1 There is an old man in Grandma Village. He is thin, dark-faced, with white hair and only a few teeth missing. He walks around the village with that long cane every day.
He is almost ninety years old, and his right leg is always limping (grandma said it was an injury before), but it is sunny and healthy. Every time I see him, his dark face always has a ruddy and gentle smile, revealing his particularly conspicuous front teeth. Grandma said he was an anti-Japanese hero and everyone in the village worshipped him. Listening to grandma's description, I can't help but want to meet grandpa and listen to his story.
That day, my grandmother and I went to the field to collect corn, and we met this grandfather who came back from work on the way. He is wearing a big white coat, carrying a hoe covered with mud, and his back is straight. He smiled and greeted us in his hometown dialect: "Hello! This is your granddaughter, alas, you have grown so big! " Feeling a little excited, I quickly stepped forward and took a heavy hoe. I approached my grandfather and asked, "Grandpa, have you ever been to War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression?" Do you have any unforgettable experiences? Grandpa's eyes became somber, and he sighed, "Little girl, I was born in 1920, and I attended War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression at 18. At that time, the Japanese army invaded our country, and my comrades-in-arms and I went to fight the enemy. I was really sad and angry to see them all lying in a pool of blood and dying under the enemy's guns. Later, my parents were taken away by the japs, and they took all my valuables. I even wanted to rush to the enemy barracks several times to avenge my parents. I lost my parents a long time ago and lived alone. My right leg is lame, and I was shot through by the devil's gun. "He opened his wide trouser legs and a big scar stabbed my eyes. I can't imagine that the enemy at that time was so cruel and heartless that he killed a fresh life and gave it to me. He seems to have choked up, and his eyes are shining with tears, which makes him even more haggard at this time. It's a little dark and my brain is a little hot. Grandpa said, clutching his skirt and making a fist, the original obvious veins stood out more prominently. Grandpa suppressed his emotions, wiped away his tears with his hand, grabbed my hand and said, "But now I am still living a healthy life, and we have not been discouraged by the Japanese." "Our living standards have also improved. You are all good children and the hope of our motherland! "
The old man's eyes are filled with hope in an instant, and his eyes are shining with light, which is the yearning and longing for the future life. That kind of simple and kind smile is reflected on his face again, smiling so brilliantly! My vision gradually became clear, and my grandfather's image gradually became tall and indestructible in my heart! The sun shines on his face and my heart, so dazzling, brilliant and full of new vitality. Suddenly feel responsible. Grandpa's hand conveys great strength and hope.
Watching the old man hobble away, my heart seems to have been baptized again. The story of my ancestors not only made me understand the painful lessons, but also made me more clear about my goals and responsibilities.
We can't forget the painful history of blood and tears, but we should grasp the present and do everything around us well, starting with doing our homework carefully and listening to every class of the teacher carefully. Let this great-grandfather always bloom his most beautiful, simple and sunny smile in the peaceful sunshine!
What is parting? Parting is the bitterness of tears, the touching words and the end of a smile. Everyone has faced parting, and it is this parting that makes us know how to cherish what we have now and make us a strong person. I remember when I attended the summer camp last year, when I left, we all had the most beautiful smiles. ...
On July 17, 20xx, the air was humid that morning, and I was immersed in sadness. For the first time, we got up at 5: 20 without an alarm clock.
Change clothes together.
Wear hats together.
Wash together.
After all. This is the last time.
After washing, everyone sat on the bed and said nothing. I looked around. How time flies! Seven days ago, I was a spoiled little princess held by my parents. Seven days ago, I was reluctant to come to the army to experience life; Seven days ago, I didn't know about Lao Ban, "ribs", Darlene and Bingbing ... but after these seven days, I found that I was so reluctant to part with everything around me. I can't stand the feeling of being scalded by hot water, I can't stand the tense atmosphere during the speech, I can't stand the embarrassment and shame when cleaning the toilet with my classmates, and I can't even stand the crowded "Xiao Qiang" here. ...
At the thought of leaving this place where I have lived for seven days, I can't help but feel surge of emotion. I don't know who said, "let's write greeting cards to the old class and platoon leader!" " ""good! "Everyone agrees. I picked up a pen and paper and first wrote a greeting card to the old class: "I wish the old class an early admission to the military school." The requirements are not high, as long as it exceeds the admission line by ten points! " In this case, the original humorous language becomes eclipsed. I felt sad, a mist rose in front of my eyes, and a burst of sobs broke out in the dormitory.
It's already half past nine, and we're finally leaving this place. When I got on the bus, I looked at the old class and the platoon leader, and I had countless feelings in my heart. Old class, treat us to ice cream and ice water every day; Platoon leader, our class is more nervous than us when doing exercises; Mr. Dai's son Coco is in a large kindergarten class, and his speech will leak; Teacher Dai is one of the counselors in our class and treats us like our own daughter. And Meng Lan, my schoolmate; Darlene, seven days younger than me but taller than me; My sister Bing Bing, who is two years older than me, is meticulous to me ... All this can only be done in memory. Watching the dormitory building where we lived get smaller and smaller, and the familiar faces gradually faded away, my heart began to hurt again. Speech contests, parties, group games, exercise competitions, house competitions ... have all become lost landscapes.
The car drove to the door, went out, and may never have a chance to come in again. However, the wonderful memories here will be cherished in our hearts forever. Just as we watched the familiar things fade away, Meng Lan said, "No matter what happens in the future, we will never forget the people and things here. Remember the laughter and sadness here, repay the old class and platoon leader with the sweetest smile, and let us leave the most beautiful smile in their hearts. " As he spoke, his mouth rose by 45, and he greeted everything here with the most beautiful and happiest smile.
The car rang with the tune of "Better Tomorrow":
Sing your enthusiasm/extend your hands/let me embrace your dream/let me have your sincere face/let our smile be full of youthful pride/let us look forward to a better tomorrow.
This time we left, we flashed the most beautiful smile!
Excellent composition of "June 1st" of 20xx anniversary of Oilfield Education Center and Young Pioneers Drum Music Competition with a smile 3.
In the early days of the East, passers-by in Chu Xiao traveled earlier. Fiona Fang boy, the scenery thieves here are good!
In 20xx, a young bagpipe orchestra from our oilfield made its debut at the "Celebrating June 1st" and the Young Pioneers Wind Music and Drum Music Competition in the Oilfield Education Center with full enthusiasm and excellent style.
A light rain last night, the exhaustion of washing the earth, faded early in the middle of the night, and Yuan Ye was fresh and clean. Chuyang in the east, coming from the world of dreams, is immersed in the sunrise and the forest. We face the morning glow and play along the rhythm. Fiona Fang strode to the rostrum and played a passionate and melodious bugle call.
A purple band suit with no dark tones is more luxurious and solemn, like a blooming violet. The uniform procession, skillful performance skills and excellent performance skills showed the brilliance of youth and touched the judges and the audience.
In front of the stage, the flowers are nodding to us and swaying from side to side. Ten primary and secondary schools, ten drum bands, and finally we won the first prize of drum music competition again with the first total score.
Our oilfield junior bagpipe orchestra won the first place in the primary school group of the national wind music competition, and was named as a national first-class sub-group by the National Youth Working Committee, and has performed in large-scale activities in cities and oilfields for many times.
In this competition, we marched in the queue of "March of the Academy Awards", which was not difficult. "Gold Award March" has a clear rhythm, passion and grandeur, which embodies the good spirit of more than 20xx teachers and students in a small oil field, working together, pioneering and innovating, pursuing Excellence and creating first-class.
In the next formation change, we played "Let's Shake Two oars", which was full of joy and amorous feelings. Accompanied by dance, it is more like a sail sailing on the sea. The school created and adapted the music "Happy Farmer's March", just like on the edge of the blue coast, warm and romantic. Accompanied by Caboli Island, the elegant Latin dance is elegant in temperament and graceful in dance, showing the elegance of the Queen in dance ... The famous Radsky March is the finale, playing five tracks.
Radsky March is the most familiar March in the world. She is johann strauss, the most famous masterpiece and the finale of the annual Vienna New Year Concert. Today, people still never tire of hearing it.
The small members of a small pipe orchestra played beautifully, which made the audience enjoy the artistic influence in a pleasant music atmosphere. They involuntarily raised their hands and experienced this happy moment together with the beautiful music.
Ten minutes on stage and ten years off stage.
20xx "June 1st" Celebration and Young Pioneers Wind Music and Drum Music Competition added beautiful notes to my life as well as our life. As I said, in "Call me a little tour guide", visiting our Hall of Honor and performing scrolls in Singapore and Hong Kong are all the efforts of the students. As long as students work hard and pursue Excellence, they will add.
On June 1 day, our school gave us a beautiful, happy and happy Children's Day! Pay tribute to the beloved teacher!
By the way, I'm a saxophone trumpeter in the junior wind pipe band. My uncle said, "You learned to play when you were a child. The places you play are all advanced, western, charming and extraordinary!" We become more sorry than regret ... "Hey, hey ... good!
When I moved to Milla, I recalled the past in my mind and stopped thinking in my soul.
Smile Excellent Composition 4 "Gnome male-"Listen, it's grandpa's voice at work. Speaking of grandpa, the title of "model worker" is indispensable. Grandpa gets up early and comes home late every day. After school, I can always see him working in the distance. He can always work nonstop. It's hard to imagine how he can do so much work, cook and wash clothes when he gets home.
Grandpa is very kind to others, but he is very stingy. Everyone in the compound knows that. My grandmother died in her early years, and my grandfather still lives in a small bungalow of tens of square meters. Although he is strong, he never eats big fish and meat, and he can't eat enough every day. Only when we go to his house will grandpa occasionally add a small bowl of meat. It's too hot in summer, and the house is short and particularly stuffy. Grandpa was reluctant to spend money, so he made a fan out of reeds. People use color TV. Grandpa is specialized, but he uses a black-and-white TV. You said grandpa was stingy or not. I knew for a long time that the title of "cheapskate" had settled in my grandfather's place.
Once, the government decided to rebuild the school, but it needed a lot of money. Due to shortage, the plan was postponed. The news reached grandpa's ears. He has got ants in his pants. So, I found an opportunity to tell the village head, hoping that the village head could respond to the superior. A few days later, nothing happened. This time he was really worried. Even dreamed of school. The next day, grandpa got up early in the morning and went to town to tell the government himself. Although he was old, he was tough and began to run faster than anyone else.
Along the way, grandpa didn't rest. Rush to the government gate and wait. He waited left and right, pacing up and down at the door, who knows? This wait is just a few hours. The sun has risen very high. The mayor's secretary has just arrived. Grandpa hurried to the mayor's office again. He panted, "If young people don't work hard, the boss will be sad." Although I have never read a book, I still understand this truth. "Grandpa gasped, people say that older people speak vaguely. Grandpa answered the question simply and neatly, and he was even more energetic: "Now it is 2 1 century, and the motherland needs more talents. Only by repairing schools and improving equipment can the next generation read good books and make contributions to the country in the future! I can't let the next generation be like me! "
The mayor nodded with satisfaction. He didn't expect that this grandfather would say such a thing, but also for the next generation and the future of the motherland. It's really "worrying about the world first, and enjoying the world later"! After a while, the mayor frowned again. "What about the money?" "You can ... use voluntary contributions. I ... believe that the masses will ... support them! " What's going on here? Grandpa's voice began to become intermittent and lighter. Suddenly, his face turned pale, his lips turned purple and he felt weak. Grandpa finally fainted to the ground. Still muttering in his mouth: "Let the next generation ... study hard ..." It turned out that his heart disease recurred after more than a year of recovery. According to the doctor's examination, it is caused by excessive anxiety and overwork recently.
A few days later, after many meetings of the government, I finally decided to rebuild the school. Grandpa sneaked out of the hospital behind the doctor's back at this time. Grandpa, who has always been stubborn and stingy, generously donated the money he had saved for many years today. Although it is only more than 20 thousand yuan, it is the result of grandpa's efforts. Who can understand, this money contains grandpa's sweat and hard work. Under his leadership, the masses rushed to participate in donation activities.
During the construction, in order to save money, grandpa put down his work and went to the foot of the mountain to cut wood and make piles. How many times! He was punctured by a branch and tripped over a stone, but he insisted on chopping wood to make a stake and even took the initiative to join the team that built the school. He said, "This will not only save money, but also complete the task faster!"
After more than a year's efforts, the school was finally built successfully, and modern equipment such as multimedia and computers were purchased.
Looking at the beautiful new school, grandpa smiled. He sighed and forgot that he was still sick. ...