Write an article for junior one students 1 With the passage of time, many things and people have changed, such as my mother.
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If I compare my former mother with my present mother, I have to admit that my mother has really changed. Today's mother has become more beautiful, more fashionable and more beautiful. What are the specific aspects? Let me explain it one by one!
Dressing: In the past, my mother didn't pay much attention to dressing. I remember that whenever it was winter, my mother wrapped herself up like a bear. Now my mother pays great attention to dressing up. In winter, she only wears a thermal underwear inside, then a windbreaker outside and leggings below. I know I doubt that her mother is cold.
It's not enough to talk about performance. I'll tell you another concrete example!
One morning, in my sleep, I vaguely heard a voice saying, "Honey, do you think I'm dressed like this?" "Husband, you said that I wear this, will others say?" "Husband, do you think I should dress like this?" I knew it was my mother's voice as soon as I heard it. Then came the father's echo: "yes, yes, it's beautiful, as beautiful as a fairy." You are the most beautiful in the world. Think about it. If you are not beautiful, will I choose you? Hurry up and make breakfast before my daughter gets up, or our family won't eat breakfast because her daughter doesn't eat breakfast. Go and make breakfast! " As soon as I heard that I didn't have breakfast, I jumped out of bed and said, "Yes, yes, mom, make breakfast quickly." As the saying goes, "Man is iron and rice is steel, so we are not hungry at all. "Mom, do you have the heart to let our family starve in this beautiful morning?" Mom didn't make breakfast.
I don't think everyone knows what happened. The thing is this: My mother got up in the morning, but she didn't make breakfast because she spent all her time making up and changing clothes. But my mother always thought it was not good to wear it like this, so she had to ask my father, and my father had to say yes again and again. Poor my father.
Today's mother is more and more beautiful, which is the development and progress of science and technology, making her look old!
Now my mother has changed from a caterpillar to a beautiful butterfly.
-P.S.
Time flies, and the years have left a little trace on their faces. Silver silk replaced their bright black hair, which is not described by flowery words, but proved by simple actions. Do not need external reaction to affirm, only need conscience judgment; Don't need too many people to admire, just need the support of family.
They don't use fancy words, they just use cold faces to order us. Sometimes we hate them for it, but we have to understand their intentions.
The rose bloomed, and a ray of sunshine crawled in from the window. With the fragrance, the sunshine was particularly mild, as if it had made a beautiful foreshadowing for this day. I look at my father's love stories by the window, and I often cry for those touching stories. When I think of my father, I don't want to have such a father. Maybe my father is the same, but I haven't found it yet. Whenever I think about it, I will smile and regard it as the past.
They have no money, but they have a sincere heart. They will work hard instead of using money to solve problems. In order to give us a warm home and make our life full of hope, they will try their best to satisfy us. I don't think such a father is shameful. I think they are the greatest fathers.
There is volcanic tenderness behind the iceberg, and there is a feeling of flow behind the cold. They are not good at expressing themselves, but only use practical actions to prove their extraordinary.
My name is Li Yihui, and I am 12 years old. After many twists and turns, I finally came to my dream qingfeng county Experimental Junior High School and made many good friends. I'm so happy. Tell me about me.
My mother calls me "Qi" because I have a round body, a round head and a round face. My hair is very short, which highlights my roundness. I also have a pair of eyes that make me proud. My mother called them "seam eyes" and secretly told everyone that "seam" is not a phoenix, but a seam.
I like reading books. Let me tell you a little secret. I like reading in the toilet best. Every time I see myself fascinated, I will hear my mother's roar: "Li Yihui, come out quickly, you broke the toilet!" " I said impatiently, "OK, I get it." "However, I still can't sit on the toilet. Mom knocked at the door, and I responded, "OK, right away!" "There are more than ten pages left. How can I go out? Finally, I finished reading it and walked out of the toilet happily. Of course, it is necessary for my mother to play a few times with love.
It's time to talk about my shortcomings. This topic is the last thing I want to mention, but now I have to face up to my shortcomings and confess to you: I always play computer without restraint. Every time my classmates come to me, "Aunt, is Li Yihui at home?" Mom will answer without looking up: "upstairs, it's stuck on the computer, 502 is stuck." Hearing the sound of going upstairs, I barely glanced out of the corner of my eye and nodded to the stool next to me. I'm afraid talking to my friends will distract me from playing games, so I'm even more reluctant to stand up and greet guests.
Today, I am a middle school student, and I can't leave any bad habits in my primary school life. I must be a brand-new me, learn to study actively and answer teachers' questions actively in class. Exercise more, lose weight healthily, and try to get rid of the "holiday" on your head. Most importantly, I must strengthen self-control, manage myself well, use the computer correctly, and make it my mentor.
Finally, I implore my dear teachers and classmates to supervise my performance. If you miss it, watch the action!
A golden sun hangs in the sky. Below is a cement road with dandelions and many unknown flowers on both sides. A lovely little girl like a flower fairy is running on this concrete road with a windmill in her hand. Cherry's mouth gasped, her watery eyes blinked, and her two braids and colorful pleated skirts fluctuated with her pace, as if infected by her extremely cheerful heart.
This girl is a soft girl. I was ten years old when I met her. When I first met her, I was attracted by her watery jewel-like eyes. Her long braids are always swinging. She has fine features, is very cute, and often boasts.
One afternoon, a deafening knock on the door broke the silence. I quickly opened the door. It's Aunt Rou. She wiped her sweat with her hand and gasped, "You go, I have something important to tell you." I looked at her suspiciously, and she had to pull my hand and say, "Quick, quick." Hearing this sentence, I was dubious and went downstairs without saying anything. Yirou said ecstatically, "What do you think of this lace skirt? It's all cotton and lace. " Say that finish, she turned to me. "And this hairpin, this is my aunt brought me from Hainan, good-looking? And this. . . . . . ""You'd better talk about your emergency first. " I ruthlessly interrupted her long speech. "This is my emergency!" "Ah?" I paused, paused, and had to go home by myself.
Yirou is not only boastful, but also generous.
That day, she and I waited at the bus stop. Suddenly, an old man came begging with an old iron basin. He went to everyone in turn. Many fashionable ladies and gentlemen saw him, some just waved, some didn't even look, and some even said they had no money. Where have all those people who are not stingy in shopping at the store gone? This is when Grandpa walks in front of Yirou. I saw that there were only a few dimes and one-dollar bills in the basin in his hand. At this time, Yirou did not hesitate to take out five dollars originally intended to buy coke and gave it to Grandpa. Grandpa was surprised and said, "Thank you!" It's gone.
I learned a lot from yirou. If you want to be happy, go find her!
Walking into the bedroom, the quiet desk is in front of you, and the sun shines on the desk through the glass window, which is gentle and comfortable. I sat in the chair in front of my desk and picked up an old notebook (a diary). I opened it and glanced quickly for a moment. I suddenly came out with a snort ... and sat there for a long time.
Night arrival, under the deep blue sky, a few stars hung on it, blinking and staring at the quiet and peaceful hut. In the dim light, my father is having a drink and enjoying himself. After three rounds of sprinkling, my father put down the cup. After drinking enough wine, the beard is slightly thick, black and delicate. Mother pulled up her family and set up a dragon gate array. And my father and I are her loyal listeners. At that time, my mother was working outside and my father was at home. Well, I wasn't born. My mother said that my father was working outside and he was not idle. He is very diligent in raising pigs and digging land at home. Mother chimed in and said, "Yes, your father is very diligent. Weight of all cats 180 kg. " . ""hmm? Can cats have 180 kg? "I am as confused as a monk. At this time, my father laughed at the side, took a sip of wine and said meaningfully, "I only blame you for reading less books!" "At that time, your father wrote me a letter asking about his family. I wrote a reply, but I couldn't write the word "pig", so I drew it casually, and the result was written as a deformation of a cat. " After his father finished, his face turned red. There seems to be a trace of sadness in his eyes. The faint light shone on the mother's white hair, which seemed to be a sigh of relief. I seem to see my father's helplessness. Yes, others are reading in the classroom, so he can only go up the mountain to collect firewood and watch the books ring in the classroom. Wood chopper is his best companion, not a light pen. How eager his young heart is to go to school, with selfless teaching from teachers and bright smiles from classmates. Hunger and poverty lay before him. He can only devote his youth to his family and share the family pressure for his old father. He endured silently, struggled hard, and finally survived-a motorcycle, deeply in love with his wife and son.
Mother drank a cup under the lamp, speechless and thoughtful. ...
Spring has gone to summer, and another year has passed. The temperature in the classroom is extremely hot. The teacher stood on the podium and gave a lecture and found himself sweating profusely. Sweat flowed down the cheeks into the mouth, salty and astringent.
I'm taking notes and wiping my face like a stove with cold and wet paper towels from time to time. "This damn weather." There are classmates complaining from time to time around. Not only do they hate heat, but I also hate it very much.
Wind! When are you arriving? We can look forward to the arrival of the wind and the arrival of cool Xia Feng.
"Tribal Tiger" finally felt a little breath of Xia Feng in the hot summer, but the wind was warm. This is adding fuel to the fire.
Tintin, class is over. We want to escape from the wild horse and go to the water cooler. After receiving the water, I will first see you sitting in your seat, reading meticulously. You sit there, staring at the book with bright eyes, and the cherry mouth makes a loud reading sound from time to time.
"Don't you feel hot?" I walked slowly towards you with a glass of water. I have never forgotten the simple and philosophical sentence "Peace of mind is natural and refreshing".
Happiness is colorful. It is sour, bitter and sweet in your memory.
Remember four years ago? Honey, Xiaomi?
I'm in the fourth grade, so are you. You are taller than me, quiet and handsome.
Remember the afternoon when we met? It was a clear sky in Wan Li, just like my mood, happy and satisfied.
Well, then, an accidental meeting in the gym doomed our unchanging fate.
First of all, green, budding
As the days of acquaintance pass by, we also become familiar from strangers and close from familiarity. When I told you the story of our class, you listened quietly, looked into the distance with a smile, and left me with a well-defined silhouette. At that moment, my little heart began to sow the seeds of strange feelings.
Xiaomi, do you know? In my eyes, you are smart and persistent-you always attract my attention. I remember when I started PK, you were always one of my losers. I was very proud at that time, but once I came to my senses, you have become a super master who can kill me several times in a row, which is staggering.
But I know it's no accident! In that whole month, you have been practicing, working hard and persisting. I am distressed and moved to see the sweat flowing down your cheeks frequently. Every time you kill the ball, I feel your heroic spirit. I not only appreciate it, but also admire it. So, ah, the little seed of happiness scattered in my heart began to sprout, and the green shoots grew wildly in my heart.
Second, pink is tender and sweet.
Hmm. Xiaomi, do you remember what you said to me the other day when we were sitting in the pony rocking chair? I remember that conversation clearly after four years. I don't know if it's because I have a very good memory, or if that sentence really makes me unforgettable. You say; "... let me tell you something. But I didn't say it, someone said it! Don't get me wrong. "
I smirked for a while, then cocked my head expectantly and asked, "Hmm." What? Say it. "
"Well, some people say." You can't say it.
"Don't be the suspense. Say it quickly. " I leaned forward and said anxiously with wide eyes.
"Well, some people say. You are so beautiful, like a doll. " Then you bow your head shyly.
After a short silence, I smiled, silly smile, and then reached out and pinched your neck. I blushed at that time. I know I only hit you because I was embarrassed to hide my blushing and heartbeat. The heart beats faster.
At that time, happiness was a small conversation, a warm sky full of pink.
Third, gray, mood
It seems that the whole holiday, the whole season and the whole year have been very happy. However, our experience together was finally broken that night.
Xiaomi, remember that sleepless night?
It was a cloudy and gloomy day, which was a great contrast with yesterday's sunny day. The cold wind roared, so cold that we couldn't help putting on our coats. However, what is even colder is our United heart. Your key was lost while we were playing! I can't find it anywhere. We ran around the neighborhood almost crazily, but we still found nothing.
The sun went down in despair, leaving us groping in the dark community. "What should I do?" I asked sadly, for fear that you would be scolded when you came home.
"Didn't find it. Hehe,,,, Forget it, it's late. Go back early and see you tonight. " Say that finish, you walk away slowly with heavy steps.
I was very sad that night. Looking at the favorite meat on weekdays, but I don't want to start. I have no appetite. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? I am really worried about you.
Put down his work and rushed out. In their inexplicable eyes, they pushed open the door and ran to the old place. Standing downstairs in your house, waiting left and right, still can't wait for you. It's been half an hour since the appointment. I feel horrible. Where the hell are you?
Time has passed again, and there are some quarrels about the direction of your family. You can't tell who it is, only the owner of the voice is very angry and annoyed.
At last you came down, and your eyes seemed a little red. I'm worried when I look at the stiff curvature of your mouth. We just look at each other quietly, communicate with each other and ask questions with our eyes. As soon as I looked down, I saw your neck Suddenly, my heart seemed to be hit hard by a stone, and then, bit by bit, it broke. Difficulty in breathing.
Xiaomi, your neck is red. This is a dazzling Qing Wu, a cruel trace. You are defeated. But why did you pretend to smile and lie to me that you were allergic?
I am speechless. It hurts. But there's nothing I can do. I can only stay by your side silently until the next morning.
Xiaomi, at that time, our sky was gray and it was raining sadly.
Yes, our world is so colorful, sweet and bitter, and bitter and sweet.
Xiaomi, remember when we went to explore and climb the rockery together? Remember when I used to pinch your neck to keep warm? There are too many memories between us, either beautiful or dull. But no matter whether these memories are sweet or not, no matter how tortuous the road ahead is, I will happily raise my mouth and walk happily with you with memories.
Because having you with me is enough.
For me, most friendships start at the same table. Because my good friends now are all my deskmates. The friendship between deskmates is actually like friends, helping each other grow together. My present deskmate is my good friend.
Sometimes I feel that friendship is like a clear and transparent stream. Even if it becomes turbid, it will become clear immediately. Friendship always warms me like a ray of sunshine, and makes me feel happy like a song. And all this I feel from my deskmate.
Once after class, I suddenly cut my knee while playing games. At this time, Kang Junbo led me to the school hospital for examination. The doctor said that my leg was fine and there was a slight smile on my face.
On another occasion, I forgot to bring my ruler in the exam, showing an anxious look. He read my mind and lent me the ruler. The wind outside the window roared like a roaring lion, sweeping the earth. Snowflakes like goose feathers are flying up and down in the sky like silvery white butterflies.
There are few pedestrians on the road. Wrapped in clothes, shrinking head, walking hard in the snow. I do winter vacation homework in a warm room. At this time, I met a difficult problem, so I called Kang Junbo and said to him, "I have a question. Can you teach me? " He said, "OK, I'll explain it to you now." He explained over and over again on the other end of the phone. But I still don't understand. He said, "I have something urgent to leave." He hung up the phone. I think he must be impatient to give me lessons, so he made an excuse and left, disappointed and angry with him.
In a short time, a hurried footsteps sounded and my doorbell rang. I opened the door and saw Kang Junbo, wrapped in clothes, shrinking his head, with some snow on his hat and a thin layer of frost on his eyebrows. I stood there, shivering and panting. Panting, he said to me, you didn't understand the topic I explained to you at the other end of the phone. I'll come to your house to explain it to you.
At this time, I felt the purity of friendship. I blushed and said to Kang Junbo, "Come into the house quickly." He helped me with the problem again and again, and finally I understood. Kang Junbo also asked me to do several similar questions. After I finished them, he left silently with a smile.
Friendship will lend you a helping hand when you are in trouble. Friendship: when you encounter problems, he can speak for you against the snow. Friendship is still the mutual concern between friends. He taught me the value of friendship!
This is my good deskmate.
There are four heavenly kings in the celestial world to scare monsters, and there are three heavenly kings in our class who are proficient in both civil and military skills, absolutely no less than those four heavenly kings.
Wang is in a daze, Guo. Brother Guo is a big shot in our class. Needless to say, his literary talent is flying and his love for food is profound. His stunning skills alone make people admire him. One day, the whole class was cleaning up, and Guo Xiong and I reorganized our troops and headed for the contract area. As soon as they entered the "battlefield", the staff of all departments performed their duties and worked enthusiastically. Just when I was sweating profusely, I saw Guo Xiong sitting in the shade of a tree, staring blankly at the sky. That huge body constitutes a beautiful scenery. I shouted at the top of my lungs, "Guo, sweep the floor!" Stop staring blankly! " One minute passed, five minutes passed, and fifteen minutes passed. When I looked back, I found that Guo Xiong was still sitting there as steady as Mount Tai, only his flowing long hair fluttered with the wind. I walked up to him angrily and said, "Why are you doing this? I just told you not to be in a daze. You ... "I said a lot, only to see him turn his head slowly and say to me doubtfully," Ah? What did you say? " ..... ah! Brother Guo, you really deserve to be the king in a daze!
Shy king, Wu Xia. Miss Wu is the only famous lady in our class. She is quiet and always treats people with a sweet smile. Don't let her talk in public, because then her face will be like a ripe apple, and her voice will narrow instantly. In an English class, somehow the teacher asked her to answer questions. I saw her stand up slowly, her mouth opened and closed, but there was no sound. "What, say it out loud!" The teacher gave a cry. Wu Xia paused, as if turning up the "stereo" a little, and then began to answer. I breathed a sigh of relief and thought, you can always hear it. Twenty seconds later, there was still no sound, only the sound of leaves falling outside the window. Looking up, the teacher stood beside Wu Xia, carefully reading the book and nodding with a smile. I'm going crazy sitting in my seat. I wish I could put a powerful megaphone on Wu Xia's mouth and let the whole world hear it. Whoops, my Miss Wu Da! You are such a shy king!
The stern king, Zhu Chunnan. Sister Zhu is the monitor of our class, probably because she is a descendant of Zhu Yuanzhang's Zhujiajian Island family. She has an unprecedented domineering attitude. One day, in the self-study class, the little girl Jin Jie made a lot of noise in the classroom. Zhu Jie couldn't help but fly into a rage and roared, pouncing on Jin Jie like a gust of wind, grabbing a book and throwing it at Jin Jie. Ginger was scared silly by this sudden scene, looked at Zhu Jie dumbfounded, then "woke up" and was busy doing serious reading. Zhu Jie threw away the book smartly, shrugged his nose and swaggered away. But Jin Jie seems to have eaten Xiong Xinbao's courage and giggled again. When Zhu Jie saw this scene, she caught the guy again. Let's go Ginger was scared by this domineering spirit and begged for mercy repeatedly, while Zhu Jie was selfless and heartless. I could not bear to watch this "bloody" scene while covering my eyes. Huh? Why is there no sound? Oh, it turns out that Sister Zhu didn't call. Oh, good, good. Hey, I can't help calling you Brother Zhu. You are a strong king!
The three heavenly kings are all in the same sky, so the class will be more harmonious!
I have a super powerful father who knows everything, sometimes even more powerful than my mother!
I have a humorous father. His humor got rid of my bad habit!
"It's over, it's over, the homework hasn't been finished, what should I do!" I cried at the TV with the remote control. The air conditioner next to me blew fiercely, but my sweat kept flowing. "Yes, I can do this first ..." Just then, my father opened the door and came back. I was lying on the sofa with a few words written on the table and said to my father with a bitter face, "Dad, do you think I am sick?" I feel sick all over! " Dad frowned and saw the flaw. He pretended to be very anxious and said to me, "Oh, it's hard to say what's an incurable disease!"! I think this should be sent to the hospital! Oh, no, it's school, isn't it, because you have to be treated by the teacher for this disease! " After listening to my father's words, I quickly shouted, "No, no, I'm fine!" " ""Are you all right? Do your homework as soon as you are ready! "
Dad used his humor to get rid of my bad habits, but dad also has a serious side!
My family has a new member-fish tank. That fish tank is very beautiful. I am very happy to watch small fish swim happily among uninvited guests. They are swimming happily in the water, and my eyes are shining with golden light! Unconsciously, I actually learned to "spit bubbles" like a small fish, but I couldn't spit it out! So I took advantage of my father's inattention to secretly lift the lid and put my head in to spit bubbles.
On the line, I took a deep breath and then put my head into the water to breathe out the air, and found that there were no bubbles at all. I thought about it. I took a straw out of the refrigerator and put it in a fish tank. It really blew bubbles. I found that I was not addicted once, so I played it several times and found it really fun! But I don't know that' danger' is approaching. It turns out that dad has been watching me for a long time! Suddenly, I felt my father's hair start to burn. As soon as I approached, my father picked up the belt without saying anything, and I couldn't hide. Grandma saw that there was no way out, so she shouted, "You are fighting, and if you fight again, it will not be my son!" " I froze, and my mother took the opportunity to pull me into the house, give me a bath and change my clothes. At this time, my father passed by again. I thought my dad was going to hit me again. I didn't expect my father to take out a pack of cold medicine from behind and hand it to me. He said to me, "Take your medicine, or you will catch a cold."
You see, a humorous and strict father taught me a lot. Even the humorous and strict dad certainly loves us! In fact, dad's love is not less than mom's, but he lacks expression, but we also need a pair of eyes!