On new year's eve, I fell asleep with firecrackers to welcome the new year. "Happy New Year!" The next morning, with New Year greetings, I opened my eyes to look for 2007. Open the calendar, start a new year and start a wonderful story. I lay in bed thinking about the past year. I have sweat, happiness and sadness. It all happened as if it were right in front of us. I couldn't help laughing softly.
In the past, I was not an excellent student in my class. I envy those class cadres. They study well and have many friends. I long to be like them. So I started walking towards the locked door. I sweat twice as much as others. In class, I listen carefully and speak actively. After class, while my friends are playing happily on the playground, I read quietly in the classroom. After class, I carefully finish the homework assigned by the teacher on time and try to be accurate. I also signed up for a school lecture class according to my hobbies. Finally, many things have happened, and my sweat has been harvested. My academic performance has improved. In an election in the new semester, I am honored to be elected monitor by my classmates. From then on, in order to live up to the expectations of teachers, classmates and parents, I studied harder. Now, I am the squadron leader of the school, and all this needs the help and encouragement of teachers, classmates and parents. On the occasion of the Spring Festival, I sincerely wish them all the best.
Saying goodbye to the old year, we entered a new year. There seems to be a new runway before my eyes. Maybe I will fall down on this runway, but I will still stand up stubbornly and challenge all kinds of difficulties. I firmly believe that there will always be a beautiful rainbow after the storm.
I think that the new year is a new bud and new hope. The New Year is another difficult time of the year. The New Year is a series of mature expectations. The new year comes confidently in the bell of history, like a bright red flag flying high, like a warm spring breeze blowing across the land of China. The glory of the New Year will inspire our Chinese nation to move towards unprecedented prosperity.
At this time, the crackling firecrackers rang out of the window again, which is people's reluctance to part with the old year and their beautiful longing for the new year.
Desire is like a seed, sown in the soil of the soul. Although small, it can produce the most beautiful flowers. Desire, like a stream, flows in the land of love. Small as it is, it can water the green hope. A wish should be a long-cherished wish that is extremely eager to be realized. It should be beautiful and good for others. It can be about yourself, relatives and friends, or strangers. The formation of this desire is mostly related to his unique life experience. The wish of children in poor mountainous areas is to realize their dream of reading. The patient's wish is to restore health; The wish of good people is to help the weak; The desire of the brave is to challenge the limit; Students' wishes are to be admitted to an ideal university, children's wishes, old people's wishes ... Of course, I also have my wishes.
Although my wish is not great, no, it should be said that it is very common, that is, to be a housewife.
If I become a housewife, I will use my skillful hands to cultivate every child into a smart, naive, lovely, clever and lively pillar talent; If I become a housewife today, I will cook every dish with my uncanny workmanship, so that others will drool and drool when they see it. If I become a housewife, I will use my careful calculation to keep my house in order and let the laughter in that room overflow from the doors and windows and flow to others' ears. I am here to attract everyone's attention, so that everyone can see my skillful hands, my uncanny workmanship and my careful calculation.
Once I asked my mother, when can I become a real housewife? Mom said, "To be a real housewife, you have to wait until you graduate from college and marry a good husband!" "
Now think about it, how happy it will be to be a real housewife in the future and have a bunch of lovely children, watching them laugh and feel sweet in their hearts!
Time flies. I'm eleven years old and in the sixth grade. Looking back suddenly, how many days and nights have passed, how many ups and downs, how many joys and sorrows, how many wishes have been realized, and how many wishes have been shattered. I didn't lose heart. I continue my life journey and my wish. ...