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September 26th, 2009 Author: Zhang Zhitian School: Anji Road Experimental School Class: 402

During the summer vacation, my parents bought me a two-wheeled bicycle to learn this skill.

I began to practice hard. Ride five times around the community every day! On the first day, my father taught me to get on the bus: hold the handle tightly and then push it hard. I practiced several times and learned. My mother and they all praised me: "Great!" "

The next day, I began to practice turning. Hold the handle tightly, turn it to the left at the corner, and then straighten it. But everything is not going well for me. It happened that I made a small mistake here. I was scared when I turned the corner. I didn't handle it properly and fell off the car, panting! However, he encouraged me to say, "Before learning a skill well, you must work hard to gain something. Tian Tian, come on! Just practice a few more times! " After listening, I studied and practiced harder and finally learned to turn.

Of course, I learned to go for a ride later! This is a piece of cake! I learned it the first time I practiced. In this process, I rode very fast and the wind roared past me. That's so cool! I also know that the faster you ride, the lighter your bike feels!

Five days later, I have practiced very well! At this time, I also understood a truth: nothing is impossible, as long as you can work hard and practice, success will be closer and closer to you!

I learned to be grateful.

In the past ten years, my mother has raised me with hardships and hardships. Several knife-like wrinkles on my mother's feet are deeply branded in my heart. Now, I grow up and understand day by day. Let me wash my mother's feet once to repay her kindness to me!

The day passed quickly, and it was evening in the blink of an eye. What are we going to do What are we going to do Seeing that my mother is going to wash her feet, I'm as anxious as ants on hot bricks-running around. Are you going or not? Go ahead, I always feel embarrassed. I still feel guilty if I don't go. Two little people in my head are quarrelling, and one head is as big as two. Let's go I got up my courage and said in a mosquito-like voice, "Mom, I'm going to wash your feet." I finally finished writing, and my face turned red. I think if I put a leaf on it, I can cook it half-cooked. "Wash your feet?" My mother opened her eyes wide, put her hand on my forehead in surprise, touched it and asked, "Do you have a fever? Why do you suddenly want to wash my feet? Is there any conspiracy! " My mother looked at me with a wry smile and said thoughtfully that her eyes seemed to see through me. "Mom, I just want to wash your feet. Is it necessary to make such a fuss? " I looked at my mother discontentedly. "It doesn't matter! Just wash it. " Mother spread out her hands, shrugged her shoulders, and looked helpless, which made people laugh.

I went to the kitchen, turned on the tap, and the water gushed out, just like a naughty doll singing a beautiful song. The pure children's voice seems to come from outer space, which makes me intoxicated in the beautiful melody. I lifted half a pot of water, put the kettle on the stove, turned on the natural gas, and the blue flame jumped up and licked the bottom of the pot quickly, dancing happily among the trees like a lively and lovely Smurfs. After a while, I heard the sound of bubbles "popping" and the kettle was still emitting white smoke. It turned out that the water was boiling, so I quickly slammed off the natural gas. I took the kettle down. Hey, why is it so heavy? Put the water in the footbath, and then add a little cold water. My hand shrank back as soon as I touched the water. It was so hot that I had to burn my mother's feet into buns. I added a little cold water, and when I touched it, a biting coolness came to my mind. It's so cold, you must have frozen mom's feet into popsicles. Finally, I adjusted the water temperature and put the washbasin in front of my mother. Help mom take off her socks, and the foot washing project officially begins!

Wash your feet before you carry them. I gently lifted the water and poured it on my mother's feet. Gently massage my mother's rough feet, and there is a strange taste in my heart, just like an overturned five-flavor bottle, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, which suddenly come to mind and are intertwined. I held back my tears and forced a smile. When washing feet, the most difficult thing to wash is the seams and soles of feet. In order to make my mother wash the soles of her feet willingly, my three-inch golden tongue is almost becoming a three-inch golden tongue. Think about it, too. When washing the soles of my feet, I try to wash them lightly, but the lighter they are, the more my mother laughs. Watching my mother tortured to death by me, I said to my mother, "Mom, let's stop washing." How tired are you? ""Never mind, you wash it! " Mom said casually. I just gave a simple and heavy massage when I washed it, and now my mother doesn't laugh. It's even more annoying when washing feet and sewing. Because toes don't open like fingers, they separate and then meet again. It took a lot of effort to wash my mother's feet. By this time, I was exhausted. My mother looked at me for a long time and said softly, "Daughter, you have grown up! " "

I learned to swim.

When I opened the drawer to find something, I suddenly found the health certificate of swimming before, and then recalled those funny pictures, and now I really want to laugh.

I remember it was a hot summer, and I couldn't swim. I was extremely happy when I heard from my classmates that the swimming pool was open. As soon as school was over, I flew home and told my father. The father listened and said, "All right! I'll take you there later. " After that, he took out his swimming equipment like magic.

We changed clothes and brought useful things to the swimming pool. Wow! This water is really blue! I watched my big brothers and sisters walk freely into the water, but as soon as their feet touched the water, they shrank back, thinking: If I can't swim, I will definitely be finished if I accidentally fall into the deep water!

My father saw me like this and said to me, "What's the matter? Dare not go down? Coward! " I am a face-saving person. As soon as I heard it, I immediately got into the water and thought, "It's just getting into the water! What's the big deal! " The blue water gradually overflowed my knees and finally reached my waist. When I got here, I stopped slowly for fear that I would be drowned if I went any further. Dad said to me, "stretch your legs!" " "He supported my waist with strong arms, and I seemed to float on the water. Dad added: "Push your legs back hard and paddle your hands to both sides ..." I will swim for a while soon. Seeing my rapid progress, my father wanted to let go of my hand as a joke, but I "plopped!" " I sank with a loud voice and choked a few times. I just stood up, but I felt my nose was sour and my ears seemed to be blocked by something, which was very uncomfortable.

Dad looked at me in such a mess that I couldn't help laughing. I ignored him and just wanted to try swimming by myself. So I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, jumped into the water, kicked my legs back hard, paddled hard to both sides with my hands, and swam forward with my own consciousness, only hearing the buzzing paddling sound in my ears. After swimming for a while, I couldn't hold it any longer and stood up at once. Wow! I swam so far! I can't help cheering: "I can swim!" " "The other side of the father looked at me, dumbfounded, tearing his mouth under his chin. He said in surprise, "Wow! You are making rapid progress and learning so fast! "This time, it's my turn to laugh! ……"

How's it going? My swimming has made rapid progress! Ha! Ha!

I learned to play chess.

My uncle used to be a chess fan. I used to hear him shout "general" when playing chess with others, which was very manly. So I also want to learn to play chess.

I think playing chess is easy. Isn't it just moving a few pieces? So I didn't care.

One day, I finished my homework and my uncle was playing chess with my grandfather. On a whim, I looked from the toilet seat.

Both sides went well, and when they got off, the second uncle suddenly stopped moving and looked at the chessboard and thought. I said impatiently: "You move the runner over and grab his car to eat!" "

The second uncle shook his head and said, "Where can I?" I moved the runner over and he stopped me there with his horse so that he could eat my car with my gun. My horse can only jump to the left. If he pulls over again, general, won't I lose? "

I was stunned. I didn't expect that one move could connect so many things, even related to the overall win or loss. I feel that the next picture is not that simple.

Later, whenever my uncle played chess with someone, I just sat there and watched quietly. Analyze what this action will bring and how to save it. Over time, my level has gradually improved.

Until one day, I said to my second uncle, "How about we kill a game?"

"good! This is the first time I have played with a child your age. " Second, Uncle Frank answered.

We laid out our pieces and launched a fierce attack on each other. It turns out that my second uncle is not an idle generation. I recalled the characteristics of my uncle playing chess at ordinary times. Knowing that he regarded "horse" as a god, I secretly killed his horse. When he found out, he was in a dilemma and had to bow his head and admit defeat.

Now my level has far surpassed my uncle's, which is entirely due to my usual efforts. I will work harder and try to play chess better in the future.

I learned to wash clothes.

It rained cats and dogs after school today. I looked surprised: when will it rain? How can I get back? I'm as anxious as a cat on hot bricks-I'm in a rash. Seeing other students running in the rain, I gritted my teeth and ran back. When I arrived at the door, I was like a drowned rat, dripping with water and my clothes could be twisted out! Enter the house, change clothes, throw dirty clothes into the basin, and wait for mom to come back and wash them.

I was just about to turn around when I suddenly remembered how hard it was for my mother to run home, washing clothes and cooking! I turned to fetch water from the basin and picked up the dirty clothes to wash.

According to my mother's usual laundry method, I first soaped and wiped my collar. Hardly had I finished polishing the collar when it turned white. I soaped my sleeve again and wiped it carefully. Black water immediately flowed out. Hey, I took a look at the ink stains on my clothes, but they still haven't been wiped off for a long time. I'm a little discouraged. When I was about to "wash my hands of the golden basin", I remembered that the book said that ink stains could be removed with oxalic acid. I took oxalic acid, poured out a little, and covered it with ink. Half an hour later, hey! Don't tell me, the ink stains are really gone. I washed the clothes several times and squeezed the water out to dry.

I am so happy to look at my clean clothes. Just as I was triumphant, I heard a click and the door opened. I quickly hid behind the clothes rack, closed my eyes and waited for my mother's praise. Soon, I heard my mother's surprised voice: "My baby daughter can do her own thing." I came out happily, and my mother patted me on the shoulder and praised me. My heart is sweeter than honey.

I learned to cook.

Gao Yumeng

One Saturday morning, my mother said to me, "Your father and I worked overtime this morning. Go to grandma's house for dinner at noon. " I said, "Mom, why don't I cook at noon today? You can eat ready-made food after work." Mom looked suspicious: "Can you cook?" I said confidently, "Don't worry, you will definitely eat delicious food when you come back."

After mom and dad left, I started cooking. I'll arm myself first, put on my apron and hat. Then start to choose rape, wash the rape, and then put the rape on the cutting board and cut it with a knife. Every link can't be sloppy. Then light the fire and pour oil into the pot. After a while, the oil was hot, but the chopped green onion and Jiang Mo were not cut properly. Do it quickly, but the pot is smoking and the chopped green onion is going to burn. I quickly put in small rapeseed and stir fry, and then I remembered to put in sweet sauce and stir fry together. When it is cooked, it is put on a plate.

At this time, my parents came, and I brought the rice and vegetables to my parents to taste. They ate and said, "It's not easy to cook like this for the first time. It's just that I burned it when I cooked the pot, and it tasted a little bitter. "

This time, I learned to cook. How happy I am!

Instructor Cui Meiru

I learned to cook.

Peng Sichuan province Chengdu Pixian experimental school Grade Three Class Three

Animals must quickly learn the first skill when they are born, that is, running. Because animals have learned to run, they can avoid enemy attacks. People are no exception, because the first need of living is to eat, so people must master a skill-cooking. I learned to cook by accident.

Every time I see my mother cooking, my hands itch. I asked my mother many times to let me cook, probably because I was afraid I would get burned. Every time she found some excuse to refuse my request. Finally, one day, the opportunity came! It was noon on a Saturday. As soon as I entered the door, I saw my mother steaming rice, washing vegetables and preparing cooking as usual. Just then, the telephone rang loudly, and my mother quickly picked up the phone, only to hear my mother say, "OK, I'll be right there." I hung up and said to me while changing my shoes, "I have something to do." I have to go to the office. " Say that finish and left. I waited for my mother while reading a book. Five minutes have passed, 10 minutes have passed ... Unconsciously, my stomach has already begun to sing empty city tricks. Suddenly, an idea flashed through my mind. Why don't I try it while my mother is away? At first, I quickly turned on the natural gas stove and put away the pot. What should I put first? Just when I hesitated, I suddenly found that the pot had begun to smoke. There seems to be no time for me to think about it. I poured cabbage into the pot crazily. Suddenly, a hot air came at me and scared me back a few steps. After a while, I got up the courage, picked up a spatula and shoveled it in the pot several times. Oh, dear, patches of "black spots" have grown on the plate. I quickly turned off the fire and put the cabbage in the bowl. At this moment, I suddenly understood that I should put oil first. Next, I'm going to cook the second dish-scrambled eggs with tomatoes. This time, I have experience. First, put the oil in. When the oil smokes, I'll pour the scrambled eggs into the pot, fry them for a while, and then pour the tomatoes in. Huh? Why are there many black spots in the dish? Anyway, I can't eat anything in the pot. I thought about it and put the food in the bowl.

I don't know when, my mother has stood behind me and said with surprise, "So capable, the dishes are all cooked." I quickly pushed my mother out of the kitchen and sat her at the table. First, I bring the fried cabbage to my mother. My mother looked at it and said in surprise, "This dish should be fried black vegetables, right?" I put scrambled eggs with tomatoes on it, and my mother took a bite and said humorously, "My scrambled eggs with tomatoes are two colors, you can fry them into three colors!" " "Maybe my mother ate all the food on the table to take care of my face. My mother also gave me a "very high" evaluation of the dishes I cooked: "At your level, it's strange to open a restaurant without losing money! "

With this experience, my mother has confidence in me. After my mother's hands-on guidance, I finally learned to cook. However, if you want to eat my fried three-color tomato eggs, there is no hope.