1, an excellent composition in grade seven, can speak in the current season, which requires us to listen with a sincere heart and feel its inner world. -Inscription
Throughout the year, spring, summer, autumn and winter always come to us in turn. We always thought that they came quietly and left quietly, without any news or footprints, but in fact they were not silent, they kept talking. Perhaps this is absurd and untrue, but as long as we listen attentively, we will certainly hear their wonderful voices.
spring
When everything revived and the earth was reborn, Miss Chun came to us with a happy face. She brings vitality to the earth and makes people's faces filled with happy smiles. At this time, the spring girl waved her sleeve, and the crisp rain fell from the sky, and everything in the world was nourished, thriving and thriving. A cloud appeared on the horizon after the rain, adding a mysterious color to nature. Later, Miss Chun waved her sleeves and brought a gust of wind. Adults are busy sowing seeds, and children are happily sunbathing in the flowers and grass. Miss Chun smiled knowingly when she saw all this. She couldn't help saying, "I spread my hope to the world and make spring the season of sowing, so that I can also harvest joy and joy."
summer
When the spring girl left happily, Xia Gongzi was drifting towards us with a serious face. At first, he gave us a fright. He conjured up a hot sun, and the people working in the field were sweating, but they didn't complain, just occasionally moved a watermelon to relieve the heat. The children are playing in the sun as if they don't know how hot it is. In the evening, there will be a cool breeze blowing from Xia Gongzi, and people will enjoy the lotus flowers by the lotus pond and bring them home with a smile on their faces. Xia Gongzi said: "I bring people heat, but I can still see people's smiles." I must make summer a season of hope. "
autumn
Xia Gongzi left, and Ms. Qiu came to us with a sad face. She blew a gust of wind to drive away the summer heat, and she brought people harvest. Osmanthus fragrans is fragrant and fruitful, and most of the crops in the field are mature. People saw all this and went to harvest and pick in the fields. The children have nothing to do but climb trees and pick an orange to satisfy their appetite. I don't know when, Ms. Qiu stretched her sad face. She said: "People are so happy because of my arrival. I must make autumn a harvest season. "
winter
After Ms. Qiu left, Grandpa Dong caressed his long beard and walked slowly towards us. He coughed twice. It is snowing heavily, and people are wrapped in thick cotton-padded clothes to keep warm at home. The children became very excited when they saw the snow. They made snowmen in the snow in droves and fell down. They just rolled on the ground and then laughed. Grandpa Dong was also amused by the children. He couldn't help laughing when he watched the children kindly make a snowman. "Isn't this me?" His hearty laughter suddenly came from the sky.
Seasons can talk. As long as we listen attentively, we will certainly hear the joy of Mr. Chun, the seriousness of Mr. Xia, the sadness of Ms. Qiu and the kindness of Grandpa Dong!
Listen to the season.
Speaking of new things in the Year of the Loong, I think of one thing.
During the Spring Festival last year, I always found a word "Fu" posted in front of every household. I thought people would post "Fu" upside down, so I thought, "Is it too original for people to do this? Why don't we add the word' fu' to it? " . So I'm going to post the word "Fu" this year.
Grandma saw me stick the word "Fu" straight, and quickly said, "Silly girl, Fu should be stuck backwards." I asked why, but I didn't want to post it. When eating jiaozi at noon. Grandma told me about it, and grandma said, "Turn the word' fu' upside down to get the meaning of' fu'.
Speaking of this, my father also spoke: "In fact, it doesn't matter how you post it. As long as we work hard in the new year, our whole family will be blessed. " Having said that, grandma will smile and say to me, "Well, I'll let you make the decision this time."
New era, new ideas, and feudal superstition in old China still have some remnants in the new era. We ordinary people should also constantly update our ideas and get rid of some outdated ideas from our minds, so that we can keep up with the development of the times and the pace of modernization.
In the darkness, a flame suddenly lit up. This is a red candle, one of the most common candles. Lighting matches and candles are two simple actions, but they give us a glimmer of light, comfort and direction in the dark.
Candles burn themselves and bring light to others. I asked the candle more than once, "Why are you so obscure? Few people will see your efforts. " It just kept burning without saying a word, and a drop of wax candle tears slowly flowed down its body. I see that while burning itself, it is also suffering. But it is so obscure. Aren't candles like our parents? Time makes people old, and time is the most ruthless. It cuts the old life cruelly like a knife. Parents use their lives to shelter us from the wind and rain, always walk in front of us and protect us. When we are young and ignorant and know nothing about pain, they have already reached middle age and started to taste the taste of aging; When we first arrived at the middle-aged post station, they were already in their twilight years and could not control the passage of time; When we really felt the struggle and helplessness of the little candle in the strong wind, their bodies had already turned into nothingness, and it was too late. We will never understand the pain of our parents. They gave us life and then turned to fight death.
How many times, the candle was almost blown out by the strong wind, but it struggled and tried to protect its weak light. It is helpless, it is painful, it is bringing us light and suffering, but it cries when no one knows. Aren't parents always like this? When you didn't finish your homework, it was your parents who accepted the teacher's angry accusation with you. When you need to go to school, it is your parents who are trying their best to find a school for you; When you are in a bad mood, you yell at your parents and talk back to them, and they all bear it; When you start to be disobedient again and again and don't listen to their advice, they sigh and worry about you. Parents, standing between you and time, want to train you to be an adult. On the one hand, we should persuade time to take them away slowly and spend some time with you. But it didn't last long, and I scratched my parents one knife after another, leaving my mark. In the dead of night, when no one knew, my parents shed tears helplessly.
What are parents? Apart from all the praise, they are the people who gave us life and then turned against the death of time. They are like two candles, which burn out and dry up for us, and then fade away and disappear. In their darker and darker years, we can at least light a candle for them, even to dispel a little darkness and helplessness and add a little warmth and joy. In that case, those two short wicks will be more calm and peaceful.
She has a pair of bright black eyes, a straight nose, a small red cherry mouth, and a ponytail. She is often beaten in the face by ponytails when playing with her. Even this has become my yearning for her. She is my best friend-Xiaoyu.
Holding hands with my parents and laughing all the way to kindergarten, what can I understand at the age of three? All I know is that I can't be with my parents, and my little heart cries again at the thought. After my parents left, I sat helplessly in the chair. A girl wearing a white dress and eating a lollipop came up to me and told me in the vague words of the child: "My mother said that crying is the most useless. If you don't cry, I will give you a lollipop." Then he handed it to me. This girl is Xiaoyu. We started this precious friendship road when we were three years old.
When I'm bored, in a daze, studying, time will never stop ... Tick tock, it's the sixth grade in a blink of an eye. "The Road to Friendship" is about sweetness, bitterness and spicy ... We also quarreled, because of a small matter, we will also have contradictions. We all want to be cool and ignore each other, but we have already forgiven each other in our hearts, and we can't help but smile at each other after meeting; We were also moved. She always ignored me on my birthday, but she gave me a surprise when I came home. I also understand her kindness. We are such good sisters along the way in ........................
After graduating from primary school, she and I applied for Jin Dongfang. Because we live in Zigui, it takes an hour by car, but we never bother to come again and again. We all go all out to get into the ideal middle school. After the exam, she told me in dismay that she couldn't pass it. The facts are not satisfactory. I got in, and Xiaoyu lost. She cried. She can't go to the same school as me She can't come to Jin Dongfang to study. I comforted Xiaoyu, but my heart was full of loss.
The day before school started, Xiaoyu came to my house and gave me a beautiful crystal ball. Xiao Yu said: "Our friendship will be as pure as a crystal ball and last forever! You ... don't forget me when you have new friends! " I smiled and said, "Of course I won't forget you!" There was a quarrel among the girls in the room. ...
After the weekend holiday, I will talk to her about my junior high school life. Thank you, Xiaoyu, for accompanying me all the way, and our bittersweet friendship will continue!
I thought I could continue to be as dull as water, but silence doesn't mean stillness.
One day, I walked up to her sitting in the attic with a book in my hand. "Lin Mowei, are you leaving?" I asked calmly. Silent, she still sat on the cold floor of her attic as usual, and it took half a minute to answer me: "hmm." But my eyes are still fixed on the game machine in her hand. I looked at her carefully, and her lovely appearance made people like it. A calm face makes people feel distressed when they look at it. I sat down beside her carefully.
Recalling the past, I always feel very sour. That year, it was summer, especially hot. Lin Mouwei took a one-dollar bill soaked with sweat and went to a cold drink shop to buy two small puddings. The one-dollar bill is the pocket money that her parents gave her for two days. I stood beside her and waited for a while, and suddenly she gave me one. "Eat, it's hot." I have an indescribable feeling.
"What's the matter with you?" She looked at me and I looked at her. "Why are you crying?" I laughed: "The wind is blowing." She didn't speak, and continued to play her game, and I remembered that the lie just now was so unreliable.
The next day, I silently watched her leave. She was going to study in her hometown and didn't come back. I feel something sliding across my cheek. She turned her eyes from the game machine to me: "Goodbye." I smiled: "Goodbye." The voice is very low. I wonder if she heard it. She got on the bus and raised a hand and waved to me. I didn't wave to her. I just cried and watched the car turn into a black spot.
Holding the bear she gave me in her hand, tears stained the cloth. Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye.
Parting at that time did not mean forgetting, so I also believe that' leaving' at that time did not mean giving up.
What is the pain in this storm? Don't be afraid to dry your tears. At least we still have dreams. "I remembered this song, it silently played for me and cheered for me! Let me overcome myself and climb to new heights! The moonlight shone through the window and lit up my desk, the student handbook was spread out on the desk, and my failure.
On the first Monday after the final exam, I was completely released from the tension of the exam. My mind is full of the idea that I can go to Sanya after the exam, and I have made plans.
Waiting for the final grade with great joy, but sometimes, the facts are not necessarily what you expected.
The day before the holiday, I was urged by my mother to go to school to know my score in advance. Walking on the road, I thought, Oh, I'm so excited. I'm sorry if I didn't do well in the exam Besides, this paper is too simple. Haha, mom, just wait and reward me!
I rushed to school with eager feelings and ran to the teacher's office at the first time to "report!" Excuse me, teacher, may I ask the score? " "Come on in!" The teacher took out his report card. ! Language: 78 Math: 58 English 89 ... I'm already secretly happy, and so on, Math! 58! !
Is it unqualified? ! When I realized this score, I was shocked. My first reaction was, it's over. How can I explain it? I guess I can't go to Sanya either, and I will be scolded. I took the test paper from the teacher. God, I wonder why all the steps are right, but the answer is so outrageous.
The teacher looked at my paper: "You are too careless to do the questions carefully. You should work harder on such a simple topic during the summer vacation. Did you hear your mother say that you are going to visit Sanya? " But what should I do if I want to make up the exam? However, don't be depressed. Usually my grades are not bad, and I did well in the final exam last semester. You passed this time. But you have to know the seriousness yourself. Go home and talk to your mother. Work hard! "
"I will, thank you, teacher!" Walk out of the office with a sigh. Yes! It's time to work hard. When I got home, I told my mother calmly: I was wrong this time and didn't do well in the exam. Not next time. "It's good that you know it yourself. I'll see how you behave in the future." "I know" had a good time in Sanya, but something went wrong. After all, the teacher helped me this time, and I can't let him down. During the summer vacation, I was obviously more focused than before, and I didn't understand the topic. The so-called hard work pays off, and the math scores have also improved significantly in the weeks after the start of school. I want to thank my teacher and my mother for their encouragement and understanding.
The past is just an experience, but tomorrow is a challenge. Even if the road ahead is full of hardships, I will continue to move forward in order to run all the way. In the storm, what is the pain?
In fact, the gift is not about size, expensive or not, but about mind. As the old saying goes, a feather is sent a thousand miles away, and the ceremony is light and affectionate. Even if it is a very humble thing as a gift, there are countless givers' hearts on it.
On Friday, we held a 100 class team with Amanome theme, one of which was to give gifts to each other. Before getting a gift, everyone expects what they will get. I presented a porcelain cup. The night before, I spent half an hour carefully tidying up my cup. I don't care who I gave it to, but I'm looking forward to what gift I will get. As a result, I got a certificate for writing a composition that day. I was surprised when I first got it, but I thought about it. It doesn't matter what the gift is. Its significance is very significant. This represents the first winter that our classmates spent together. This is our 100-day semester, and it also represents the gifts given to us by our classmates.
Gifts are not expensive, but care about the mind. The heart is here, any gift is love.
Today, in the second class of Golden Pen Class, the teacher took us to play a little game-breaking balloons.
The rules of the game are as follows: group first, then draw lots. There are six people in their group, but there are only five in our group. A * * * has six roles, namely: mouth, left hand, right hand, ass, left foot and right foot. So the person who pulls his left foot has to be his mouth again.
The game started, and I drew a "left foot". The teacher said, "Hold the balloon in your left hand first and blow it up with your mouth." We blew balloons as the teacher said. The "left hand" holds the balloon mouth with the index finger and middle finger, the "mouth" bites the balloon mouth with its teeth, and then fixes the balloon mouth with its lips. I was worried when I saw the other party blowing a little. I look back, our group has blown a lot. At this time, I heard the teacher say, "After my mouth is blown up, my left foot and right foot will carry my ass to break the balloon, and my mouth will be blown up." The classmate who was a butt was a little scared and said to me, "Let's change!" " "I agreed. The teacher smiled and said to us, "the next rule is to tie balloons with your left and right hands." "Because the' left hand' can't tie a balloon. So the "right hand" tied the balloon alone, and the "left hand" stood by and watched for a long time. The teacher looked at our group and their group and said calmly, "My left foot and right foot are carrying my ass" and sat on the broken balloon. The "right foot" hugged my body, and the "right foot" lifted my leg and walked to the balloon. When I aimed at the balloon, I put it down gently. I heard a bang and the balloon burst! It took me a long time to realize that the balloon had burst. The loud noise frightened me, and I felt my soul was going to heaven. Up to now, I have been touching my chest with my hands, and my heart is still beating fast!
What a meaningful lesson this is! This will be my most unforgettable lesson, which I will never forget.
First of all, thank you for being my shelter and teaching me to cherish their true feelings as much as I love my life. Secondly, thank you for bringing me into this world, giving your baby love that is hard to buy in the world, giving her the truest warmth and giving her the most cherished eyes.
I want to use it as the beginning of this text.
She held the little angel in her arms with a gentle face. She whispered in the baby's ear, "Welcome to my side. I will love you all my life. " Life will be a poem that can't be read and a song that can't be heard enough. "
Mom, I heard you. As you wish, as I dreamed, I dreamed of a starry night and I slept on Cupid's pillow. Mom, I know. As you can see, and as I did, the dust is really beautiful and noisy. Your baby is never afraid. She knows that she is wrapped in her inner senses by a strong love, or that a big family makes me want to stay and look forward to my return.
The paper is too small to carry much I want to say; Allow me not to grow up. I can snuggle up to you and call you mom and dad for the rest of your life. Coincidence or necessity, 20xx- 1 1-24, today is Thanksgiving Day.
How much I want to meet you face to face. The most important thing in my life is her and him. I wrote such a string of words on Thanksgiving night. I said I love you. At this moment, I am one of thousands of gratitude and blessings. I am the happiest dream in the heart of the world. Maybe you don't know how attached I am to it; Perhaps in this short chapter, I can brush it off, or lightly outline the tip of the iceberg of love. Forgive me, okay? Dear mom and dad.
Forgive me for complaining about you in my youth's ignorance, for hurting you with unintentional words when I can't control my emotions, and for forgiving this naughty child for often crowding out the world with his indifference and isolation, and also isolating you invisibly; Forgive me for often snubbing you because of the mood after the mid-term exam, and forgive me for being tired and tired in the intense and heavy study, because I don't love you because of a little thing ... I calculate that I still have so many shortcomings; I am counting how many days between us can make up for it and make our love last forever in the afterlife.
When I was a child, you sang the most familiar songs to me, and I also wanted to give them to you next season. The first song "If there is tomorrow". Tomorrow, I will take your shoulder to see the sunset glow, the blue sky and the fallen leaves returning to their roots. When I was a child, you read me touching stories, and I also thought about the precious years I gave you. The first text message, "at least you". When the world stops turning, you are still the only one for me, irreplaceable and unparalleled. I will hold your hand, listen to the waves and watch the pine trees for the rest of my life. When I was a child, you were always afraid that I would stumble, and I also looked forward to my life after time passed in a hurry. At that time, the person I was most afraid of in my childhood would become another naive me.
I hope so.
A few years later, I will look up from my busy work, stare at the screen of my mobile phone for a long time, and shed tears for some reason. In this world, there is always a home, two people waiting for you, unconditional and easy to satisfy; In this world, there are always some simple things that teach us to be strong. 1 plus 2 equals the direction.
I accept life and death, I am just waiting. When I get old, I will follow you. In the next life, it will still be the three of us, a family.
In the future world, everything will not be the same as now. Because in the future world, the ocean will flood the land.
Although the ocean flooded the land, human beings did not become extinct. People built the underwater world in the ocean and invented the undersea tunnel. Humans can see all kinds of swimming marine life in the tunnel. In order to make the tunnel have enough oxygen, not only special trees that can release a lot of oxygen should be planted in the tunnel, but also the exhaust pipe of the car can release oxygen for human breathing, which is no longer a harmful gas that pollutes the air and affects human health.
Man built a house outside the tunnel. The house is equipped with an automatic oxygen filling device, so the house can go up and down at will, or rise to the surface of the sea and sail like a ship. Scientists have invented a special kind of shoes that can make people walk freely on the sea. Children can enjoy themselves at sea, and they won't worry about getting lost in the ocean, because every child's clothes have button-sized devices with GPS positioning system, which will let parents know their children's position at all times.
In the ocean, humans have also established underwater safety stations. It is to protect human safety and avoid conflicts with large marine life. The means of transportation for security personnel is a diving motorcycle. People use this kind of motorcycle where there is no undersea tunnel in the ocean. Diving motorcycles are equipped with special weapons, which can disperse aggressive marine life. In this way, the safety of human beings in the underwater world can be guaranteed and the underwater ecological environment will not be destroyed.
Although human beings live on the bottom of the sea, they also grow a lot of vegetables and fruits needed by human beings in tunnels. These foods are carefully cultivated and planted by scientists. There are also a lot of forests under the sea, where animals that were endangered before found their own living environment.
This is not a fantasy. With people's efforts and wisdom, this beautiful wish will surely come true.