1 It's hot in summer, and this summer vacation has passed more than half, which is the hottest time. One day, my mother came to my room to get clothes. She glanced back casually and happened to see a wall full of yellow spots. So, my mother asked me to paint the wall together.
Hearing the news, I was immediately deceived. This gun is fine. Why should I clean it? But "fate" is very difficult, so I have to pick up the magic eraser and start working.
Looking at a huge wall full of yellow spots, I wiped it directly with a magic brush dipped in toothpaste. But the hands not only have no decontamination function, but are covered with toothpaste, which is called "unparalleled coolness"!
This method doesn't work, so I'll change it. I soaked the magic towel in water and dipped it in toothpaste. Oh, it's so clean! So I quickly wiped about a third.
Oh, cleaning the walls is so simple. I thought it would take a long time to wipe it with a rag! Just when I was proud, I looked back, ah! The wall is covered with black stains! Then I realized that I had to wipe it again with a rag!
After the efforts of my mother and I, within three hours. We cleaned a big wall.
After this experience, I found that cleaning the wall was such a hard thing! I will never dirty the wall in the future!
I am a wall, dressed in white, standing in the classroom with my classmates every day. But recently, I found some "beautiful" paintings on my snow-white body. What happened?
It turned out that Xiao Ming, who had just finished class, grabbed several pieces of chalk in one hand and drew on me. I screamed in pain: "Grandpa Xiao Ming, please forgive me! You drew me like this. How can I meet people in the future? " But he was as heartless as he didn't hear. After a while, his "masterpiece" appeared on me! The "old man" carefully looked at his masterpiece and ran away like a gust of wind, leaving me crying silently. ...
Just when my mood finally calmed down a little, a fashionable girl stepped onto the runway, crossed her hands, held her head high and looked at me with the tip of her nose. There was a murderous look in her eyes, and I was so scared that I couldn't breathe. Suddenly her shoelaces came loose, but she didn't want to bend over, so she raised her foot to me and kicked me hard with a bang. I had to kneel for mercy to save my life. But she felt uncomfortable, and even kicked a few times before finding the right place. I'm shaking with pain all over, and I can't stand still! After tying her shoelaces, she went on the catwalk and walked away. I have to sigh in the corner alone.
People, can you understand me? Although I am just an ordinary wall, I hope you can be kind to us, ok?
Today, my parents and I went to the horse wall to play.
Horse-blocking wall is a part of Cuiyun Gallery and an ancient road in the pre-Qin period. According to my mother, it has a history of more than two thousand years.
Starting from Pu 'an in the morning, after about half an hour's drive, we came to the entrance of the horse-blocking wall. I saw a narrow road paved with stone slabs extending all the way to the deep mountains. On both sides of the road are tall and stout' Millennium Cooper'. Legend has it that Li Guang, a flying general, led soldiers to plant it.
These ancient cypresses are flourishing, and many branches are trying to grow taller, as if to see who grows taller. There are many birds singing happily in the tree, with euphemistic voices. They are friends of the tree.
Every Cooper here has a beautiful one. As far as the "top scholar" is concerned, it is said that there was once a scholar who took the exam. When he came, it suddenly rained cats and dogs. The scholar had no place to hide from the rain, so he ran to a big tree to hide from the rain. Suddenly, for some reason, the trees grew taller and bigger, and the branches and leaves became more and more lush. The scholar was very moved when he saw this scene. He knew that the tree was helping himself, so he studied hard under it. Fortunately, the scholar continued to take the exam. As a result, he was admitted to the top scholar. I heard from my mother that as long as I touch this "top-ranked cypress", I can become the "top-ranked cypress" in high school. I can't wait to hug the "number one scholar" and think: If only I could be admitted to the number one scholar.
There is a pregnant cypress next to the champion cypress. I asked my mother, "This tree looks strange. What is pregnant cypress? " Mom smiled and explained, "It was the cypress that gave birth to the baby!" " "
These coopers are like old people who have experienced many vicissitudes, telling us the changes of history.
At sunset, I reluctantly left the horse wall and thought: I will definitely come to play next time.
Wall just because of a wall, the horizon is separated.
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Standing on the Liu 'an, staring at Sha Ou on the river. The fragrance of hibiscus disappears, sigh it. A wisp of green on the wall is almost as desolate as rain. Sorrow overflowed the river.
In the late spring of the eighteenth year of Kaiyuan, the geese were yellow, the birds sang cicadas, the weeping willows curled up, and the catkins did not fly. Li Bai, standing on the Yellow Crane Tower, watched the rolling river rushing into the sky, the breeze gurgling, the sound of waves and the wind thundering.
Being in the Yangtze River, the waves are rough, but I don't feel any comfort. Looking back on the past, drinking and having fun with Master Meng, was it fun? But now, Master Meng goes downstream, and they are separated by the horizon. Who can understand the sadness in my heart? A generation of poets, singing with themselves, reciting poems together, feeling sad and homesick? Too white to sigh, why separate? Memories are broken, eyes are wet with fog, and we wave goodbye, small downstream. Love is long and bitter. It is bitter and sweet for anyone to sigh for their own sadness.
There is a poem wall between poets, which makes them bosom friends.
Although the fireworks were in March, Li Bai's thoughts were misty in the early summer of that year. That year in Changting, he met Master Meng for the first time and read his landscape poems, which was very admirable. Xing wants to worship him as a teacher, and Mencius greatly appreciates his poems and respects them as guests. Raise a glass to drink with Master Meng, and a well-known poem is improvised. Mencius took him all over the mountains and rivers and traveled around the world without any constraints; The situation of the world, stew his poems. ...
Thought of here, Li Bai smiled, and a tacit wall can be built between comfort and confidant.
There is a cloud in Ci Hai: the wall is nothing more than my wall. The significance of the wall is not only a barrier, but also the significance of promoting the development of the times, and also refers to reform.
In today's comfortable days, people rely on the wall of harmony to show the era of peace and reform.
Try all the time in your life, and you may succeed or fail. In my countless attempts, one attempt will never be forgotten by me, and it is a successful attempt!
On my sixth birthday, my father bought me a bike. Seeing others riding so happily and not wrestling, I found it easy to ride a bike and began to learn. I found a deserted place, got on my bike, and my father followed me. I still feel that the car is wobbly and unstable, as if it is going to fall. I stepped on it and felt that I had learned something. Just when I was proud, my father suddenly let go of my hand, and I fell down at the same time, giving the ground an intimate "hug". I didn't give up, got up and got on the bike again, and let my father help me to continue riding. My dad let go when I wasn't looking, and I carefully controlled the front of the car. Father suddenly shouted "wall, wall" behind me. I thought he was praising me for learning so fast, which was interpreted as "strong", so I turned back proudly and ran into the south wall. I still haven't given up. I stood up and continued riding, riding and riding, and fell down again. I tripped over a stone this time. I got up again and stared at the front and the ground. After countless falls and climbs, I finally learned to ride a bike. Dad praised me for learning fast and gave me a thumbs-up sign. I don't want to mention how happy I am.
After learning to ride a bike this time, I understand that a person has to experience many failures. As long as you are not timid and persist, you can reach the peak of success!
There is a saying that if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer. But I never believed, really, practice proved that my idea was correct.
The thing is, at school that day, the teacher talked about a math problem and said there was only one way to say it. After listening to the teacher, I thought, the teacher said there is a way, is there only one way? If I develop another method, won't my classmates look at me with new eyes? So, I began to do it seriously, calculated it many times on toilet paper, and finally came up with it! So I showed it to the teacher happily, but the teacher said it was wrong. This sentence made me lose confidence, and then the teacher said, "you can't succeed in this problem." Give it up. I said there is only one way. "
But I have a stubborn temper. I can't just give up. I will continue to study and find another way. I studied for several days, thinking about eating, sleeping and even going to the toilet. Finally, I came up with another method. But I just didn't know if it was right, and then I showed it to the teacher in fear. The teacher was very surprised when he saw it: "Congratulations, you succeeded!" " Even I didn't think of it! "After listening to the teacher, my heart is full of joy. I'm so happy! The teacher praised me in front of the whole class, saying that I was creative and had ideas.
I believe that we will gain more by going our own way, although we will encounter many setbacks in the process. But if you only take the road that others have taken, you may succeed, because the road will be smooth, but you won't get much. So in life, we might as well hit the south wall once, where there will be another scenery.
The blue wall is silent, but it has maintained a complementary relationship with the simple villages and lanes, which has been the case since ancient times.
Our childhood, packed in such a quiet alley composed of blue walls, is constantly fermented, dissolved and dispersed through the catalysis of missing, and remains in Micari for a long time.
Childhood alley, with walls on both sides, is happy, quiet and warm in the middle, and sometimes there are quarrels, crying and tears. On the ground in the alley, there are often miscellaneous footprints, as well as children's game "rooms" built with tiles and branches, full of imagination and moonlight in their hometown.
who is it? Carve childhood fantasies and portraits of the innocent world on the brick heart on the wall. Tile is innocent, it will definitely tell the blue brick that it is just a child's unbridled frivolity.
Swallows in spring sometimes come to the corner of the alley, look around and watch the excitement in the alley. It is thinking how can it spread its wings and fly in such a narrow space?
In the breeze and oblique rain, one wall of the alley is wet, but the other side is still dry. Rain overflows the cracks in the bricks and flows down from the walls, making the moss world a Wang Yang. The ground and sand will synthesize mud and force it back to our play space. However, our immature joy will not retreat, but will only grow wildly.
When the wall is completely wet, it will look like a melancholy farmer's face, a little dim and gloomy, and the wrinkles are full of yearning for the sunny world.
As the saying goes, if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer. But there has always been a saying in my heart: what happened to hitting the south wall! I think there is nothing wrong with a persistent heart. Although there are failures, there are hard-won successes, so I don't regret it.
Recently, I saw many children riding bicycles, and I really envy them. So I also decided to learn to ride a bike, but my family repeatedly advised me not to learn, which was very dangerous. What if my foot is broken? But I am stubborn, and I just want to learn. Parents said, "You child, if you really don't hit the south wall and don't look back, you will suffer one day." I thought, well, what if I hit the south wall? If you don't let me learn, I'll try to see how hard the south wall is!
I started practicing. For the first time, there was a wobbly man in front of me. I didn't stop the car and fell to the ground with that uncle. Fortunately, that uncle didn't blame me. I was not convinced and decided to take another risk. So, after repeated failures, I finally learned to ride a bike, so happy! Great, I made it! Mother said, "Come on, come on, you child, don't show off in an ostentatious manner." Anyway, I really succeeded!
Haha, the final winner is me! I think I have gained two successes, one is to persist in learning to ride a bike, and the other is to be brave. On the south wall, I also saw more scenery.
The road of life is very long, and it will not be smooth sailing. In modern society, a wall has also been erected to hinder our growth and progress. This wall is a wall of difficulties. Seen from a distance, the wall is so majestic that it is impossible to climb. But as long as you climb hard, you will find that the wall that was once high above you can actually cross it easily.
I remember one time, our class had a physical education exam. The hardest thing for people like us is to sit forward. Physical education class sometimes can't even touch his feet when practicing at ordinary times, not to mention that he has to pass 10% this time. Alas, I can already imagine the shouts of my classmates "Ah-".
I stood aside and watched the first classmate sitting on the blanket, his legs crossed, his hands straight, his body bent and groaned in pain. Two of the three students helped to hold his legs and prevent him from bending, and one student helped him bend his back. The noise of killing pigs is getting louder and louder, and I can't bear to look directly at it.
Although he tried hard, he still didn't reach the standard. At this moment, I seem to see a big wall in front of me, which seems to be doomed to my failure. Looking at the failed students, I took a deep breath. "Don't be afraid of substandard. Anyway, someone is accompanying. " I took off my shoes, gathered all my strength around my waist, closed my eyes, gritted my teeth and pushed forward. I just feel that my calf is very sour, and I can't care so much. Keep pushing. Finally, I was exhausted and fell to the ground panting. At first glance, it is fourteen. I was the first to pass, only a centimeter away, and the students behind me finished one after another, as if they had set an example. I tried again, and it was fifteen. It's incredible.
It turns out that the impossible wall in the eyes is so ordinary in the hands, and some "impossible" things are simple with persistence and hard work.
Everyone will have the experience that people inside the wall want to escape and people outside the wall want to rush in.
If your environment, such as school or company, is a wall, then surround yourself firmly. Then, we are people inside the wall and others are people outside the wall.
As a junior high school student like me, the school is a wall around me. When I am pressed by heavy homework and driven by teachers' expectations, I wish I could escape from this wall and play outside it to get rid of these heavy burdens.
However, people outside the school gate-people outside the wall-wish that they could rush into this wall, go to the wall to finish their childhood regrets and experience the feeling of going to school again.
We are both people inside and outside the wall: we have what others want and what others want. But it all comes from complaining about other people's feelings. I only see what I want, and I only pay attention to the unhappiness in my life. When we face up to our environment, see everything clearly and examine our life carefully, then we will find that life is not as bad as we complain.
The burden of homework and the expectation of teachers seem to be not only pressure, but also full of good wishes and future motivation. There don't seem to be many outside the wall, and it seems that I don't look forward to playing.
Be yourself and face up to your surroundings. Isn't this the attitude that life should have? It doesn't really matter whether you are inside or outside the wall. What I want to do is to do everything well and complete every task. When you do this, the wall will disappear, the idea of rushing out will disappear, and the disappointment, regret and complaints in life will disappear.
So, do your own thing, live your own life, face your own position and let the wall in your heart collapse completely.