My happy time is immersed in fate.
Our sixth grade life is unimaginable. The course is only about the theme. There are few students in the classroom. I didn't go to class either, on the one hand, because I had mastered the content of the class, on the other hand, because the problems in the Olympic math class flooded in.
My friends and I are trapped in the ocean of problems all day. It can be said that we turn a deaf ear to things outside the window and only read the books of sages. The teacher still shouts in our ears: "Let's do it again, let's do it again …" Sometimes, we sing to the mountains and seas: "Fate, God said that you let us stick together, still love you, can't hate you, or concentrate on gravity …" Gradually, fate became our mantra, and gradually, we fell in love with the combination of 4 and their songs. Once, after we finished the problem, we began to talk about fate. Woody Sakura suggested that we record the title song "Destiny" of our album, and we were really glad to hear that song floating out of it. In that almost screaming day, it seems that fate has made us find water in the desert and islands in the Wang Yang, and people's hearts are really smiling.
Whenever it is painful, it seems like a piece of candy, giving people a little sweetness; Whenever you are hurt, it is like a pair of gentle hands, giving you spiritual comfort; When you are weak, remembering this time and listening to familiar songs will make you feel happy and warm. ...
"Destiny takes a hand, God says it's you, let's stick together, or ..."
My happy time will always echo in my destiny.
2. The composition "Happy Time" 600 words (campus) Yesterday was Friday. In the afternoon, the teacher took us to the vocational and technical college to see a movie. The name of this film is "Happy Time".
I thought this movie would bring me happiness, but to my surprise, when I finished watching this movie, there were tears in my eyes. Why? Let me tell you something! In the movie Happy Time, there is a poor student named Wang Xiaoxiao and an excellent teacher named Xinxin. One day, Wang Xiaoxiao and two of his classmates were playing a scooter. He saw a big brother riding a scooter and sliding easily. It was great.
It turned out that my brother's name was Xinxin, and later he became a Chinese teacher in Wang Xiaoxiao.
Originally, Wang Xiaoxiao's class was a famous naughty class, but under the patient education and guidance of teachers, this naughty class became a civilized and caring class in the whole school. Later, Mr. Xin was leaving, and the students were reluctant to leave and tried their best to keep him.
Teacher Xin finally stayed. It is the teacher's love and encouragement that has changed the students. Teachers have paid a lot for our healthy growth. We should also study hard and live up to the teacher's hard work.
3. Happy hour composition, requirements: beautiful sentences, the beginning and end of the topic should be like running water, time flies in a hurry, never to return, so that you can't stop to savor life.
The beautiful image of "happy event" seems to pass lightly like a swallow, but I seldom notice it. Happy events, like gossamer, like dawn, like dew on the tip of a leaf, like sunset, like a flash in the pan, ethereal and wonderful.
That beautiful image left a faint fragrance, and my memory was awakened. Twenty minutes after dinner-a short "happy event". I didn't have much homework, so I got an adult's "pass" and went downstairs with my sister.
The wind is like a warm hand, stroking the impetuous heart of adolescence. No more quarrels, no more differences, only whispers, only laughter.
In the garden, the joyful atmosphere is brewing and fermenting with faint flowers, the branches are swaying gently, and melodious piano sounds come from time to time. I took a deep breath and felt it with my heart. It seems that Alice has entered a fairyland, with only comfort and Shu Ning. People, hand in hand, hand in hand, stroll, chat, play, carefree.
Follow the path to a long corridor. This is a sports ground, about 25 meters long and 5 meters wide.
Children, young people, middle-aged people and the elderly all like to do moderate exercise here after meals. We have a good time here and put all our troubles behind us.
Like the sunset, the lights are dim. In winter, it seems not cold! One second, two seconds ... one minute ... five minutes ... ten minutes ... Although, how reluctant, time can't stop and can't be reversed, everything can only be buried in memory.
That "happy event" was so short that I didn't know how much I missed and expected it until I remembered it. Looking forward to the next "happy event", maybe next Christmas, I can give my gift; Maybe my name is on the list again; Maybe I saw that little knowing smile ... Maybe the happy time must have been created by myself.
4. Homework: Happy Hour 1000 words or more. I have 15 articles here. The landlord chooses for himself. Article 1: The happy time I missed in my childhood, the beautiful symbols have gone with the trend, replaced by a lot of troubles.
When I grow up, it's the third day in a blink of an eye. I don't have many happy times, and I don't have many good times when I recall the past. Now approaching the senior high school entrance examination, I study hard in the classroom every day, and the sound of reading echoes in the classroom.
At six o'clock in the morning, "Jingle ……", the annoying alarm clock makes noise from time to time to wake people up, which makes me tired and tired. As for the degree, it goes without saying. But God just gave me a lazy disease, and I acquiesced. I'll sleep for another five minutes. I promise to sleep for another five minutes.
The result was even more unexpected. I actually had a dream in a short seamless time. In my dream, I returned to the dream that I couldn't realize when I was a child, wearing a wreath and shuttling through the Woods.
The ego in the dream is entangled in happiness. If you are lucky enough to see me sleeping, you must sleep with a smile.
Don't get up, we'll be late! Mother shouted at the door of the room. The death of a voice from the sky scared me into a cold sweat, and my dream was shattered. I was very happy. He rubbed his eyes and looked at his watch. It should be six fifty after that. If he doesn't get up, he will be late.
Brush your teeth, wash your face and comb your hair. When you arrive at the classroom, the head teacher has arrived. Fortunately, the morning reading bell hasn't rung yet.
Sitting in my seat, thinking about all the beautiful things in my dream just now. At the end of the day, I lay in bed after excitement, hoping to return to that dream and continue to have dreams that were not realized in my childhood.
Jumping in the Woods was my biggest childhood dream. I missed the happiest time of my childhood, and now I can only realize it in my dream.
Day 3: Wang Shengjie-500 words Chapter 2: I often think about the happy times in the past silently. At that time, my mood was empty and cheerful Some people say that children who are unfamiliar with the world are the purest people. They don't have too many old ideas and too many emotional troubles. Life is always ruthless. He let us grow up, let us face the challenge of fate, let us accept the baptism of suffering, but for us, they may be a pile. I can let you go to heaven, maybe pour a glass of poisoned wine, and then I will send you to hell. I remember when something came to me. It makes me mature, it makes me happy, but also makes me sad, fantasy, pursuit, warmth, and return to the infinite sadness that has changed now. I often lament the injustice of fate and feel that the gift of fate has brought a person to my side. And what it brings me is really sadness. Maybe I am still young and can't understand the true meaning of life and the level of love. But I know that we are born as human beings and live in the world temporarily, so we should strive to pursue our true love and dreams. However, it really brought me the pain of shaking the earth. I was immersed in tears all day and my grief returned to every corner of my body. I was born weak, I am born this way. I should look forward to the future. Why do I always miss it so much? Why do I always have such a crush on it? Even if I pay blindly, I can't get the spirit of destiny. I was in tears and my heart was broken. However, I can't push the boulder in the way, I can't hold the collapsed sky, and I can only curse fate again and again. My Happy Time Today, I am very happy, because I abandoned my homework and went to Xiachuan Island to play, where I had a wonderful time of my own.
Early this morning, we arrived at Xiachuan Island and started in go on road trip, where the spring is bright and the sun is shining. There are vast seas, fresh air, soft beaches ... and countless beautiful scenery.
I changed my clothes and threw myself into the arms of the sea like an arrow. Wow! Warm sea water and rolling waves feel like a baby sleeping peacefully in its mother's cradle.
Under the scouring of the sea, I swam, swam, swam and swam desperately, unloading all the pressure on the bottom of the sea. At this time, my body is very light, just like a lovely cloud in the sky, light and soft.
After a while, my father came at me with a water gun. Fortunately, he stretched himself and dodged. Dad rushed over to shoot the water out of the water gun, and I dodged again and again.
Yeah! Dad will punish me for losing. Ha ha ha ha ha! I punished my father because he built me a castle. While my father was not looking, I caught some gravel and scattered it around him.
Dad followed me, chasing me with stones ... In this way, time passed by and the evening arrived, so we had to go back to the hotel to rest. I don't understand why every time my happy time passes so quickly. I hope my happy time will be longer in the future.
That happy time just now was my happiest and happiest! Day 1: Baby19981214-500. Chapter 4: My happy time is on my balcony, with some flowers, beige Milan, simple and noble; Pink peach blossom with fairy posture; There are golden tulips, noble and elegant ... among these flowers, there is a pot of snow-white jasmine. Several white petals embrace a cluster of yellow stamens, which is my jasmine.
I like growing flowers. Go to the balcony if you have nothing to do, water them and trim them. This is my happiest time, because when I saw these lovely flowers, all those troubles were put aside. Later, I also wanted to have a flower of my own, so I took out my pocket money and went to the flower shop with my mother to buy a pot of jasmine.
After I bought it, the number of times I went to the balcony increased obviously. I took special care of this pot of jasmine and recorded its daily growth. I didn't know how happy I was until I watched this pot of jasmine grow up slowly. Sometimes I dream at night that the six flowers on this jasmine flower bloom together. They are pure, chaste, simple, exquisite and charming.
Early the next morning, I ran to the balcony to see if my jasmine flowers were in bloom or not. I was a little disappointed. But then I thought it was all flowers and bones, not far from flowers, and these flowers and bones were lovely, light green and really liked.
I don't know what it is.
Happy hour composition 450 words childhood fun: everyone's childhood has many different fun things. Do you want to know something funny about me when I was a child? Then I'll tell you.
I liked playing cards when I was a child, because I was greedy for money at that time, so I won a little money by playing cards. Do you know why I win money by playing poker? Because my grandmother is not good at playing cards, I always ask her to play cards.
I once wrote that everyone's childhood has many different interesting things. Do you want to know something interesting about my childhood? Then I'll tell you. I liked playing cards when I was a child, because I was greedy for money at that time, so I won a little money by playing cards.
Do you know why I win money by playing poker? Because my grandmother is not good at playing cards, I always ask her to play cards. Once I finished my homework and prepared to go to my grandmother's house to win some money and go out to play. I ran very fast all the way and soon arrived at my grandmother's house, pestering her to play poker with me. Under my repeated pestering, my grandmother had to agree.
After we played good cards, I found that my cards were not good and adopted my tactics. I quietly took out the cards hidden in advance, because grandma's eyes were not very good, so my tactical fights were not found dozens of times.
Until one time I exposed the "fox tail" and accidentally exposed a corner below * * *. Grandma found out and said, "What's that"? When I saw it, I was about to hide in another place. I didn't expect grandma to be handy, so I pulled it out with one hand.
Grandma looked at it and said, "You cheated, and the last few times don't count." My face suddenly turned red.
Grandma said: "Everything should be aboveboard, don't be smart." . This sentence is deeply imprinted on my mind.
Was my childhood funny? Childhood fun-"growing up" sugar My childhood was colorful, but my youth and ignorance made me do many stupid things. Recalling the past of "planting" sugar, I can't help giggling secretly.
I was four years old. One day in the summer vacation, my parents took me to my grandmother's house in the country.
When I came to the field, I saw my grandparents planting beans in the distance. After lunch, my mother fried beans for me to eat.
While eating with relish, I asked curiously, "Grandpa, how did the beans come from?" "It was planted in the ground." Grandpa replied.
I asked again, "Can all those things grow?" "yes." Grandpa answered in the affirmative.
I was so happy that I secretly hid it in my heart. The next morning, when my mother was going to take me home, I passed by the food store.
I clamored for my mother to buy me a bag of sugar, but my mother refused, saying, "If you eat too much polysaccharide, it will grow in your teeth." "No, I'm going to eat!" I began to act like a spoiled child.
"Good good." Mom can't beat me, just listen to me.
When I got home, I took one from that bag of candy, put it on the table, and then sat on the sofa and ate it beautifully. After eating, I want to eat again. Suddenly, I remembered the candy I just put on the table and what my grandfather told me yesterday.
So, I picked up the candy and ran downstairs to plant it in the field. I also dream of planting a candy tree and eating candy every day. How cool! In order to realize my wish, I water and loosen the soil every day ... but after a few days, the sugar will not germinate. I'm confused and disappointed.
Later, I only blamed my grandfather for lying to me. One day, my parents took me to grandpa's house again.
As soon as I entered the hospital, I shouted, "Grandpa, you are a liar and you are a bad grandfather!" " Grandpa didn't understand what was going on and asked curiously, "My little granddaughter, what's wrong with you?" "I told everyone the ins and outs of the incident angrily. After listening to my words, everyone laughed: mom laughed so hard that her stomach hurt, grandma almost dropped her reading glasses, and the candy my brother just ate was sprayed far away, even my quiet father laughed his head off.
Grandpa held back his laughter and said, "Sugar can't be planted without life." I listened with a grain of salt and nodded vaguely.
Now, I am in the fourth grade, and I have learned a lot. I have never done such a stupid thing again. It's ridiculous to recall the fun of childhood! It's a sunny noon, and I like the pleasant feeling of sunshine on my face, just like now.
Riding to the crossroads, the red light is on. Inadvertently, I looked up and found the slightly old tree on the roadside.
Its trunk is very thick, as if it is a witness to its vicissitudes of life for a hundred years. Because it is autumn, only a few sparse leaves on the branches are swaying in the sun.
I don't know the name of this tree. I only remember what I saw on my way to grandma's house on the first day. How green its leaves were then! Now, the leaves are flourishing.
A gust of wind blew off the leaves on the trunk. Inadvertently, I found a leaf on the treetop shaking my body, as if to break free from the bondage of the trunk.
The trunk doesn't seem to want it to leave, but it persists stubbornly. At this time, the leaves seemed determined and shook even more.
Another gust of wind, the leaves finally left the trunk. It first rises in the air with the wind, and then slowly rotates, showing its most beautiful dance in front of us. I seem to see that the blushing face of leaves is smiling brightly in the wind, and that beautiful dance is dancing in the wind-it is free! My heart was shocked. At that moment, its beauty was like dew on the tip of a leaf, dancing gently on the edge of life and death.
For freedom, it would rather die and turn that moment into eternity. I think it is happy! I think I'm happy, too
I witnessed the beauty of a leaf at the last moment of my life. Although this sight is insignificant, it is very touching. The green light came on, and I rode across the road with the traffic, but I couldn't help looking back.
When the wind blows, many leaves on that tree break free from the trunk and dance in the air, just like beautiful sentences in poetry ... It doesn't take much time to show beauty, sometimes it only takes a moment, just like that leaf, but in my heart, it has become eternal ... The interesting things that happen every day, like colorful dreams, like exquisite pearls, make people nostalgic and yearning. Sunday is a godsend for me, a lazy cat who loves to sleep.
Huan Deng, it's nine o'clock. Why don't you get up? Mom's horn is working again. I rubbed my sleepy eyes and said, "Today is Sunday. Why did you wake me up? " Dad leaned in: "Do you want to kill a plate?" As soon as I heard this, a carp jumped up and said, "Come on.
6. Happy Time: I have 15 articles here. The landlord chooses for himself. 1: I missed the happy childhood, and the beautiful symbols have gone with the trend, replaced by a lot of troubles.
When I grow up, it's the third day in a blink of an eye. I don't have many happy times, and I don't have many good times when I recall the past. Now approaching the senior high school entrance examination, I study hard in the classroom every day, and the sound of reading echoes in the classroom.
At six o'clock in the morning, "Jingle ……", the annoying alarm clock makes noise from time to time to wake people up, which makes me tired and tired. As for the degree, it goes without saying. But God just gave me a lazy disease, and I acquiesced. I'll sleep for another five minutes. I promise to sleep for another five minutes.
The result was even more unexpected. I actually had a dream in a short seamless time. In my dream, I returned to the dream that I couldn't realize when I was a child, wearing a wreath and shuttling through the Woods.
The ego in the dream is entangled in happiness. If you are lucky enough to see me sleeping, you must sleep with a smile.
Don't get up, we'll be late! Mother shouted at the door of the room. The death of a voice from the sky scared me into a cold sweat, and my dream was shattered. I was very happy. He rubbed his eyes and looked at his watch. It should be six fifty after that. If he doesn't get up, he will be late.
Brush your teeth, wash your face and comb your hair. When you arrive at the classroom, the head teacher has arrived. Fortunately, the morning reading bell hasn't rung yet.
Sitting in my seat, thinking about all the beautiful things in my dream just now. At the end of the day, I lay in bed after excitement, hoping to return to that dream and continue to have dreams that were not realized in my childhood.
Jumping in the Woods was my biggest childhood dream. I missed the happiest time of my childhood, and now I can only realize it in my dream.
Day 3: Wang Shengjie-500 words Chapter 2: I often think about the happy times in the past silently. At that time, my mood was empty and cheerful Some people say that children who are unfamiliar with the world are the purest people. They don't have too many old ideas and too many emotional troubles. Life is always ruthless. He let us grow up, let us face the challenge of fate, let us accept the baptism of suffering, but for us, they may be a pile. I can let you go to heaven, maybe pour a glass of poisoned wine, and then I will send you to hell. I remember when something came to me. It makes me mature, it makes me happy, but also makes me sad, fantasy, pursuit, warmth, and return to the infinite sadness that has changed now. I often lament the injustice of fate and feel that the gift of fate has brought a person to my side. And what it brings me is really sadness. Maybe I am still young and can't understand the true meaning of life and the level of love. But I know that we are born as human beings and live in the world temporarily, so we should strive to pursue our true love and dreams. However, it really brought me the pain of shaking the earth. I was immersed in tears all day and my grief returned to every corner of my body. I was born weak, I am born this way. I should look forward to the future. Why do I always miss it so much? Why do I always have such a crush on it? Even if I pay blindly, I can't get the spirit of destiny. I was in tears and my heart was broken. However, I can't push the boulder in the way, I can't hold the collapsed sky, and I can only curse fate again and again. My Happy Time Today, I am very happy, because I abandoned my homework and went to Xiachuan Island to play, where I had a wonderful time of my own.
Early this morning, we arrived at Xiachuan Island and started in go on road trip, where the spring is bright and the sun is shining. There are vast seas, fresh air, soft beaches ... and countless beautiful scenery.
I changed my clothes and threw myself into the arms of the sea like an arrow. Wow! Warm sea water and rolling waves feel like a baby sleeping peacefully in its mother's cradle.
Under the scouring of the sea, I swam, swam, swam and swam desperately, unloading all the pressure on the bottom of the sea. At this time, my body is very light, just like a lovely cloud in the sky, light and soft.
After a while, my father came at me with a water gun. Fortunately, he stretched himself and dodged. Dad rushed over to shoot the water out of the water gun, and I dodged again and again.
Yeah! Dad will punish me for losing. Ha ha ha ha ha! I punished my father because he built me a castle. While my father was not looking, I caught some gravel and scattered it around him.
Dad followed me, chasing me with stones ... In this way, time passed by and the evening arrived, so we had to go back to the hotel to rest. I don't understand why every time my happy time passes so quickly. I hope my happy time will be longer in the future.
That happy time just now was my happiest and happiest! Day 1: Baby19981214-500. Chapter 4: My happy time is on my balcony, with some flowers, beige Milan, simple and noble; Pink peach blossom with fairy posture; There are golden tulips, noble and elegant ... among these flowers, there is a pot of snow-white jasmine. Several white petals embrace a cluster of yellow stamens, which is my jasmine.
I like growing flowers. Go to the balcony if you have nothing to do, water them and trim them. This is my happiest time, because when I saw these lovely flowers, all those troubles were put aside. Later, I also wanted to have a flower of my own, so I took out my pocket money and went to the flower shop with my mother to buy a pot of jasmine.
After I bought it, the number of times I went to the balcony increased obviously. I took special care of this pot of jasmine and recorded its daily growth. I didn't know how happy I was until I watched this pot of jasmine grow up slowly. Sometimes I dream at night that the six flowers on this jasmine flower bloom together. They are pure, chaste, simple, exquisite and charming.
Early the next morning, I ran to the balcony to see if my jasmine flowers were in bloom or not. I was a little disappointed. But then I thought it was all flowers and bones, not far from flowers, and these flowers and bones were lovely, light green and really liked.
I don't know when, Molly.
7. My Happy Time Composition Everyone has a happy childhood, and a happy childhood must have a happy time! My happy time was when I was nine years old.
One summer when I was nine years old, the sun shone on the water and the water was silver. Of course, the happiest thing in summer is swimming.
That afternoon, I was walking happily to the swimming pool in the community when I vaguely heard someone calling my name behind me. When I looked back, it turned out that my father was going to take me swimming. Jumped three feet for joy.
Walking in can really be described as a sea of people. I found a place with few people and got into the water.
Actually, I can't swim. I just walk around in the water. This time my father came, so it's great to let my father teach me! Dad told me to hold my breath in the water first, and my head surfaced in five seconds.
Dad smiled and said to me, "As long as you practice repeatedly, you will make progress. You must not lose heart. " After listening to my father's words, I got up the courage to do it again.
I practice, while thinking about this sentence in my mind. This time is obviously much longer than the last time. After holding my breath, my father began to ask me to splash water on the water again. The bigger the battle, the better, so that I can move forward faster.
I only hit it twice, and I feel my feet are numb. But you have to practice very well.
I tried my best to get through the customs. I can't wait to swim once after practicing these two projects.
I swam in a place where there were few people, which was much better. My happy time is on this day. Learning to swim has taught me that if you want to succeed, you must persevere.
8. Try 400 words for the composition of happy time in summer vacation, and correct it yourself. The news teacher found that he spanked you! ! I will never forget this day, a happy and wonderful time. Today is my first class reunion.
I told my father that my mother had a party with our primary school classmates today, and my parents said, "What's the point of having a party with primary school classmates?" But I think they are wrong. Primary school is the most unforgettable time. How simple we were then! On this day, many students came, but some people were too busy to come, some people wanted to see it, and some people hated it before. But the hatred in the past seems to have been washed away by the river, and now there is only time to miss and miss together. On this day, we went to Beishan, climbed the small pavilion on the mountain, sat together and talked about the interesting things before, as well as some people's embarrassing things.
Then, we walked the streets, went to the river and sang loudly. We laughed and shouted freely and carefree. On this day, we are all very happy, as if we were so happy for the first time since junior high school, as if all the pressure had escaped. However, it seems that time flies. Maybe we are so happy to meet each other and deliberately want to separate us. I took a photo as a souvenir and we parted reluctantly. Everyone said, "Go home to every mother."
Everyone broke up in laughter. I will never forget this reunion. I will never forget those wonderful six years. It will always be the most unforgettable memory in my heart. Is the best, the happiest, the purest, without any defects.
I am eager for the next class reunion, but I don't know when the next one will be. I wonder if people will be so neat? .
9. On the composition playground with the theme of "Happy Time", although the sky is still gloomy, dark clouds float from time to time, blocking the light, and the wind rustles, making close contact with our cheeks, and a little chill seeps quietly, it is far from resisting our infinite yearning for "Happy Campus, Happy New Year's Day, and teachers and students performing on the same stage". We are about to spend the last good time of 2008 and step into a brand-new year.
With the crisp voice of the host, the activity kicked off. First, I enjoyed a sketch performed by class 1( 1).
Send water. Although he is young, his acting ability is not bad. They had a fight with Zhao Benshan. Whether it's expressions or gestures, it's just right, and it always wins the audience's bursts of laughter. Just after the performance, the audience responded with prolonged and thunderous applause. The next step is singing. Although the students showed their housekeeping skills, performed well on the stage and devoted themselves deeply, they lacked originality. Under the stage, we can be described as wandering in the sky and sleepy.
Suddenly, the sound of the piano woke me up, as if my whole body was full of vitality. This kind of piano sound is like the sound of nature, sweet but without any impurities, like a clear spring flowing slowly from a mountain stream, refreshing. In the cold wind, there is a warm current flowing in me. When I looked intently, a woman about my age on the stage gently plucked the strings with slender fingers, which was unpredictable, sometimes soothing, sometimes urgent, sometimes flicking and sometimes redialing. Like an elf jumping on the strings. Like a wisp of smoke floating on the strings, Like a drop of rain rolling on the strings. ............................................................................................................................................. .............., it seems to have taken away all the troubles in our hearts, leaving only pieces of hope, as if it had brought us into a pure land, and we played on it, as if it had taken away our tired body and mind. Bring us a sense of leisure and self-adaptation. At this moment, in my heart, the whistling cold wind has turned into spring breeze, which makes people move.
With the sliding of the last silky ending, the sound of the piano is over, but we are still tasting the essence of music.
The sound of the piano brought me a happy time off stage, which made me think more. Now we are at the end of 2008, and I will set foot on 2009. This new year's journey, let us enjoy the last good time, 2009 has a new period, work harder, continue to struggle, achieve better results and live a better life!