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After several days of unremitting efforts and struggle, the biggest battle of this semester-the final exam is finally over. When I calm down and review the blog road in the past two years, countless sighs come to my mind together. It was really Brother Lu along the way, and I was the one who sang loudly.
I sing my dream, and you inspire me to go forward.
July 25th, 2009, a day I will never forget. On this day, I started my own blog when I was about to enter the second grade, and my first dream after starting my blog was to put my articles on my blog and wear eye-catching little red flowers like other students who started blogging early. With the help of my mother, I began to work confidently. After three days of hard work, four articles suddenly appeared on my blog. Surprisingly, two articles got the little red flower the next day. The feeling of joy is really like a holiday. New dreams come one after another, writing more blog posts and getting more red flowers, and making contributions to winning the scholarly classroom. The article was published, the red flowers increased, the holiday ended, the dream came true, and the "warm nest" in our class really became a scholarly classroom. While tasting the joy, I turned my envious eyes to ""and "the crown of the rich wrist" and had a dream of getting ""as a rich wrist as soon as possible before the fifth grade. I didn't expect to wait for such a long time until the summer vacation of 20 10, and I didn't expect Bo's wish to be realized one year in advance. But I know in my heart that in the days of expectation and waiting, it is these dreams that give me the courage to overcome inertia and setbacks, so I will sing for the dream that gives me the courage to move forward.
I sing and read, and you fill my wings.
Last summer vacation, I took part in the circle proposition composition activity and wrote "The Story of Me and Books", which tells the story that I became a "bookworm" in the experience of listening to, eating and tearing books. Until now, I still love reading so much. I go to Xinhua Bookstore with my parents almost every weekend and buy more books before I go. My books have gradually increased, from the initial picture books to pinyin books, to children's books now, from domestic enlightenment masterpieces to foreign masterpieces, and now to popular masterpieces, close to more than 500. My two bookcases are almost full, so I can read. Whenever I have time or strength, I will pick up a book and flip through it. Even as Ouyang Gong said, I will read on "immediately", "on the pillow" and "on the toilet". I read books before going out by car, sleeping and going to the toilet. The reason why I love reading so much, I think, is not only influenced by my parents' love of reading, but also because I have learned knowledge, increased my knowledge and gained happiness in reading. Every time I read a book, I can not only accumulate many good words and sentences, but also think about the joys and sorrows of thousands of years, and I am inspired by the dialogue with the protagonist in the book. Slowly, I not only understand why the articles written by brothers and sisters such as Sa Zhihao and Bai Yunpiaoer are always so good, but also deeply understand the reasons for the rapid improvement of my writing ability. The language of the articles has become vivid, the vocabulary has become rich, and my thinking has become broader and deeper, which is related to reading. It is extensive reading that keeps the wings of writing full. As Teacher Cheng Xiao said, "If you insist on reading two articles for 15 minutes every day, you will find that you are' full of knowledge' after half a year. What if we persist for one year, three years, five years or ten years? You are a great scholar, so I will sing and read, and I will continue to study hard as always.
I sing about friendship, and you give me the dew that permeates my soul.
When I first started blogging, whenever my parents helped me upload my blog, I began to expect comments from bloggers, but I was looking forward to it. There are almost no other bloggers except Mr. Ma, the class teacher, and my classmates. Look at other people's blogs, there are always many bloggers leaving comments. Why is the difference so big? I don't understand, is it because the blog time is too short, but after a while, my blog. Just when I was wondering, my father's words made me understand the reason. "Come here and don't be rude. You don't comment on other people's blogs. Can anyone come? " I began to comment on other people's blogs. Sure enough, my blog became more lively, I began to add more friends, and I began to gain friendship. 20 10 in may, I joined the "composition connection" and actively participated in the interactive exchange of self-evaluation and mutual evaluation before I really realized the meaning of "communication is the life of a blog" mentioned by a small town teacher. I gained more friendship and got to know more teachers, parents and classmates. I can't forget the letter "Planting Beautiful Fairy Tales" written by Aunt Xue Fei, and I can't forget all of you. I always cherish the friendship gained in this exchange and interaction, adhere to the principle of return visit, learn the excellent articles of bloggers in time and actively recommend them, and offer sincere comments and encouragement to newly opened bloggers. Every weekend and holiday, as long as time permits, I try to send greetings to bloggers. This is the case today, and I will continue to make greater efforts to make this exchange and interaction more timely in singing friendship.
I sing hard, and you describe the scenery of my wonderful life.
Some people say that writing articles is a hard work and a happy thing. Looking at the 136 articles uploaded in the blog and the dribs and drabs written in the diary, I deeply understand the meaning of this sentence after reviewing my blog experience for more than two years. Open the blog post "Flying Happy with You" that I wrote when I received the first prize and books. The bitterness that makes me cry like rain, the joy that makes me smile, the acid that makes me jealous, and the sweetness that makes my honey into my heart are all vivid. It is children's nature to love to play, but not only do they have less time to play after starting to blog, but also it takes hours to write an article because of their limited literacy and slow writing speed. In the face of parents' encouragement and praise, I don't know how many times I shed tears of excitement and injustice. In the second semester of grade two, after I transferred from my original class, I couldn't even get the little red flower. Due to the low level of the article, I failed to get the "XXT recommendation". At that time, I could only experience the taste of hard work in obscurity. If my mother hadn't kept reminding me and silently supported me, I doubted whether I could persist. But I am very excited to see these blog posts written by myself today, which record my growth happiness, reading comprehension, travel notes and other articles, because I not only shared my growth happiness, reading comprehension and travel experience with bloggers, but also described wonderful moments while improving my writing ability, leaving a precious growth record for myself. Therefore, I should not only appreciate my efforts, but also sing for them and continue to describe the wonderful scenery of life.
The honor is exciting and the past is emotional, but I know that this honor is not only a summary and affirmation of yesterday, but also the starting point of today's struggle, and it also puts forward higher requirements and new responsibilities. I will cherish this honor.