My childhood is gone forever. When I want to cherish it, I find it has slipped through my fingertips and slipped away. All that remains is the memory in my heart.
Hearing Pang Long's Friends, I recalled my childhood.
When I was a child, I always boasted to my classmates or partners, always posing as a buddy or friend. Always said to be together for life, sharing weal and woe. But sometimes the next day, because of a little thing, they fight, and no one talks to anyone. I forgot my original oath.
When I heard the song "You at the Same Table" by Lao Lang, I recalled my childhood.
In primary school, there were always many people in the class, all at the same table, and there was a man and a woman. The female deskmate always wants the male deskmate to give up, while the male deskmate wants to show male chauvinism and make the female deskmate afraid of herself. When these two incompatible concepts are combined, an indelible trace-the 38th parallel is formed. At that time, I was stingy and made a rule with my deskmate that whoever crossed the line would give the victim a drink, but every time I crossed the line, I would be too lazy to beg her to let me live, and she always ignored me. This matter passed.
Childhood is the first step for us to fight the sky; Childhood is the progress of our youth; Childhood is the waltz of youth; The next song is beautiful.
Childhood is different; Childhood is unforgettable. Childhood is also drifting away. ...
2. Several aspects of love
There are many kinds of love, and there are many forms. There are kind and tolerant love, unknown love, nagging love, severe and deep love, severe love, caring and mutual assistance love, selfless dedication love, warm and harmonious love. ................................................................................................................................
Kindness and tolerance-it is a kind of love. My grandfather is a very kind person and a very tolerant person. I grew up in my grandparents' parents. At that time, my grandfather had retired. My grandfather takes me out by bike every day. Look at the green trees and red flowers in spring, enjoy the lush trees and crops in summer, enjoy the rich fruits in the fields in autumn, and take me for a walk in the snow in winter. No matter what I did wrong, grandpa would not criticize me severely, but teach me patiently. In life, grandpa always gives me reason and tells me the truth of being a man. Grandpa told me to be honest and trustworthy so that others would respect you.
Being unknown is a kind of love. Grandma is such an unknown love for me. No matter in study or life, grandma cares about me in obscurity. In my study, my grandmother often teaches me to study hard, to learn from classmates who study well and have good quality, to learn from former heroes and to learn from them! Grandma always told me to have a good breakfast and study hard when I am well. I cook good food every once in a while and ask grandpa to bring it to me. This silent love warms my body and mind like a warm current.
Talking about kindness is also a kind of love. I hear my mother nagging every day: it's cold, don't catch a cold. Listen carefully in class, do your homework carefully, carefully examine questions during exams, get along well with your classmates, clean up your room after you get home, and put your textbooks and homework in order ... Although I hear my mother nagging every day, my mother really cares about me and loves me very much, which is true.
Severe and deep-this is a kind of love. Although my father is strict with me every day, he looks serious. Sometimes I am willful, and my father will severely criticize me. This is because my father is educating me. Sometimes I feel lazy and can't stick to it. Father will say very sternly: "You can't give up halfway, and you can't always rely on others." In my study, my father always doesn't give me the opportunity to be lazy and has been supervising me. Actually, I study piano and stationery. Whenever I need it, my father will support me and give me money. This deep love can't be expressed in words.
Strict-this is a kind of love. My family is very strict with me. On rest days, they always arrange my time to the full. I'm busy for twelve hours a day, finishing the tasks assigned to me. I can't rest until these things are finished, but I know they are for me, so I must do it well.
Care for each other and help each other-that is a kind of love, a kind of mutual care between friends. When you encounter something in your study life, whether you are happy or not, find a friend to talk about it, and your mood will become extremely comfortable. Getting praise or encouragement from friends can double the whole person's spirit, which may be the value of friends. Stobe once said that "wealth is not a friend, but a friend is wealth", so friendship is priceless.
Selfless dedication-in fact, in the final analysis, this is also a kind of love, a kind of love for society. Walking on the road, I saw garbage on the road, bent down gently to pick it up and throw it into the trash can; Study hard as a child and make contributions to the country and society in the future; These little things are a kind of dedication, a kind of love for society. It is precisely because of those selfless dedication that this society has become more harmonious!
Warm and harmonious-it is a kind of love, a kind of care that only exists in the family. That deep affection embodies a warm and harmonious family. This kind of love can make you feel happy and happy. Family members are everyone's closest relatives. No matter what difficulties you encounter, you should ask your family for help. They will tell you some truth and help you. When you are on the verge of failure, this kind of love will lead you to the right path, and it can be turned into an invisible force to keep you moving forward.
All kinds of love embody a kind of beauty. Everyone has a love for others, and others will have a love for you, which may be friendly or unknown. ..................................................................................................................................................
Love is great, but sometimes it is small. But it is perfect, pure and beautiful.
Every corner of the world is full of love. Because of love, the world becomes colorful and people become friendly and kind. Because of love, the world will become a better place. Let's treat everyone and everything with a loving heart and make the world more colorful!
Bathed in the sea of books
The book is sincere teaching, which has benefited me a lot; The book is a far-reaching oil painting, which amazed me; The book is a stirring dance that makes me forget the world; The book is full of flowers, which makes me linger.
Fred said, "Reading a good book is talking to many noble people." Count, I have read many books! I read "Song Wu Beats the Tiger" and read Song Wu's bravery; I read "Daiyu Buries Flowers" and read Daiyu's sentimentality. I read Monkey King Thrice Defeats the Skeleton Demon and Wukong's wit; I read "Borrowing Arrows from Grass Boat" and Zhuge Liang's ingenious calculation.
A kind-hearted man who loves nature, seeing that wild ducks fly south every year, is extremely hard, so he takes feed to the pond to feed them. Wild ducks are in no hurry to fly south because they have enough food. A few years later, some wild ducks not only stopped flying south, but also became lazy and fat under the careful feeding of good people, and even could not fly. This is the story of a wild duck. After reading it, I was greatly inspired: a good living environment often makes people lazy
Balzac's Miser is the starting point of my thinking. When I was a child, I wrote an old man named Grandet, Cooper Chi, who loved money like a life and was extremely stingy. It is hateful to have no feelings for money. After reading this novel, I thought deeply, and I understood a truth: blindly pursuing money and ignoring character, then you are a slave to money.
However, it is the curved moon that resonates strongly with me. . The Curved Moon created the image of a gardener. After he studied for an hour and his imagination was stifled, he carefully protected his children's creativity and gave them creativity. Why do only the planetesimals put forward different opinions? Why did the teacher in Xing Zi say that Xing Zi's point of view was wrong? Why did Xing Zi's grandmother also say that Xing Zi's point of view was wrong? Is she really wrong? No, Xing Zi is not wrong, but Xing Zi's teacher and Xing Zi's grandmother are wrong! It is they who deprive children of their colorful imagination, who stifle their shining imagination, who hurt groups of students and lead them to accomplish nothing! Imagine, what a tempting word. Throughout the ages, major inventions such as electric light and television were not created by scientists' imagination.
Reading is a very pleasant thing, which is more comfortable and interesting than going for an outing in March and drinking snow water in June. "The sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high and birds fly." Let's become "strong, loyal and rational people, people who truly love human beings, respect human labor and sincerely appreciate the beautiful fruits produced by uninterrupted great labor."
4. Weedy flowers
After dinner, I recite words in the classroom with an English book.
A fresh fragrance came to the nose.
I walked aimlessly along the path.
The breeze blew, and a few faint scents came to the nose. I followed the smell.
I saw a wild flower in that almost forgotten corner. Light blue petals and goose yellow stamens.
Although wild flowers are not as lofty as lotus flowers, as brave as plum blossoms and as reserved as orchids, this does not stop them from showing their charm.
I squatted down to look carefully.
The stem of this budding weed flower was pinched into a big circle, but it still stood straight there!
Who knows to what extent its bud will be eroded by wind and rain before it will open? Look at that delicate flower stem. Who can believe that it can breed beautiful flowers?
I stood up and sighed: "Clear the field! This is the power of life! "
I see, the weeds are blooming. It just gently opens its arms and embraces this seemingly beautiful world, like an extraordinary spirit, without any distractions. ...
That afternoon, after the shower, I returned to that land. This flower was destroyed by the wind and rain ... I suddenly said, "Life, that's all."
Oh, no. Close your eyes, even after the storm, there is still the residual fragrance of flowers!
5.
Listen carefully to this composition.
Deep down, there is a voice that is gentle; But it's warm. Listen-
On a quiet moonlit night, you look up at the stars. Do you see the stars in the blue sky? Please pay attention, do you hear? Yes, between the stars, they are talking. The sound they make, gently; However, it is sweet, like a wind chime. It was blown by the breeze and made a "ding" sound. Listen carefully! You'll hear it!
In the white snow, you bend down with a snowflake in your hand. Do you see those delicate hexagonal flowers? Perhaps, you will be surprised that the sky can create such beautiful snowflakes. So, please listen carefully, do you hear? Yes, between snow and snow, they are talking. The sound they make: gently; But it's crisp, like the sound of tapping a cup. "Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock. You'll hear it!
In the fragrant sea of flowers, you shuttle among them, bowing your head and saying nothing. Do you see this small and exquisite flower? Please pay attention, do you hear? Yes, Huajian, they are talking. The sound they make, gently; However, they are gentle, small and delicate stamens, looking at you quietly like gentle eyes. Their voices are like the soft spring breeze blowing over the water. When you stand in this quiet and beautiful flower field, immerse yourself in it and forget all your troubles. Listen carefully! You'll hear it!
Under the white clouds, you look up and enjoy the breeze blowing on your cheeks. Do you see the clouds? Please pay attention, do you hear? Yes, the clouds, they are talking, and the sound they make is gentle; However, it is happy, like a light rain, floating from the air and falling. Listen carefully! You'll hear it!
On a still water island, you bend down and drop water into your mouth. Do you taste this faint sweetness? Please pay attention, do you hear? Yes, between water and water, they are talking. The sound they make, gently; However, it is cadence, transparent and bright water drops, like bright crystals, reflecting dazzling light in the sun, and their voices are like the chirping of birds. Listen carefully! You'll hear it!
Deep in the soul, this beautiful voice has been alive, gentle, but warm. I can hear their voices.
6. Cherishing time means cherishing life
Time is quietly flowing away, like fine sand in your hand, flowing away from your fingers.
My innocent childhood flowed through my friends, laughing and laughing. In a blink of an eye, I am already a 16-year-old boy. At that time, I liked to chat with friends on campus, play basketball, ride a bike alone under the starlight and run home on the wide road. As if I were a hero in the dark, I like to sleep soundly on Sundays. At noon, I fully enjoyed this lazy day, but I never paid too much attention to my study. My mother always said, "an inch of time is worth an inch of gold, and an inch of gold is hard to spend." You must study hard to get good grades, but I never go in one ear and out the other. I do my homework while playing, and the word is Dragon and Phoenix Dance. Whenever my father sees it, he always says, "son, study hard, time is wealth." If you don't study, you will regret it in the future. That's it. So I spent day after day in my parents' nagging.
I know that one day, when my mother was combing her hair, I saw a few strands of silver hair mixed in her black hair, which made me feel a little ashamed. In my eyes, my grandparents are always acceptable, but my parents are always unacceptable because they are so young and beautiful in Ceng Jing. It is this familiarity that keeps me in mind. Every morning, my mother gets up early to make breakfast for me and help me to hold a bowl of rice. At that time, I forgot to say "Mom worked hard" and forgot that Dad was tired. I was a little touched when I came back from studying at night and went to sleep at night. Even stupid enough to think that this is what they should do. Seeing my parents like this today, I suddenly realized that I don't study hard now. As time goes by, I don't know that I will be as old as them one year, but I have nothing. I made up my mind that I must not let my parents worry about me and cherish my time.
Cherishing time means cherishing life. Life is very important to everyone. We should cherish time and create our own life value.
7. Winter spirit
Looking forward to, looking forward to, the pace of winter is near. It's finally snowing!
When I was a child, I liked snow very much. However, because it is in the south, it seldom snows. The heavy snow in 2008 made me ecstatic, but it was short-lived. But the figure of snow has left a deep mark on my heart. Finally, in today's cold wind, the snow is coming again.
That delicate little snowflake fluttered gently like catkins. It is like a beautiful jade butterfly, dancing like a drunk; The dandelion that wants to blow off seems to fly; Just like the little white flower that the angel gave to nature, Ying Ying leisurely and gently ... In this way, the snow whirled, laughed, danced, played and sang in the wind. Gently, quietly, slowly, gently, just floating and dancing. White and small, it blooms its unique side in the wind, keeps company with the wind, flies and flutters together. So, so floating, floating ...
Xue Chun is like a gentle girl. You see, those clear and bright eyes, curved arch eyebrows and locks of silver hair are nestled on the snow-white skin like a waterfall. She drifted to the world leisurely, kissed me gently and landed on her forehead, cold. She leaned over my ear again, confided softly and confided her thoughts. It was really charming!
Gradually, it snowed harder and harder.
The wind whistled and blew on the face like a knife. The sky is calm and gloomy, and everything on the earth looks bleak. Snow particles the size of beans fell from the air by a pair of big hands, flying in the air like torn cotton wool, and falling aimlessly everywhere.
I can't help reaching out my hands to catch a snowflake. Surprised! Snowflakes did not melt, but refused to leave in their hands. It turns out that snow is so stubborn. "If catkins were not blown by the wind", it seems impossible to say so now, because snowflakes are so small, so light and so unconstrained. Yes, it's free. In the street, many people want to keep them as a souvenir, a souvenir of snow. However, they either pass through the cracks in their fingers or melt in their hands. "Life is worse than death", isn't that what they praise? Snow, the spirit of winter, the spirit of the earth, they are born free. Although their lives are only as short as falling from the sky to the ground, they show the best side to the world: they are not melted in sewage, but flying freely in the air, crystal clear.
In fact, life is like snow and snow is like life. Even though, our time is much longer than snow. However, in this long time, we may not be like snowflakes, making life perfect and blooming the most beautiful moments.
Snow, I think-draw a circle to bless you!
8. Laugh at life
Laughter is a newly sealed wine and an intoxicating cup; Laughter is the spring breeze that blows the face; Laughter is a greeting, a silent blessing, an invitation and a silent tribute. Smile can ignite the spark of life; Smiling can bridge the gap between people; Smiling can also open the heart that has lived in darkness for a long time. Therefore, we should laugh at life.
In our world, there are such a group of people who are in adversity, but they have made brilliant achievements through hard work.
Demosthenes, a famous speaker who has been to Greece, suffered from stuttering when he was a child. She stuttered and was weak when she was a child. She is often booed when she speaks. He was very painful and sad, but even so, he didn't give up on himself, but looked at it with an optimistic and positive attitude. Every morning, he shouted and practiced, and finally became an eloquent speaker. In adversity, he was not overwhelmed by difficulties, but optimistic about everything and smiled at life. Because laughter is an attitude towards life and a sustenance for difficulties, it can make people stand up bravely in difficulties, so Demosthenes finally became a famous orator, which is closely related to his smiling face in difficulties.
Zhang Haidi, a famous translator in China, was paraplegic due to some disease when he was young. At that time, she was so miserable that she was paralyzed at such a young age. She's giving up on herself. She's dying. But by chance, she unconsciously felt that she was interested in translation, so she began to study hard and face everything in life with a smile every day. Her efforts finally paid off, and she finally became a famous translator in China. Her optimism about things makes her the most successful person. Therefore, in life, there are setbacks and difficulties, which is inevitable. See what you do, how to face it. In fact, there is only one best way; Face life with a smile. Laughter is the simplest thing in life, but it is also the most precious wealth in our life. When we encounter difficulties and setbacks, don't think about retreating, don't lose heart, be high-spirited in adversity, treat with a smile, and treat with a positive and optimistic attitude in adversity, then success is not far from us.
Laughter is a poison in life. Being richer or poorer, being in a position or situation, is not inevitable. A rich man may be worried all day, while a disabled person may be calm and optimistic in the book city. A person in prosperity may frown, a person in adversity may face life with a smile, face life with a smile, face the adversity and bumps of life with an optimistic and positive attitude, and finally embark on his own brilliant road.
9. the taste of labor
I am a lazy person. I was spoiled since I was a child, and I didn't do any work. Finally, one day, my mother said that I was very excited to work in other places.
When I went to the field and saw corn stalks all over the ground, I thought I could finish them in a short time.
At first, after a while, I was exhausted and said to my mother; ''
Mom, I can't do this. I can't do it. My mother said, "Stick to it, don't give up halfway, or you can't do great things in your life." '
As soon as I heard it, I went back to work and finished it soon. At that time, I was already tired and panting, but it was worth it.
It's especially sweet to look at the fruits of one's labor. I love my work more than my mother, because she taught me the truth of being a man and the principles of doing things.
Labor really makes me feel sweet, tired and bitter, sour, spicy and salty.
10. The most beautiful hug
The time of gathering is like fireworks, but the stars are fleeting; The feeling of missing is like a seed, buried in the deepest part of my heart but slowly sprouting. -inscription
God, it's so gloomy. It seems that it is going to rain, and now I want to cry and lean against the tree feebly. Wait quietly, waiting for the sun to rise. "Da, di, di" The sky began to rain, and I was still leaning quietly. Let the wind blow over the pale face and let the rain penetrate into the trembling body. It looks like it will rain harder, so maybe we can get rid of all the pain and sadness.
Looking back, it is no longer the wandering of helpless hearts; Looking back, it is no longer a symbol of failure. Looking back suddenly, the man was in the dim light.
In the middle of winter, under the dim moonlight, the world is particularly quiet. Rain, it keeps raining. I raised my mouth and stumbled to the edge of the grass, sucking the breath of winter rain.
"Fool, don't catch cold." A pair of broad hands stroked my cheek. Looking up, I found that the raindrops formed an arc line when they fell. Everything around seems to have never been moistened by water, and it is dry. Only the grass in the distance is enjoying the rain and dew. "What's the matter, fool?" A warm wind warmed my heart. It's like "like a strong wind in spring, which blows at night and blows open the petals of 10 thousand pear trees." Suddenly, a rapid force surrounded me, and the happiness I had never had began to overflow, so I still couldn't stop venting my pain. Tears are intertwined with pain, and wide arms are wet. Hehe, what a big girl. Don't cry. He hugged tightly as if the whole world had fallen. That hug made me feel very sweet, and I seemed to find myself because of that hug.
Although it is an ordinary father's hug, it contains the warmth of countless winters.
The rain has stopped. The long-awaited sun came out. I woke up in my dream and found only a fat bear left next door. I know: this is not a dream, but he left before the rain stopped.
The most beautiful thing is not a rainy day, but a hug in the rain Waiting is the only reason for the heartbeat.