Half a flower that touched my feelings touched my feelings.
That half carnation is still fragrant. That half carnation still keeps a bright color, and that half carnation reveals the children's love for their mother ... When they leave the campus, they will see the mother and daughter selling carnations under the big banyan tree, and sometimes they will sell some lilies and daffodils ... The flowers float all over the streets, without a corner! Aunt also took a little girl and often helped her mother sell it in a childish voice: "Come and buy it!" " Fragrant flowers. "Her mother is arranging flowers.
Affect my feelings
The moon is full tonight, and I don't know who to worry about. -Inscription I have a special feeling for the bright moon since I was a child: sometimes I stand in front of the windowsill and stare at its bright face, and I don't want to leave for a long time; Sometimes when I look at the round table with similar shape at home, I will cry silently. Because I know that there is always an empty seat at the round table, and what specious memories in my mind always keep me awake all night. My mother said to me, "On a Mid-Autumn Festival many years ago, your father came.
Moonlight affects my feelings.
Silver moonlight sprinkled on the ground, and crickets screamed everywhere. The fragrance of the night permeates the air and weaves into a soft net, covering all the scenery inside. What the eyes come into contact with is covered with this soft net. No matter what grass or tree it is, it is not as realistic as during the day. Everything has a vague and illusory color, and everything hides its details and guards its secrets, making people feel like dreaming. -Ba Jin's "Home" He knew that the dew tonight would be frost.
Tears affect my feelings.
The singer of youth, the horn is dumb, and the world is sad. Locked in a small room, there is no way to escape, and the pen tip reveals a poem with tears! Tears affect my feelings. Tears are the injury in the eyes, the pain in the bottom of my heart, the secret anxiety of the pursuer and the silent touch of the lonely. Once upon a time, tears have gone away from me, and men also have tears. No matter how hard, tired, painful and difficult it is, there is only one word in my heart-forbearance. One day, it was raining cats and dogs That's heaven.
That smile touched my feelings.
That smile touched my feelings. That smile is as beautiful as a flower. In my memory, there is a smile that is very powerful and unparalleled in beauty. I remember one thing that happened in junior high school: at noon one day, when I was dragging my tired body and strode home, my mother opened the door for me and looked at me. Then she said, why are you so listless? I told her about the hardships and sadness of the third grade, saying that I couldn't persist. Say that finish, tears came down, out of my control.
He touched my feelings.
"The consequences of being lost/I can bear it/This last exit/Only after I have loved"-The inscription is selected from the song "Give me a song". There are too many things in the world that are cherished after being lost, and I am one of them. Facing the past, I seem to say sorry to him, but he will never hear this sentence: I still remember the first time I went out to play with him: I ran hand in hand with him.
Fallen leaves affect my feelings.
As the saying goes, "there must be one side for all parties." Although there are differences, there will be times when we meet. Time flies, we have studied in different cities for three years; I wonder how you are now. Autumn reminds me of you; Today's autumn seems to have passed three years. Similarly, many leaves fell, and suddenly, the feeling of missing you reappeared in my mind. When we are young; We are now; Can only be, sigh
Moonlight affects my feelings.
The wings of youth, the pain of cutting memory; Yesterday's tears stirred ripples in my heart; The moonlight last night filled the room with warmth ... "Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick. There was a slight sound on the stairs outside the door, and there was silence.
A Leng Xue touched my feelings.
This Leng Xue was brought by the cold wind in1February. The snowflake in the air is twisted reluctantly in front of the gray curtain, but it is a very inconspicuous move for the cold wind. I have been looking forward to this snow for a long time. Whenever it rains in autumn, I often look out of the window involuntarily, expecting the winter rain in late autumn to condense into snow as white as grease and slowly fall. Now, under the sky outside the window, the falling snow has begun to stage a unique scene of thousands of jade dragons landing.
At dawn in autumn morning, I looked up. Ah, autumn rain is floating in the sky, so thin, so soft, so light, like clouds, like smoke, like fog, like a foggy net. There is a veil between heaven and earth, and mysterious things are hidden under it like shy girls.
Always confident, I walked into the rain and fog and went to school alone without being beaten. Raindrops fell gently on my face, like a mother's hand touching.
It's early, there are few pedestrians on the road, and the road is slippery.
I walked carefully. Suddenly, a familiar figure rushed out of the rain and fog, almost knocked me down and walked forward without looking back.
It was foggy around, and she walked alone on the road, and everything around her was dotted like a pale ink painting. Autumn seems to suddenly get thicker, giving me an indescribable feeling of playing the flute ... it's her, that thin body, that familiar figure wearing a red raincoat ... all these prove to me that it's her-aunt. Although we are relatives and classmates, perhaps because my mother and menstruation often quarrel, we have never said a word, and because junior high school students are in a hurry, we hardly meet.
Raise your hand and look at your watch. It's already 7: 00 15! I stepped up to catch the bus. What a close call! A motor tricycle sped past me! Just when I was in shock, there was a scream in my ear. The tricycle scratched the red raincoat and it fell off. The young man driving a tricycle paused and ran away! It was quiet all around, and the sound of rain continued. I can't see anyone but her thin body struggling in the rain. Not going to help her? No, my education of more than ten years doesn't allow me to do this. So I took a half step to help her? No, because I made a firm promise to my mother: I will never contact her if I die! I just stood there at a loss. What an embarrassing scene-menstruation falls in front of me, and I can only stand where I am: I want to help, but I dare not; Want to go, loathe to give up! A gust of autumn wind blew, chilly, and I couldn't help shivering.
What should I do? At this moment, there was a burst of laughter behind him. Someone is coming. I can't stand here any longer. So, I made a confused choice: go! With a horizontal heart, he put his hands into his pockets and quickly dropped the remaining red raincoat to the ground. ...
Facing the rain, the road stretches vaguely. Should I go like this? Looking back, I can't help looking back. I saw her struggling to climb a tree by the roadside with her thin hands, pulling herself up a little and climbing her hands up a little. Suddenly, her hand slipped and the red raincoat fell heavily to the ground. I clearly heard her moan of pain. Raindrops are falling, dripping mercilessly on her thin body and beating my heart mercilessly. Oh, my God, are you crying? So, who are you crying for? For me? For my heartlessness; For her? For what happened to her.
I plucked up the courage to help her up. My aunt's eyes were both painful and surprised. "I'll take you to school." Despite the rain, I walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and my aunt didn't know whether it was rain or tears. On the way to school, I was not afraid of difficulties and cold. My aunt put on a raincoat for the first time.
It's still raining in Mao Mao. It's poetic, picturesque, like a song ... There's a vast expanse of whiteness between heaven and earth. I like that purity, I like that hazy tenderness, and I like that it washes the landscape of the earth fresh and bright.
The misty rain seems endless, and the bumpy road has become a muddy world. It was a month's holiday, and I stepped on my way home with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Thinking of my performance during this period and the results of this exam, a deep sadness accumulated in my heart, getting deeper and clearer. What should I do? Alas, "always can't open the mouth, let them know ..."
When I got home, as I expected, my parents had prepared a table of good food "Shenchen" for me. Hardly had I entered the living room when they picked up my schoolbag. My parents' enthusiasm made me feel a little relieved, but the sense of guilt seemed to slowly take over my whole body. I sat at the dining table alone, looking at the rich food, and I couldn't find it at all.
The feeling of wolfing down every day Mom and dad put my luggage away and sat around asking questions. Looking at mom and dad's smiling faces, my heart ached. Listening to mom and dad's laughter, I feel even worse.
"Mom, I ..." I was about to speak when my mother interrupted me: "I bought your shoes. I'll show them to you to see if they fit." Mother put down chopsticks, went to the room and took out a pair of beautiful sports shoes, which are my favorite color. Mother raised her shoes: "Do you like them?" I said quietly.
"Dad, the first ..." My words were interrupted by my father again. "Don't worry, when you called, you booked the 15th issue of English Weekly. I ordered it and it will be delivered tomorrow. " No, that's not what I said, but how can I say it? Looking at those two pairs of hopeful eyes, I didn't have the courage to say it, so I had to smile awkwardly. My parents put food in my bowl from time to time. The more they treat me, the worse I feel, like a fishbone stuck in my throat, which I can't swallow or spit out.
"Son, I heard the teacher say that you are in poor spirits in class and sometimes you doze off. Yesterday, your father bought you some calcium tablets and vitamin tablets. Remember to eat them on time when you take them to school. " My mother told me again for fear that I would forget.
God, they know this, and their uneasy hearts are even more uneasy now.
"Dad, last week ..." My words were interrupted by my father again. "Last week you said you wanted money. Need I say more? You won't disappear, everything is ready. "
No, no, neither. Those are not what I want now. What I want is your understanding. The only thing I want to say is, "I'm sorry. I failed the first monthly exam and was severely criticized by the teacher last week. "
I don't know how uncomfortable and annoying those words made me feel, and tears overflowed my eyes. "Son, I know everything." Dad seems to see something. "If you fail, then cheer up and work harder and keep going. You can do it. " Dad patted me on the shoulder. At this time, I felt a heat flow from my eyes, my sight blurred, and a warm feeling gradually rose from my heart. Looking at those two pairs of expectant eyes, I secretly vowed: I must succeed in the next exam and never be discredited again. When I got up in the morning, the rain stopped. Through the curtains, the first ray of sunshine came in, and I felt so comfortable and relaxed. I just feel very happy. Whenever I see the first ray of sunshine rising, I feel extremely warm.
I am a basketball fan, and I have great yearning and curiosity for the NBA, which is the shrine that basketball fans all over the world yearn for. I love basketball, not only those gorgeous moves and exaggerated dunks, but more importantly, I have learned a lot of philosophy of life in basketball.
Look! That's Kobe Bryant's tie rod smash, James's 360-degree turn, Howard's double-level smash from the free throw line, Griffin's aerial windmill ... these photos are so wonderful and exciting. Did someone else teach them? The answer is definitely not. These things that others thought could not be done, but they did. This requires a strong imagination. Yes, in learning, we also need to imagine more and try bravely, so as to innovate constantly and overcome more problems.
Basketball is a sport for five people, not a paradise for one person. Little emperor James, no matter how powerful he is, is no match for the Green Shirt Army after all. No matter how powerful Kobe is, he can't touch the door of the playoffs. Only when everyone has team spirit can we defeat the strong enemy and win. It is an indisputable fact that the Green Shirts beat the Lakers by 39 points and the Spurs swept the Cavaliers 4-0. In real life, right? A person's strength is limited, and only when the team is United can the strength be the strongest.
Team spirit is not enough. You need to be open-minded and trust others in a crisis. In the last 0.4 seconds, Bryant tolerated feher's 3-pointers who made 0 of 4 shots, and only then ushered in the 0.4-second lore of Sandong 'an. The Celtics are open-minded, and Ray Allen 1 1 scored 9 three-pointers. So, don't go too far, believe in the collective and make progress together.
In the light of victory, there are heroes, and of course there are people who build heroes, and often these people need perseverance more. Give up your chance to score and do other people's successful steps. For example, that victory created Stoudemire, "Queen Bee" Paul brought wasps, and Rondo created Celtic's "Big Four". They don't score many points, but most of them are helping their teammates score. In our daily life, we should do the same. The heart is as wide as other people's world.
Basketball has a lot of charm, but you just need to experience it yourself!
Basketball! You are an indispensable part of my life, and you touch my feelings all day! Let me express my love for you with the hottest heart!