The Story of Needle and Thread
Cold as Ice Frost A bend of the bright moon has hung on the dark blue canopy, silver little stars have jumped up to the sky to take advantage of the bright moonlight bird's-eye view of the world, and suddenly they heard a heavy sigh ......
This is from the B cell A neighborhood. building C layer D number spread out. Strange? The master has snored like thunder, who is ...... another sound! Follow the sound, oh! The original sound came from the needle and thread bag! Needle and thread can be described as the necessities of life in a pair of "golden partners", the two work hard, very respected, today this is ......
The stars are loaded with thousands of miles of hearing aids, come up with ten thousand miles of binoculars ... ...
"Needle sister, what's wrong with you? Old also do not see a smile look, where is the past lively strength gone?" Line asked with concern. "Alas!" Needle's eyes flowed out a few teardrops, "I blame my fate is not good! Cast a needle tire, shame on people ......" "Good good son! Put away the bitter face, let brother hear your bitter!" "I ......" needle wipe tears, huffing said, "I have always been respected, but now, now we work room in the foreign goods more and more, I, there are people say, say me! Woo ...... that piece of imported wool everywhere nonsense, said I bone thin as match, especially ugly! Hm! Also, there is that piece of French tweed cloth, full of gibberish, scolding me for small eyes, no God, have eyes without pearls! And ...... also!" Needle aggrieved tears rolling down, "That piece of Russian tweed cloth rolled his tongue and laughed at my feet and pointy and thin, a small-footed old woman! Oooh ...... I'm only sixteen, I'm in the prime of my life! Woo ......" sobbed Needle. Line touched the needle's bald head, also snapped: "In fact, there are people said I. Some say my hair is gray, like an old man, some say ...... ugh! I don't even bother to think about them!" Line shrugged, showing a look of disbelief, "Our looks are shaped by the needs of our profession, and our masters just always praised us for being competent and never said we were ugly!" "But, I, people say I am ugly, I have a hard time ah ......" "You ah!" The thread nodded at Needle's brain, "Why don't you get the hang of it! If you use sunglasses to block the eyes with no pearls, wear clothes to increase the fat, wear shoes to put the foot looks big, how do you still work ah? How can you still ......" "How can you be so motherly!" My business you don't care" needle yang long away.
The stars in the sky were worried about the needle, but something terrible finally happened ......
Early the next morning, almost a night of excitement did not close their eyes the needle got up. She took out her yellow explosive wig and put it on her bald head; and adorned it with a few shiny fashionable hair clips. Then, a pair of crystal sunglasses strictly blocked the eyes, wearing a leather jacket, carrot pants, footsteps of the latest style of high heels, needle out of the door. At first glance, it is really pretty! Oncoming line surprised mouth can not close, "Needle! Don't be like this!" Needle is still not back to the heart, but also do when the world's most famous model daydreaming, the corner of the mouth showed a hint of triumph.
The day began! But the needle found itself suddenly stupid up, want to wear into the cloth, the foot is also twisted heel is broken is not able to enter. It is anxious, with a head hit, ouch! The hairpins on the hairnet hurt his head so much! Needle and anxious and shame and pain, a black eye ......
In the hospital ward, only to see the needle wrapped in gauze, foot cast lying in bed, line read the diagnosis: "head and face skin multiple stab wounds, will leave scars, ankle tendons seriously torn, may leave a disability. " "Ugh!" This time Needle sighed for real. All this caused by only pursuing unrealistic beauty in appearance and not listening to the advice of others really gave Needle a bitter lesson. He regretted not listening to the thread in the beginning, and this time the thread could not do anything about it.
The stars in the sky looked at each other, what were they thinking?
2. Essay "Needle and Thread Story"Needle and Thread Story Cold as Ice Frost A bend of the moon has hung on the blue canopy, silver stars have jumped to the sky to take advantage of the bright moonlight bird's-eye view of the world, and suddenly, they heard a heavy sigh ...... This is from the A neighborhood, B building, C floor, No. D. Passed out.
Strange? The master has snored like thunder, who is ...... another sound! Follow the sound, oh! The original sound from the needle and thread bag! Needle and thread can be described as the necessities of life in a pair of "golden partners", the two work hard, very respectable, today this is ...... the stars loaded with thousands of miles of hearing aids, take out the Miles telescope ... ... "Needle sister, what's wrong with you? Old also do not see a smile mold, the past lively strength where has gone?" Line asked with concern. "Ugh!" A few teardrops flowed out of Needle's eyes, "It's all because I have a bad fate! Cast a needle tire, shame on people ......" "Good good son! Put away the bitter melon face, let brother hear your bitter!" "I ......" needle wipe tears, huffing said, "I have always been respected, but now, now we work room in the foreign goods more and more, I, there are people say, say me! Woo ...... that piece of imported wool everywhere nonsense, said I bone thin as match, especially ugly! Hm! Also, there is that piece of French tweed cloth, full of gibberish, scolding me for small eyes, no God, have eyes without pearls! And ...... also!" Needle aggrieved tears rolling down, "That piece of Russian tweed cloth rolled his tongue and laughed at my feet and pointy and thin, a small-footed old woman! Oooh ...... I'm only sixteen, I'm in the prime of my life! Woo ......" the needle sobbed.
The line touched the needle's bald head, also spoke: "In fact, there are people who have said that I have. Some speak of my hair gray, like an old man, some say ...... ugh! I don't even bother to think about them!" Line shrugged, showing a look of disbelief, "Our looks are shaped by the needs of our profession, and our masters just always praised us for being competent and never said we were ugly!" "But, I, people say I am ugly, I have a hard time ah ......" "You ah!" The thread nodded at Needle's brain, "Why don't you get the hang of it! If you use sunglasses to block the eyes with no pearls, wear clothes to increase the fat, wear shoes to put the foot looks big, how do you still work ah? How can you still ......" "How can you be so motherly!" My business you don't care" needle raised long away.
The stars in the sky are worried about the needle, but the terrible thing finally happened ...... Early the next morning, almost a night of excitement did not close their eyes needle got up. She took out her yellow exploding wig and put it over her bald head; and adorned it with a couple of shiny fashionable hair clips.
Then, a pair of crystal sunglasses strictly blocked the eyes, wearing a leather jacket, carrot pants, footsteps of the latest styles of high-heeled shoes, needle out of the door. At first glance, it is really beautiful! The line walking on the face of the shocked mouth can not close, "Needle! Don't be like this!" Needle is still not back to the heart, but also do when the world's most famous model daydreaming, the corner of the mouth showed a hint of triumph.
The day began! But the needle found itself suddenly stupid up, want to wear into the cloth, the foot is also twisted heel is broken is not able to enter. It is anxious, with a head hit, ouch! The hairpins on the hairnet hurt his head so much! Needle and anxious and shame and pain, a black eye ...... In the hospital ward, only to see the needle wrapped in gauze, the foot with a plaster lying on the bed, the line reads the diagnosis: "head and face skin multiple puncture wounds, will leave scars, ankle tendons seriously torn, may leave a disability. "
"Ugh!" This time the needle is really sighing. All this caused by only pursuing unrealistic appearance of beauty and not listening to the advice of others has really taught Needle a bitter lesson.
He regretted that he did not listen to the thread, and this time the thread could not help. The stars in the sky were looking at each other, what were they thinking?
3. 穿针引线作文（一个人拿针,一个人拿线）450个字左右Today is the day of the parent-teacher conference at the Little Bee Essay Paradise.
The teacher first gave parents some ways to educate their children, the teacher said unconsciously to the time to play games, today I do not know what game to play, I look forward to! The teacher first gave us a needle and a thread, and then told us that the name of the game was Threading the Needle. The teacher said, "The rules of the game is this: children take the needle or thread, adults take the line or needle, can not a person at the same time to take two kinds, only two people can wear."
Mr. Chen blew a whistle and we all scrambled to start, I took the needle, mom took the line, we had a hard time to wear in, but to not really, because Guo Hanyu already wear in.
Mom said it was because of her, and I said it was because of me. We argued and argued, but we were not disappointed at all, because the result of the game is not the most important, the important thing is the process, and besides, mom can finally play the game with me.
Today, my mom and I have a happy mood, the little bee essay park is really fun, Mr. Chen is really good to us.
4. threading essay describing some actions and some psychological activities 150 crossthreading
Today is Saturday, the weather is sunny, my good friend Liu Ye and I in the garden tired of playing, together back to my home, to see my mother is pinning buttons, we both feel very novel, and would like to try, my mother said that the two of you had better learn to thread the needle first.
Although this is exactly what we girls do, but for me this clothes to hand, food to mouth Miss, can still be the first time ah! The two of us were eager to try it out.
Willow is a guest, of course, by her first, only to see her left hand to pick up the line, her right hand grabbed the table on the scissors, the front forked line cut off, in order to prevent the line again forked, she put the line in the mouth sip sip, hand twisted twist. Finally, she took the needle in her left hand, the right hand to take the line, aimed at the eye of the needle straight into the past, but the silk like line but with the eye of the needle rubbed the edge of the child, but she did not get discouraged, aimed at the eye of the needle for a second time, or did not penetrate into the eye of the needle, and she attacked several times in a row, still nephews hit the lantern - the same as usual.
I was next to her to cheer, for her to make strength, how can she anxious scratching, hands still keep shaking, every time let the line in the last drop down, but the willow leaf is really good, she held her breath, finally succeeded!
Next, I summarized the reasons for the previous failures of Liu Ye, full of confidence to pick up the needle and thread, and she did the same before the needle threading preparations, and then like a shooting match aiming, close one eye, with the left eye staring at the needle holes, the right hand holding the line, slowly *** to go, however, my arm has been trembling, so it is always wear in, *** brittle elbow on the edge of the table, hands obediently do not shake! I put my elbows on the edge of the table, and my hands stopped shaking, and the thread magically went through the eye of the needle. I also tried to take the line in the left hand, the right hand to take the needle, feel the difficulty than the first time most of the time, but I concentrate, actually succeeded at once, I face a smile of victory.
A little needle threading is also so learned, it seems to do anything, even if it is a "needle big" small things have to have patience, otherwise it will be nothing
5. Needle and thread in the moving essay 600 wordsToday, my mother bought me a book "grateful to my parents". One of the most touching to me is a piece titled Mother's Love is a Thread through a Needle. This short article is about a mother who was organizing her son's clothes when she found that the buttons were loose and she decided to pin them for him. The son is a very famous writer. He was typing on the computer and the mother didn't want to make any noise for fear of disturbing her son, but she was so old and bleary-eyed that she couldn't even thread the needle. She tried again and again and still failed. When the son saw his mother on the monitor, he was stunned. He suddenly felt that he was the needle, and the son's eyes got hot, and he thought, "It's not right that my mother, who is so old, is still pinning my buttons for me, and he himself sits back and does nothing. So he left the computer, just a moment, the silk thread through the needle, the mother's smile lines like flowers, heart for the son to nail up the buttons. The son just wore a needle and thread, the mother is so satisfied.
After reading this short article, I was moved by a huge force - that is, selfless mother's love. I can't help but think of Meng Jiao's "The Song of the Traveling Son", "The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of the traveling son. The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a traveling son. Who says an inch of grass heart, repay the three spring sunshine." An ordinary needle and thread, the transmission is the mother's strong love for the child.
I also think of my mom. When I made progress, my mother's pleased eyes, moving smile to encourage me; when I did something wrong, she never scolded me, always take great pains to reason with me. Mom often said to me: "I do not ask for anything, as long as you study hard, I am very satisfied." Yes, mothers are all easily satisfied. Mom gives us so much love, and how much care do we give our mothers?
6. Grandmother's threading the needle essay 500 wordsGrandmother's threading the needle
School's out, backpacks
Rogue all the way to jump and jump
Into the house to take off the shoes and hats
Hey, the little feet show is smiling
Grandmother end out of the needle and thread package ......
Whenever I hear the children's song "Grandma's Needle and Thread Bag," I think of the funny story of how I helped my grandma thread a needle and thread ...... .
Grandma has been a hard-working person all her life, more than 70 years old, still like to sewing and mending do some needlework, just that eyes are getting blurred. The eyes are getting blurry, so the job of threading the needle fell on me. I learned to thread a needle for my grandmother since I was a child: put the thread into my mouth and wet it, twist it with the index finger and thumb of my left hand to make it sharp and thin, raise my arm so that my eyes are close to the needle, and then gently thread the thread through the needle hole. At that time, my grandmother always liked to praise me for being able to do it, and my heart was happy to hear it.
One day, Grandma took out her needlework to prepare for the "scented bag". I saw the kids downstairs eating potato chips, and my mouth was watering. I was a child, I often nosebleed, the doctor said I can not eat dry fire puffed food. However, I had a brainwave: wasn't Grandma going to ask me to thread her needle again soon? So pretending to be pathetic, I asked Grandma for chips now. Grandma twisted her old glasses, thought for a while and said, "I can get the money to buy you, but you must help grandma to thread the needle in 10 seconds, beyond the 10 seconds to thread the time will not buy potato chips to eat." I was so happy in my heart, usually I can thread a needle and thread in one go, isn't this easy? I confidently said to Grandma, "That's what you said, don't back out!" Grandma smiled and said, "I'm a man of my word, when have I ever lied to anyone!" So, I took the needle and thread and told Grandma to watch the big clock on the wall to time it. I was thinking about the tantalizing potato chips while reminding myself to thread the needle quickly. Perhaps I was in too much of a hurry, but I twisted the thread a little too thickly on the first stroke and it didn't go through. The second time I twisted the thread thinner, but the thread was too long and too curved. When I twisted the thread on the third pass, I looked up and saw that it had taken me 20 seconds. I hung my head and said, "What's with the bad luck! I used to go through it in one go, and today it took me three times!" Grandma said, "Don't be discouraged, when I run out of this thread, you can thread it for me again, and as long as you do it in the allotted time, I'll still get the money to buy it for you." So my hope of having chips to eat was renewed. I hurriedly picked up the needle and thread in my grandmother's sewing bag and practiced carefully, keeping track of the clock on the wall, once, twice, three times ...... I was finally able to complete the threading in 8 seconds with ease. I was eager to urge my grandmother to start right away. This time the grandmother pondered for a moment and said: "I still need two needles and threads, if you can complete in 10 seconds to wear a needle and thread on the purchase of a package of potato chips; if you can complete in 20 seconds to wear two consecutive needle and thread on the purchase of two packages of potato chips, if it fails to a bag of potato chips do not buy." I made a happy victory sign and shouted excitedly, "Yay, I'm going to have chips!" Grandma and I looked at the big clock on the wall together, and she said: start. I got into the swing of things right away. The first stitch went smoothly, and when I was done, I quickly glanced at the clock on the wall and saw that it had taken me 9 seconds. I am not willing to eat only a bag of potato chips, so I picked up the second needle and thread to wear, thinking of the two packets of fragrant and fast-arriving potato chips, the mouth is salivating ...... fast, fast, the heart of a hard to urge themselves, the result of twisting the thread when the thread twisted the thread is curved and long. It took three tries to get it through. When I looked up at the clock with my heart racing, my time took 22 seconds. Ugh! The chips were gone again. I said angrily, "Why am I so unlucky! Why can't I thread a needle well when I have a chance to eat chips?" Grandma stroked my head and said, "It's the potato chips, you'll understand when you're older."
After that, Grandma often asked me to help her thread a needle and thread, and every time I was able to do it quickly. Only I never thought of asking Grandma to buy me chips again.
Day by day, I grew up in the interesting story of threading a needle and thread gradually realized a life truth: people, once there is greed and distraction, it is easy to make mistakes!
7. What are the beautiful sentences describing the needle and threadI am a person who likes to be alone, walking around the campus from time to time. This walk has taken me from the lushness of September to the falling leaves of today. The two scenes have their own merits, are my favorite scenery, but if we talk about the mood, I prefer the fall of the leaves in autumn. Imagine: a bright autumn afternoon, the falling leaves are down, leaning in a large tree, holding a volume of books, quietly flipping through the ...... This is not a pleasant enjoyment of the body and mind? Moreover, the campus trees of many varieties, the shape of the leaves as well as the fall of the color is also different, we feel the beauty is also more colorful, more diverse.
Since I was a child, I have had a hobby of collecting beautiful leaves. So, every time the leaves fall, I will pay special attention to the roadside leaves. Fallen leaves are mostly yellow, mixed with some red leaves, and red and yellow leaves are even more rare. Science says that plant cells have a structure called a vesicle, which contains a component called anthocyanin glycosides, which show a certain color at a certain acidity or alkalinity (pH), and that the change in pH due to the temperature in the fall changes the leaves from green to yellow or red. I prefer to believe that the leaves are tired of a green suit, in this seasonal transition, temperature changes, please nature for them to do a new red or yellow suit, and then happily fly down, the end of their year's journey.
The fallen leaves are just fallen leaves for some people, and there is no other use for them. But in the eyes of those who have the heart, fallen leaves are rare treasures. First of all, fallen leaves are a great substitute for bookmarks. A good book to moisturize the soul, a few pleasing to the eyes of the red leaves, ink and leaf fragrance mixed together to produce a more unforgettable aroma. And these leaves lying quietly in the book seem to have a strong cultural flavor, look so elegant, more natural than those lifeless paper bookmarks. Secondly, fallen leaves are also a more natural form of paper. The great calligrapher of the Tang Dynasty, Huai Su had picked banana leaves and practiced calligraphy on them, and the great poet Li He also has the story of "writing poems on leaves", as for the ordinary people's children, writing on fallen leaves is even more common. These, it can be seen that the use of fallen leaves of a wide range and the deep connection with literature.
Like fallen leaves is not the patent of modern people, the ancients for the fallen leaves is also a lot of favorites. Liu Che, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, once said, "The autumn wind rises and white clouds fly, and the grass and trees fall yellow and the geese return south." Jia Dao said in "Remembering Wu Shi on the River", "Autumn wind blows on the Weishui River, and fallen leaves fill Chang'an." And Du Gongbu wrote in "Ascent to the Heights", "The boundless falling trees are under the Xiao Xiao, and the inexhaustible Yangtze River is rolling in."...... Countless literati and writers have used the pen in their hands to depict the scene of the falling leaves, or the depression, or the bleakness, or the aesthetics... ...I have also countless times imagined myself traveling back to ancient times, sitting alone under a tree when the leaves are flying, with the guqin across my lap, playing a piece of "Alpine Flowing Water", my green shirt moving with the wind, my turban swaying in the wind, the sunlight casting down lazily, and everything seems to be in a dream. The ancients must have done the same, otherwise there would not have been those poems that have been passed down for thousands of years.
The falling of leaves from the branches into the embrace of the earth is not only a poetic symbol, but also given a special cultural meaning by countless literati, "falling leaves return to their roots". Leaves in the last moment of its life, still without fear into the embrace of mother earth, as if the leaves are in the spring from the roots out of the wanderer, in the fall and winter returned home. Like a man, wandering half a lifetime, and returned to the place where he grew up. I do not know the moment the leaves touch the ground, the earth will not open the embrace, to meet their return?
Now, the leaves have begun the "journey home", one by one from the branches down. Sometimes I passed by the tree, the leaves fell on my head, or directly called to my face, there is a hint of surprise, but then came the joy. This time, the leaves are like little elves, since they fall on my body, it means that they are destined to be with me. I am a great believer in destiny, so I would feel very close to these leaves that fall on my body, and sometimes I would clip them in the books I carry, and even if I can't carry them, I would gently put them on the ground instead of throwing them away. At all times, there should be reverence and kindness to nature, even if it is a falling leaf.
I have also been confused, but also how many times in the heart to ask themselves, who I am, where I come from, where to go. The sea is vast, in the hustle and bustle of the world, but from time to time there is a sense of loneliness welling up in the heart, looking for, but always looking for. Silk cool wind blowing through, my hands of the fallen leaves seem to be slightly nodding, seems to know my mind in general. Suddenly relative, I suddenly feel that this leaf is the wise man of life, in the heights, can stand alone, scrupulously, the cycle of seasons, a fall, can face openly, do not think of the past, do not fear the future, believe that the spring will come again, believe that the good is always there. A small leaf let me realize the true meaning of life.
The leaves fall today, since the autumn daily scene, but I wish to pick up a few leaves, quietly enjoy the autumn peace.
8. Needle and thread How to write a parableNeedle and thread
In the morning, the warm sun shines into the needle and thread box, two new friends ---- needle and thread stretched out.
"Hello everyone! I am the line, you see I am spun with silk, but also used high-grade dyes dyed a golden color, see if I look like a blonde?" Said thread fluttered around in front of everyone and they tsked and tsked.
"I'm Needle, in silver fashion, and I'm slim!" Needle excitedly hugged her new friends.
"Ah!" Sister Red Thread suddenly screamed, pointing at Needle and exclaiming, "Aaah! You ...... your feet are sharp and hard and they hurt me so much!"
The yellow thread sister stroked the snotty red thread sister while pointing at the needle and yelling, "You don't have eyes?"
"You don't have eyes! What's this?" Needle pointed to the eyeholes in his head.
"Oh, so it's a cyclops!"
"That's ugly!"
"Hard and stiff, unlike us, who walk through the cloth seams curling and slender!"
"Exactly! We were born noble, but it came from a broken blacksmith's store, and still has the nerve to be with us?"
The thread, as you say, kicked the needle away ......
One day, the owner found the needle and thread, threaded the thread through the eye of the needle, and sewed the jeans along the bloomed seams of the pants.
"Haha, what? You can't escape me after all!" The needle was smug as it held the thread across the jeans seam.
"Let go of me! You ugly, hard bastard!" He said, breaking free of Needle's eye with a push, and huffing and puffing as he curled up in his pants, breathing only raggedly.
Without the thread, the master stuck the needle in the trouser leg not far from the needle, the master looked at the lying thread and thought the pants were too thick, so he found another thimble, dipped his finger in a bit of spit, and twisted and twisted the thread between his two fingers before he shoved it into the eye of the needle.
"Well? You can't move without me!"
"Without me, you can only stare!"
"In fact, neither of you can leave anyone!" Thimble while pushing the needle, while persuading, "Without the needle, the line ah how you can travel north and south, across the east and west, and the needle you even if you can fly over the wall, without the line, in the end, can only leave an empty string of footprints, all alone!"
"Yes! How did I not think of this?" The needle and the thread spoke in unison.
"Haha ......" The owner flew the needle and thread, and along the way, sprinkled their laughter.
9. An essay on 'Needling'Last night, when I was playing with my little friends, I was accidentally cut out by the wire and bled a lot, which scared my mom. Not long after, my dad came back, busy dragging me to get a tetanus shot. "What's the point of getting a shot when the bleeding has stopped?" I muttered. I've always been afraid of needles, not to mention that I don't know what "tetanus" is, and I'm nervous as hell.
Dad pulled me straight to the hospital. After a vegetable market, I saw the fish stalls, fish sellers are using the iron brush full of thorns to scrape the fish scales, so that the fish are covered with blood. "Isn't that brush the needle the doctor used? Isn't that fish me? Will I be covered with blood from the doctor's needle?" At this scene, I couldn't help but shudder, no longer daring to think further, and hurriedly left the place.
When I got to the hospital, the doctor said that I should do a skin test before getting a tetanus shot. "Ouch!" Looking at the nurse sister raised the bright needle, I can not help but scream. "No pain, no pain, manly man!" The nurse sister quickly comforted me. "What can such a small needle do to my Jia Jia?" My dad also encouraged me. "Come on!" I took a deep breath, rolled up my sleeves, closed my eyes, and just waited for that needle to stick. "Huh, why is it cold and clammy on my arm?" I hastily opened my eyes, oh, so it was being sterilized! Before, I've had injections before, and I know that you have to sterilize before injecting, how could I forget today? Well, it seems I was nervous enough. With that, I closed my eyes again. "Ouch!" This time it's true, the needle really stuck into my arm, that's called pain! "The nurse told me to open my eyes. The nurse told me to open my eyes. I hadn't enjoyed the pain enough, but it was over? I slowly opened my eyes, only to see that there is no trace of blood on the arm, the nurse sister, she was a hard to squint at me.
About a quarter of an hour later, the arm of the small bags down, the doctor said you can go on to play tetanus shot. After the "test" of the skin test, I was not too scared. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on this, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good deal on this!
The injection is no big deal! It seems that everything is not too complicated, too scary, and even the biggest difficulties can be overcome as long as you have the courage to face them.