is full of my mother's disappointment. My head is going to explode.
Finally, the school bell rang. I packed a few books at random, dragged my tired body, grabbed my schoolbag and left. It was cloudy, dark clouds filled the sky, and soon it began to rain. I walked distractedly on the road, wiping the rain on my face, and all I saw was darkness. When I got home, my mother saw me, ran to the bathroom and grabbed a dry towel, and ran over to wipe the rain off my face. My disappointed tears fell down again, and I threw myself into my mother's arms and cried. My mother helped me to the sofa and turned to the kitchen to bring me a steaming bowl of ginger soup. My heart is so warm. Before I could speak, my mother hugged me and said, "Good boy, I know about your monthly exam, and I don't want to mention it again." You are too proud to let you down. What if you don't do well in the exam? As long as you don't give up and don't get discouraged, you will get the ideal result. You will always be a good boy in your mother's heart! " Suddenly, my heart is as warm as the sun. I wiped my tears again and lay happily in my mother's arms.
Once again, I was among the best in the exam. I told my mother the good news. My mother smiled slightly, touched my head and said in a long voice, "Congratulations on your good grades in the exam, but remember to be conceited." There is no eternal winner, only constant transcendence. Only in this way can you make progress step by step and achieve your goal. "
Family is like a lamp, which guides me when I fail and when I succeed. It tells me that failure is the mother of success and pride makes people fall behind. It is selflessly in my heart, illuminating my direction.
The light of affection in my heart, may we be together all our lives!