Various essays 1 This weekend, the teacher arranged for us to write a diary of "various seeds". I happened to be curious about this topic, so I just gave it a try.
My father volunteered as my assistant. He took a flowerpot from the balcony and instructed me to loosen the original soil in the flowerpot, dig a hole and apply some fertilizer. We planted peanuts. I peeled off the shells of peanuts, took them out, carefully put them in the pit of fertilization, covered them with soil and poured water on them. I made a wish to plant a good seed: I want the peanuts I planted to sprout and grow up quickly, so that they can bear fruit. Finally, dad put the flowerpot back on the balcony.
Grandma said that peanuts will not be planted until Tomb-Sweeping Day. I am really worried that my peanuts will not sprout!
Various compositions II. The students are tightly surrounded. They are laughing, grabbing a handful of soil and throwing it into the flowerpot. What are they doing? It turns out that the class is preparing an activity to plant magic seeds.
As soon as the bell rang, the teacher came into the classroom with a big smile on her face. There was silence in the class, and then there was jubilation. I thought to myself: Why should this class have an activity class? Does this activity class have much to do with our writing? Or is the teacher in a good mood and wants us to relax? After a while, with the teacher's command, everyone moved, and everyone came to the corridor talking and laughing. The teacher carefully emptied the soil in the flowerpot. "Students, your next task is to loosen the soil in the flowerpot." So we used a thick stick to stir in the soil for a while, and the soil was obedient. Then magic seeds will be planted, and the teacher mysteriously told us, "Do you know where these magic seeds come from? It was airlifted by the great magician Napduye from the kingdom of Nanville, with a total of 10,000 seeds, but only three. Under our careful cultivation, it will grow into a towering tree. " We all hope that the seeds we plant can thrive. At this time, the boy scattered the soft soil evenly in the flowerpot, took out three bright white seeds, gently inserted them in the soil, and then covered them with a thin quilt. The last step is to water the seeds. The girl took a glass of water, and the melon seeds seemed thirsty for a long time. The first glass of water soon penetrated into the soil. I poured about four glasses of water, and now I may have had enough melon seeds.
Can the beans grow into towering trees? Let's look forward to it.
I don't know where my father came from, but he brought back some seeds that I have never seen before. I thought these seeds were strange, so I decided to help my father plant them together.
So, I took a small hoe and went to sow these seeds with my father. Because the strength is too small, only a little soil on the surface of the soil is shoveled, so the pit is very shallow. I put the seeds in it and cover it with soil. After this, I'll dig another hole. Dad came to see me sow. He thinks I didn't plant it well and the seeds won't be unearthed. He scraped the soil off the surface with his hand, gently took the seeds out of the soil and put them in the palm of his hand.
Then carefully handed me the seeds, picked up a big hoe and dug hard, and soon a big pit appeared in front of me. This pit is not only big, but also deep. I'm a little puzzled. In the past, my father loved to plant only shallow seeds. Why did he dig so deep this time? I looked at him in disbelief. Seeds are buried so deep underground that they come out of their shells, grow into trees and bear fruit. I dare not ask. I looked up at my father. He just stared at the pit where the seeds had just been planted. I don't understand, dad.
A few years later, I still don't understand dad.
Until some time ago, I was planting my own seeds. I planted it in a shallow place and fertilized, weeded and watered it every day for the seeds my father hoped for. I care for this seed carefully, hoping that it will break through the ground, grow into a big tree and bear fruit. I struggle for it every day, hoping to help my father's seeds break out of the shell, grow into trees and bear fruit, but it has never been realized. I think I'm sorry that my father didn't take good care of the seeds.
That time, I also buried this seed in the deep ground. The younger brother next to me looked at me with a puzzled face, just like when I was a child. Maybe he also wants to ask why! I know his mind, so I said, this is the seed that my father and I planted deeply, and the fate of this deeply planted seed depends on you, and this heavy mission depends on you to complete. He seems to understand something.
But I believe that deeply planted seeds will bear good fruits, and I will look for my own seeds again. But I promise, I won't let him become a deep seed.
Various essays 4 "Where are the seeds of dreams planted?" This childish and full of childhood memories floated into my ears again.
"Elder sister, why don't you talk? Don't you know? "
"well. Let me tell you a story first. " I smiled and said to my brother, who nodded wildly.
"This story starts from 10 years ago."
"Students, today, the topic of our composition is my dream." A first-grade primary school teacher said to the students in front of him. At this time, there was no sound in the class except that the second hand on the clock was ticking with a nail. At this time, the teacher saw a classmate sitting in his seat without writing a composition. She walked gently to her classmate's seat and asked, "Why don't you write a composition?" Haven't you decided what dream to write? "
"No, it isn't." She looked at the teacher with a hint of sadness in her eyes.
The teacher asked inexplicably, "Why? Don't you know what your dream is? "
The classmate shook his head and said, "Mom says dreams are useless. What's the use of dreaming? "
The teacher smiled, but said nothing, and turned back to the podium.
After class, the students flocked out of the classroom, but she still sat motionless in her seat, and the composition book and pen on the desktop did not move at all. Suddenly, a dozen documents appeared in front of her, which startled her. It turned out to be a teacher. She picked up a dozen newspapers and read them. They are all cartoons! She looked at the teacher with a surprised face and said, "Teacher, are you a cartoonist?"
The teacher shook his head and said, "I'm not, you are." Right? "
She was at a loss, and the teacher smiled and said, "Where are the seeds of dreams planted?"
"Is it the heart?"
"Yes, your dream is not to become a cartoonist? Why did you give up sowing because of this little storm? "
She nodded and said, "I see!"
"Brother, I know this time."
"Yes, and I also know that it's you! Haha! "
I thought about it, and suddenly it dawned on me and said, "Good! Son of a bitch, say it! How do you know! ? "
"In your cartoon."
There's nothing we can do now.
As the saying goes, "As you sow, you reap." You sow seeds and work hard, then your fruit will bear fruit, which makes sense.
Sowing, rooting, germination, bearing fruit, etc. They are all natural laws. When you get the fruit, do you think it is the result of your efforts? I planted two seeds in the field, one called hope and the other called ideal. But it is difficult to wait until the desired result, and the ideal is not to play cards according to the conditions. One or two years is fast, five or six years is slow. Maybe you will ask, "In that case, you should sow!" Other seeds, give up. "But life is hard-won. When you work hard enough and sweat a lot, you will feel that it doesn't matter whether there is a perfect result. The important thing is that you are happy when you do something independently and have a result. The so-called "no pains, no gains"; Nine points of cultivation, nine points of harvest. "
Maybe no one believes that the tortoise can beat the rabbit, but the fact is that the tortoise really won. Lift the veil and you will find that all this is reasonable. The tortoise planted the seeds of "persistence" and shed sweat. The seed of "persistence" gave it the fruit of victory and the spirit of perseverance and never giving up. Moreover, the rabbit is lazy and doesn't plant anything, so the final result is taken for granted. This so-called "success only favors those who are diligent and persistent!" Their success also lies in "as you sow, so you reap".
When Liu Xiangsheng stood on the podium of the world champion wearing the national flag. Westerners are surprised that such a yellow race can run out of 12.88 seconds to become an Olympic champion? People are amazed at his achievements, because he has made enough efforts and finally harvested the fruits of hope through years of efforts. Isn't his success the embodiment of "as you sow, so you reap"?
Everyone's life is a piece of land. If you plant flowers on the land, you will reap a fragrant life. If you plant green trees on it, you will reap lush life. On the contrary, if you plant weeds in this land, you will reap a desolate life.
Again, "what you give will be rewarded." The more you give, the more you get. So let's sweat, work hard and look forward to harvesting mature fruits!
As the saying goes, "As you sow, you reap." It is reasonable that you sow the seeds and work hard, and your efforts will be rewarded. Sowing, rooting, germination, bearing fruit, etc. They are all natural laws. When you get the fruit, do you take it for granted that you have worked hard? I planted two seeds in the field, one called hope and the other called ideal. But it is difficult to wait for the desired result, and the ideal is not played by common sense.
One or two years is fast, five or six years is slow. Maybe you will ask, "in this case, you can sow other seeds, give up!" " "But life is hard-won. When you have made enough efforts and shed the sweat of success, you will feel that it is not important whether there is a perfect result, but the happiness when you do something independently and get the result. The so-called "no pains, no gains". Maybe no one believes that the tortoise can beat the rabbit, but the fact is that the tortoise really won.
Lift the veil and you will find that all this is reasonable. The tortoise planted the seeds of "persistence" and shed hard sweat. The seed of "persistence" gave it the fruit of victory and the spirit of perseverance. And the rabbit is lazy, and nothing is planted. The final result is of course that the tortoise won. This so-called "success only favors those who are diligent and persistent!" Their success also lies in "as you sow, so you reap".
When Liu Xiang stood on the podium of the world champion wearing the national flag. Westerners are surprised that such a yellow race can run out of12second 9 1 and become an Olympic champion. Of course, Liu Xiang was not a natural genius, but made unremitting efforts behind his victory. Through years of hard work, he finally reaped the fruits of hope. Isn't his success the embodiment of "as you sow, so you reap"? Everyone's life is a piece of land. If you plant flowers on the land, you will reap a fragrant life. If you plant green trees on it, you will reap lush life. On the contrary, if you plant laziness in this land, you will reap a desolate life. Still the same sentence: "Give and you will get back".
The more you give, the more you get. Let's work hard together, sweat together, and look forward to harvesting fruits!
The teacher assigned an interesting homework, let's hand in an observation diary. I decided to plant a gourd. Today, we chose a small gourd. Dad cut the gourd, and my mother and I took out the gourd seeds and began to plant them.
The book says that seeds should be soaked in water at 45℃ 12 hour before they can be planted in the soil. Soak the gourd in water at eight in the morning. My mother asked me when I could take out the gourd seeds. "Eight o'clock in the evening." I didn't hesitate to answer, because one turn of the watch is 12 hours.
Gourd seeds are fluffy, so cute. I wonder what they will be like when they grow up. I once watched a TV called Huluwa. It was an old man who planted a gourd tree and seven gourds. Gourd is the color of rainbow. I am looking forward to it. Will my gourd be the same as his?
In the morning, gourd seeds are still floating on the water. In the afternoon, some seeds sank to the bottom of the water. I asked my mother, and her mother said, "Mature gourd seeds will sink when filled with water." . I see. Only then did I understand why the seeds sank.
I didn't expect to know a lot of knowledge and truth by soaking seeds. I like such interesting activities.
I'm looking forward to my little seeds settling down quickly and sprouting early.
Have you ever heard the song, "Where has the time gone ..." So, did you find a satisfactory answer while asking this question?
First of all, please don't be a giant in thought and a "pocket" in action.
Leonardo da vinci, a famous painter, dabbles in a wide range except fine arts, and can be said to be a recognized genius, but later generations found in his drafts that he always wrote: "Tell me, what have you done?" It can be seen that time is extremely important to him. In fact, it is not difficult to find that talent is directly proportional to time. If one day you make remarkable achievements, it means that your time is running out.
Action is like a bowl, and thought is the water in the bowl. The more actions, the bigger the bowl, the more meaningful it is, otherwise it will be in vain. Therefore, instead of dreaming unrealistic dreams, it is better to thoroughly remove the seeds of procrastination and put everything into action.
Secondly, don't suffer from morbid leisure: a beautiful tomorrow!
Someone once said, "Tomorrow will follow tomorrow, and there are so many tomorrows. I'll wait for tomorrow and everything will be in vain! " "Once people get used to the relaxed enjoyment brought by the slow pace, they will soon be derailed from the real world.
Do you also have the illusion that when you sleep, time passes quickly in a closed and open way, and you have no time to do anything; But in the library or classroom, it is very different. You are busy writing and worrying. Time is like a clever pet, walking slowly step by step. Maybe you will feel bored, but as soon as you leave these places, you will release your imprisonment, push your work to tomorrow, think about what "it will be finished tomorrow", be full of expectations for the future, and put them all at the bottom of the box. Time goes by with the times. When you turn to this expectation in another year, do you feel the same emotion?
Please stop at last and don't plant the seeds of procrastination.
Life is like a hard job, you can reap what you sow. In the meantime, you paralyze your brain by stalling, but it still doesn't help. You run or hide, but you can't escape the strikingly similar history. Some things are only zero times, or countless times, and so is procrastination. Unless you achieve something in the course of your work, this situation will continue.
So, if you don't want to give up, don't plant the seeds of procrastination, we can't afford it.
Mark Twain once commented on a character in the book: "Annie is one of the most popular children's images after Alice."
This Anne is the protagonist in Anne of Green Gables, a children's literature book written by Italian writer Montgomery.
Anne, who is lively and intelligent, is an orphan and adopted by the Marilla couple in Green Gables' farmhouse. As time went by, Anne grew up gradually. In order to take care of sick Marilla, she resolutely gave up her dream of going to college and stayed in this small village to become a rural teacher.
After reading this book, what impressed me most was the scene where Anne finally made a decision. In the process of her growth, the seeds of gratitude are quietly taking root. This pure and simple feeling deeply touched every reader's heart, and love came to life!
Time flies. In a blink of an eye, I grew from a babbling little girl to a sensible girl. 12 years, I learned a lot of knowledge, understood a lot of truth, and understood gratitude.
The day before Women's Day, I sat at my desk, replaying my mother's hard work in my mind like a movie, washing clothes, cooking, cleaning the house and helping me with my homework ... Tomorrow is my mother's holiday, so how can I give my mother a surprise? Looking back, I saw my mother's busy figure in the kitchen and suddenly had an idea.
The next day, just before dawn, I got up quietly, crept into the kitchen and began to prepare a "love" breakfast.
All right! The last process was successfully completed! Moving "love" to the dining table, I clapped my hands and looked at my "work" with satisfaction. How rich! There are red tomatoes, green cucumbers, fragrant milk, soft cakes and colorful fruit salads!
"Hua", mother is drawing the curtains. I hid behind the refrigerator and nervously rehearsed the lines of "official performance" in my head. After a while, my mother came over with a yawn, ready to start the first big thing every day-preparing breakfast for me. Suddenly, my mother's drowsiness suddenly "flew". ......
I ran to hug my mother and whispered in her ear, "Mom, you have worked hard, I love you!" " Please enjoy the' big meal' I prepared for you! "
My mother looked at me in surprise, with a smile on her mouth and a light flashing in her eyes. On weekdays, my eloquent mother was speechless! There are two words clearly written in the crystal tears-happiness!
Yes, it's just a little effort to cook a breakfast, but it's like this every year, every day. It's difficult to talk about nutrition collocation, and change the pattern from time to time to ensure that my little "stomach housekeeper" doesn't lose his temper. When we enjoy our parents' meticulous love with peace of mind every day, and even think that they are too broad and nagging, have we ever wondered whether our inner garden has begun to be barren and whether the seeds of gratitude have quietly drifted away?
Let's be a diligent gardener, sow the seeds of gratitude in our hearts, nourish with our heart and share the fruits of happiness with everyone!
I have a few mung beans in my hand and slowly plant them in a flowerpot. The seed lies comfortably in the soil, enjoying the mother's touch and care like a newborn. I'd rather observe this kind of hope growth than the plants that have already grown.
One tutorial class after another came like an avalanche, and gradually, I have forgotten those seeds that were once full of hope. A few days later, I suddenly thought of them, but suddenly, I lost confidence. I think they have faded because of neglect or lack of water. With a guilty heart, I walked to the flowerpots, only to see that they had actually broken out of the ground and grown to two or three centimeters high! I was so surprised that I quickly squatted down to appreciate it carefully. Those small white buds felt slippery, just like the delicate white skin of a newborn. I saw that the soil in the basin had cracked. I quickly took a small spoon, gently and carefully loosened the soil for them, and then poured some water, hoping that they would grow quickly.
I came to see them again after a rain. New green leaves have grown, but they are not as big as my thumb! The crystal beads of rain stopped on it, reflecting the clouds in the sky. Under the sunshine after the rain, the tiny veins on it are clearly visible, criss-crossing like pipes, constantly conveying nutrients for the growth of new buds. After going through the wind and rain, they will definitely become stronger.
Looking at their lovely appearance, I suddenly understand that these seeds are growing with hope from beginning to end. Even though their owners have "abandoned" them, they have never given up hope of breaking through the ground. I gently touched the green leaves, and the trembling appearance made people fondle it. The darkness and thick soil overhead can't resist the power of their growth after all, and this power is hope! What a lovely mung bean! What lovely mung bean sprouts!
Ask yourself, a little ashamed: I feel sorry for myself because of some setbacks, but I can't compare with these small seeds. I never want to lag behind others, but at the moment when the results were announced again, I saw that there seemed to be an insurmountable "gap" between myself and others. I am no longer the focus of attention, nor will I become the "miracle holder" in the mouth of my classmates as before. My self-confidence was finally shattered at that moment, and there seemed to be a dark and unbreakable "low-pressure air mass" around me, eroding my hope a little, and my feet no longer had the motivation to move forward.
I re-examine these bean sprouts, just like a long-term negative person suddenly sprouting a little flame of hope, so weak, swaying in the wind, but not blown out: "This bean sprout growing in the sun is really beautiful!"
In my mind, when I graduated from primary school, the class teacher told us: "Keep hope at all times and grow up hopefully like a seed." For an instant, I felt a tingle. I think the power of my long-lost hope is back!
Hope has grown in my heart again-like a seed, like a small mung bean sprout seed. "Like a seed, grow hopefully." I looked at the flowerpot again, and the seemingly weak but tenacious seeds were growing hopefully in the sun. ...
Various sub-composers 1 1 beginner erhu, I am full of pride: I must pass 10 level! It is deeply planted in my heart like a seed, giving me strength and urging me to forge ahead; Another example is the wheat field moistened by the spring rain, which is green and full of hope.
While sorting out the newly added flowerpots on the balcony, my mother said that it is not easy to learn piano for three years and flute for five years, and an erhu is broken! I looked up with a smile, a face of disdain.
Hold the bow and chord well, be familiar with phoneme, frame position and practice fingering hard.
Press and knead, dig and knead, slide and knead, roll, constantly correct, and repeat.
Ear, gradually blurred the scale; Waist, also straight up; The arm is sore and difficult to lift; Refers to the heart, low-paying jobs to pain. Can't tell whether it's sweat or tears.
I will never go to erhu class happily again. As the teacher said at the beginning, not everyone is suitable for learning erhu. Maybe the original choice was a mistake, so I'd better give up early ... but I really can't talk.
My mother turned a blind eye to my struggling choice. She does housework, practices yoga every day, and is calm and calm.
One morning, my mother called me anxiously: "Come and see!" " It turned out that the seeds in the flowerpot on the balcony sprouted. I was in a daze and wanted to go back to my room, but my mother said, "Don't you think you should try to see?"
Oh, it turns out that my precious dill has sprouted! A few brown leaves curled up and floated obliquely on the soil, so tired and delicate, and so strong and resolute. A slender rhizome proudly holds a leaf bud, swaying slightly in the spring breeze, as if announcing the birth of a new life.
This is really a miracle! A few days ago, a humble seed, how to absorb desperately, accumulate strength, squeeze through the soil to rush out of the darkness and enjoy the warm sunshine in spring! I was deeply shocked and couldn't help saying, "All growth is a difficult transformation, and all learning is a long journey with heavy burdens!" " "
Mother listened, but smiled, smiling as beautiful as a flower.
/kloc-Class 0/2 has many "kings". Today I want to talk about the "honest" king of our class.
An "honest" king is honest and has to be admired.
Because he often talks in class and is bored, the teacher transferred him to my side and became my deskmate. During class, I didn't stop for a moment. I couldn't hear the teacher's lecture, so I fought with him below.
I stepped on his foot and he gave me a rude reply. In this way, I have been fighting with him in class. As a result, the teacher found out, criticized me and made me blush.
After class, I gave him a hard look and gnashed my teeth and said, "If you dare to say a word in class, you will die." He blinked his watery eyes on purpose and nodded casually. Hey, this guy must have heard me in class.
The next class is Chinese. This guy really didn't talk, and I was secretly pleased. Now I can listen to the teacher with peace of mind! He stood up when the teacher asked him to answer the question.
Huh? He can do this problem, too? Progress!
But this guy didn't say a word, and I was so anxious to sit there. I wrote the answer on paper and handed it to him, but he still didn't say a word. The teacher walked up to him with a sullen face and hit him with a stick. "Quick answer, are you dumb?" Answer the questions quickly and don't waste everyone's time! "
I stepped on him hard and he looked at me and said nothing. In this way, until the class was over, he heard the bell ring and ran to the teacher and said, "Teacher, I'm not allowed to talk in class at the same table." I saw him hugging the teacher with a few tears in his big eyes. Boy, the acting is quite realistic.
I couldn't wait to drag him back and beat him up. I just told him not to talk nonsense in class, not to say that the teacher was not allowed to answer questions! Fortunately, the teacher defended me.
Alas, this "honest" king deskmate really makes me laugh and cry, but I also know that just ignore him. He plays his game and I learn mine. Let's stay out of it!
If God gave me a seed to plant anything, I would plant an entrance.
I am sending WeChat to my friends. He said: "I went to the Louvre in France, where there are many things!" " ""oh? What good things? "I asked." Ah! Listen, there is a Frenchman ... "He paused here." I also saw China cultural relics made of ceramics. It's really weird. "This news reminds me of what the teacher told us before. When the British and French allied forces invaded the Yuanmingyuan, they wantonly burned, looted and robbed countless treasures ... This scene seems to appear in front of my eyes. The destruction of Yuanmingyuan and the loss of cultural relics are undoubtedly great losses.
Suddenly there was a white light in my eyes. "ah! This dazzling light! " I dare not open my eyes, but I vaguely see an elderly man standing in front of me. "Old man, who are you?" I cried, "I am God. Do you want a seed that can grow anything? " I said excitedly, "Yes! I want to plant a portal! " "ok!" The white light flashed, and a seed engraved with Oracle Bone Inscriptions fell in front of me.
I picked up this seed, walked out of the room, walked out of the house and came to the garden of the community. I looked around and didn't find a square centimeter of open space. At this time, I accidentally released my hand and the seed fell to the ground. With a whoosh, the seed became a portal. I was so happy that I went in.
I teleported to a small town, which was quite different from the ancient town I imagined. I asked around and knew it should be the Shang Dynasty. This is the most developed period of bronzes. I can take many beautiful bronzes back! In this way, we can carry forward the ancient culture of China, make up for the loss of Yuanmingyuan, and earn a lot of money!
I came to a bronze shop and hid in a hidden place. The craftsman just took out a freshly baked bronze ware when suddenly someone called, "Lao Li, Lao Wang next door asked you to go out and help!" " ""oh! " The craftsman said and went out. I came out as soon as I saw the opportunity, grabbed the bronze ware and ran out. Look at that appliance. Use it when drinking. "Who are you? What are you doing? "Someone shouted. I quickly ran out of the house and jumped into the portal ...
It's the same phone call! After such a scene, I couldn't react at the moment. It took me a while to realize that this was just a daydream!
If we want to carry forward the national culture and make China strong, we must rely on practical actions. It's no use dreaming. Let's make contributions to our motherland with our own practical actions!