Diligence and thrift are the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation. However, I don't know when waste has become a means for people to prove their wealth.
With the continuous progress of society and the continuous development of science and technology, some people mistakenly think that they have wasted their capital wantonly. Facts have proved that this idea is actually wrong. No matter how rich we are, we should inherit the fine traditions of the Chinese nation and remember thrift. The arrival of natural and man-made disasters always causes great losses to people, but what is even more distressing is that the seemingly insignificant waste on the Chinese-style "leftovers feast" table is enough to shock everyone's heart. When we are sitting in the restaurant enjoying ourselves, have you ever wondered how many people have devoted themselves to these delicious foods? When you don't care about the leftovers on the table and don't want to pack them, do you think that some children starve to death in remote mountainous areas and in some parts of the earth? China wastes as much as 50 billion kilograms of food on the dining table every year, which is close to one tenth of the country's total grain output, equivalent to 200 million people's annual food or rations. Faced with such shocking figures, how can people's hearts not be touched at all?
Nowadays, in most people's minds, not everything you buy can be wasted. In school alone, similar situations are not uncommon: the bucket for pouring rice is full of untouched food, the faucet for washing hands is always on, and the hot water in the cup is used to warm hands, and it is poured out as soon as it is cold ... This situation is really heartbreaking. Although these things seem to have nothing to do with our interests, they are actually valuable resources on the earth. If we waste a little, we will have less. Therefore, we should be frugal and save the earth.
Some people may say that with a population of 654.38+0.3 billion, how can everyone be frugal? Indeed, we can't control other people's thoughts and direct their actions, but we can start from ourselves, be strict with ourselves and do our part to save.
As a middle school student, I can do little for others, but I can do my own thing and do what I can. Finish all the food on your plate, turn off the dripping tap, turn off the lights when you go out ... really be diligent and start with me.
Hold up a blue lantern, spread a piece of rice paper, and click silence. The old begonia tree outside the window shook the stars and shattered the shadows. I have a special company in this long night.
Near the night of the exam, the lights in the dull room are dense. The old begonia tree dances in the wind. Dad pushed the door into the room, sat aside and explained my doubts carefully. I answered them seriously. The draft paper was piled as high as a mountain, and the beautiful Chinese characters were written horizontally, which made me understand. If dad is in my notebook, it will be accompanied by the fragrance of begonia flowers. That night was no longer boring, that question was no longer confusing, that light was no longer monotonous, and everything was added with special colors. Every night, my father is always with me. Isn't this a special company?
Flowers bloom and fall on the old begonia tree, which has become a special scene in my heart. Petals are fluttering, winter goes and spring comes, and my heart is full of white flowers. Flowers, like snow, fall to the ground, but they are less bleak and more elegant. There is a special kind of company.
In the evening, I fell into the fire of homework again. My father knocked lightly on the door and sent an orange into the room. I immediately put it in my mouth, and a sour feeling came to my mind. I spit it out and shouted sour. My father took the oranges out of the room. My mouth said, "it's so sour, give it back to me!" " After a while, I finished my homework and ate snacks in the living room. My father is peeling oranges. "Come and eat oranges!" ""Didn't I tell you that it was sour? Don't eat! "I answered impatiently." They are all sweet. I have tasted it. "Three plates of oranges are neatly placed in front of us. Suddenly, my eyes were moist. It turns out that dad has been peeling oranges and dividing them into sweet and sour ones just to give me that sweet orange. Tasting oranges that are no longer sour, my heart is a little warmer and sweeter. Isn't this a special company? Outside the window, the old begonia tree is littered with white flowers, simple and elegant, like the company my father gave me, unusual and special.
Among the countless lamps I have seen, one is unique. It is not as bright as a street lamp, but it is more useful than a street lamp. It can illuminate people's hearts, but it can't illuminate anywhere.
Six years of primary school is a very relaxed and happy six years. Playing with friends, I am not nervous or worried about my study. Happy times always pass quickly, and six years will soon pass, and I will be reluctant to part with them.
I still remember the last party before graduation-graduation ceremony. The head teacher and several teachers took turns to give us the last speech. Several teachers laughed, but they told us a lot with earnest hearts. In fact, we all know that teachers always hope that we can make progress and surpass ourselves.
Teacher Zhang, the head teacher, also gave us a book and a notebook. Books don't repeat, everyone's are different, and they are carefully selected by teachers. An hour passed, and the last class given to us by several teachers was over.
With the last bell of primary school, we graduated. After school, we seldom take the initiative to stay and clean. After cleaning, a group of students decided to go to the nearby shopping mall to play together, so I went together.
When we arrived at the mall, we put down our schoolbags and immediately began to play wildly as usual. You chased me and laughed together. This is really a great pleasure. Later, we went to play Escape from the Chamber of Secrets. I said I was going to play, but I still chatted together. The quiet and gloomy atmosphere in the secret room was also changed by our words.
At this time, someone suggested that everyone say a word to inspire others. I can't help but think of a sentence I read in a book before, "There is no end to struggle, and any time is the starting point!" After a circle, nearly ten different words have left footprints in our hearts. At this time, our hearts are all excited and boiling.
After a while, we went home.
What teachers and classmates said when they graduated, and their comments, have always been the lamp in my heart, and it is also the most difficult one to put out.
Dark clouds hung over the waning moon, revealing a faint light. The cold wind blew violently, arousing the pain in my heart.
She, an optimistic and generous girl, has such a good relationship with me that even I don't believe that she is still her now.
I still remember when she first arrived in our class, her enthusiasm and cheerfulness were no less than anyone else's. The students like her very much, too. Out of affection for her, I also unconsciously became good friends and partners with her.
However, a few months later, in a trance, I saw a completely transformed her, recalling the bits and pieces of the past, and we were all vivid. But now, it has become a wisp of smoke floating in the wind. She has changed so fast that I don't even feel like someone I know. She became very introverted and never came into contact with others. My impression of you has faded.
One bleak night, I was walking in the street, and the cold moonlight shone on me, and I felt sad from time to time. "Why did she do that?" At this moment, I was just like the person who shone the previous month. Loneliness, loneliness. I took a closer look and it turned out to be her!
I walked over to her, "You ..." She turned her head when she heard the voice. The wind messed up her black hair, and the moonlight shone on her thin face and weak pupils, still looking at me sadly. "What's the matter with you? How did you become like this? " She kept silent and didn't speak. I stood there motionless and vaguely heard her sobbing. Full of grievances. There was silence everywhere except her crying.
Later, I learned that her parents divorced and her life was not smooth, which made her gradually depressed to this extent.
Please let me send you a bright moon, which illuminates the night. With the brilliance of the moon, you can light the way forward.
Thought of here, I couldn't help but burst into tears and looked up at the moon again. The dark clouds cleared away, followed by a bright and white full moon. At that time, I saw that person in the moonlight, it was her.
She is going to study elsewhere. ...
Years have left mottled memories, and we all have a new life, a new environment and new friends.
Let me send you a bright moon, the moonlight is like water. I hope the moonlight can wash away the dust in your heart like water, forget all the unhappiness in the past and be yourself again.
The fifth part of the excellent composition of the eighth grade can share joys and sorrows, but it can't suffer losses and can't be friends; Can * * * bitter, can't share joys and sorrows, not friends. Sharing a grain of rice equally is definitely a friend; People who share a bad thing with two people are not necessarily friends; A man with a knife hidden in his smile; Definitely not friends.
What is a friend? Friends are people who can talk to each other; Friends are people who won't teach you to do bad things; A friend is someone who works hard with you.
When making friends, you should pay attention to your heart, not your appearance, but your life, not just for you, but how to treat others. Making a bosom friend is sometimes as fast as lightning, but sometimes it takes more than 100 years of Feng Xue.
A bosom friend is water in fire; It is a boat in the water and an umbrella in the wind. A fair-weather friend is oil in fire and ice in water; There is rain in the wind. Do you want bosom friends or fair-weather friends?
Time flies, and the 20-day winter vacation has passed quickly. In this short and happy holiday, there is an interesting thing that I can't forget, that is, playing Kongming Lantern with my family.
On the fourth night of the first month, we played at grandma's house. I felt bored and suggested, "Let's put on Kongming lanterns!" "good!" No problem, everyone. Put on Kongming lanterns!
I came outside, tore open the packaging bag of Kongming Lantern, scattered Kongming Lantern, inflated it, and inflated the whole Kongming Lantern. I took out a piece of wax and hung it under Kongming's lantern. OK! Everything is ready, only the ignition is needed!
I took out my lighter, clicked, and the fire ignited, but it was quickly blown out by the wind. I went behind the wall and tried again. All right! The flame licked the wax block, and after a long time, the wax block was ignited, flashing a small blue flame. Then, a corner of the wax block is burned, and then the whole wax block is ignited. Look at the others, hey! I saw that some of them were completely embarrassed and coughed repeatedly; Some are very anxious and don't know what to do; Others seem to have answers with a smile! The best is my father, whose Kongming lantern is bulging high and ready to fly. And mine is still flat, no progress. I asked him for advice, and he said, "If you want to fill the Kongming Lantern with hot air, you have to buckle it on the ground so that the hot air won't overflow." After that, he gently held the Kongming lantern high, and the lantern staggered into the sky and soon became a little star in the night sky. I did the same thing, hey! It's amazing! Soon, my Kongming lantern was full of hot air and fluttered gently, and it had the strength to fly directly into the sky. When I lifted it, my hand was released and it staggered into the sky. Then, everyone's lanterns were launched one after another, only to see them stagger and stumble like drunk, and finally barely ascend to heaven; Or like a big fat man, flushed and bullish, riding the wind and really rushing into the night sky, bon voyage. With one exception, my sister's Kongming lantern was hung on a branch, and soon she "set herself on fire".
At this time, my mother suggested, "Why don't we tie some lanterns together?" "yes! Give it a try! " Do it. I found double-sided tape and glued five lanterns together. Everyone gathered around, waxing this and lighting that, and doing their own jobs. "Well, get up!" With his father's command, the huge Kongming Lantern took off. However, because there are five lanterns, the strength of the five people is of course different, and the firepower of the five lanterns is also different, so that during the launch, the five lanterns quickly rotated several times, swinging from side to side, top-heavy, and almost all stood up at one time. This "conjoined twins" thrilling "performance" made us all sweat, and our hearts were in our throats. Several people looked up and chased it for fear that it would fall. Gradually, it flies higher and higher. In the night sky, five Kongming lanterns are like the same dragon, sometimes bared their teeth, and sometimes majestic and spectacular.
In ancient times, Kongming Lantern was a tool to convey information, but today, it is the carrier of people's wishes. I looked at the flying lanterns of Kongming, silently praying and wishing. ...
Life is a gem, and only when it is carved can it shine; Life is more like a rainbow. Only after the baptism of wind and rain, can we bloom beautiful lights. Life is actually very short, just like quicksand sliding through your fingers, just like Haiyan passing through the sea without leaving a trace. What should we do in this short and limited time?
How do you live? Some people say: "Life is to enjoy, earn a lot of money and live a life of luxury." Some people also said, "You should devote yourself to the country and the people all your life and work for life." Yes! In life, we should not only make ourselves live well, but also make ourselves live worthily.
What is life like? Life is a train, and its destination is always only one-death. Will not give up halfway, and will not extend the "journey." And along the way, there are happiness and sadness; Sweet and salty; There are points and combinations. The scenery along this road is beautiful and ugly; There are clear skies and storms in Wan Li. Some people's trains stop early, others stop late, but they will stop eventually.
How to live a wonderful life? A good circus must have good actors, a good stage and life, and so on. A wonderful life can only be created by yourself, not by others. Wonderful at the same time, it also has its unique value and aesthetic feeling.
There is no good or bad in life, no good or evil, no impurities, everything is created by ourselves. Your own life belongs only to yourself; Your own road, always just a person to go on!
Eight volumes of excellent composition in grade eight have finally been written. This composition is the highlight, so you must work harder. But the composition topic gives me a headache. I have written this type of composition countless times. Why again? Can't it be something new? You can complain, but you can't do it without writing. The composition of 30 points must be grasped. Write what? I continue to think hard.
Five minutes have passed, 10 minutes have passed. Seeing that other students began to write in succession, I was even more anxious. Look up at the clock-God, there are only 30 minutes left, how can you write a decent composition in such a short time! Sigh.
Suddenly, there was the sound of knocking on the table. I am even more excited, and the nameless fire comes out of my heart. Glancing at it in disgust, it turned out to be my deskmate. I was about to denounce him, but he looked at me as if he had something to say to me. "What are you doing? Are you bored? " I said coldly, and then continued to conceive my composition.
But the deskmate is still "indomitable" knocking on the table. Helpless, I turned my head and faced him. "What are you doing? Say. " Hearing this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then said slowly, "I saw you sitting there dumbfounded, and I knew you couldn't think of the theme." Think about what happened around you until every detail, every action, every word. Only in this way can you write a good composition with true feelings. Not much writing, let's cheer together. "Listen, I lost most of my irritability and anger and gradually calmed down. Thinking about my deskmate's words and looking at his clear eyes, my heart can't help trembling: how precious the last 30 minutes in the examination room are, including writing and review. But my deskmate thinks of me and gives me advice. ...
Thought of here, a warm current welled up in my heart. I immediately had a theme in my mind-just write it! Carefully consider the sentences and describe the details of each deskmate in place, and you will certainly be able to write well! The scene just now repeats itself in my mind like a movie. Actions and words are so sincere that I can't help but be moved, and my nose is a little sour.
When I lifted the pen, I felt more confident and didn't hesitate just now. The pen tip dances on the test paper, which shows the simplicity of the same table. The afternoon sunshine spilled down like a piece of broken gold, plating a golden halo on the deskmate. In my heart, it is a perfect friendship to be moved and integrated with the sincerity of my deskmate.
A person has half a life with thoughts, and a complete life with thoughts and dreams.
I have seen birds flying in the sunny blue sky since I was a child, so I made up my mind to be an astronaut when I grow up, flying in the universe higher and deeper than the sky and walking on various planets. But I know it is not easy to be an astronaut in space, so I will use my spare time every day to learn some knowledge about the universe, understand all the conditions necessary to be an astronaut, and exercise my body well in order to become a qualified astronaut.
However, in the journey of life, there will be countless obstacles on the road. Only when you fall there and stand up again will you move on and grow.
In the third grade of primary school, because of the heavy academic burden, sometimes I have to give up my original plan because of the mountain-high homework. By the end of the semester, my study pressure was even greater, and I began to give up my dream of being an astronaut.
At the weekend, I got a rare rest time, but I remembered my previous plan and had to start to understand the universe again. Unconsciously, the sun has blocked half of the light, and there are two sides of light and darkness in the sky. I keep recalling a voice in my heart: I already hate this kind of life, why should I sit here and waste my precious time?
At this moment, grandma came. He saw me sitting on the table, reading a book, and I was upset, so he kindly came over and touched my head and asked, "grandson, what's wrong with you?" "Grandma, I suddenly don't want to be an astronaut. I want to give up my dream. " I put down my book and said impatiently with my chin in my hand. "What is ice like?" Grandma suddenly said a digression. "solid." I was puzzled, turned to look at my grandmother and replied. "Then he will melt, just like the dream disappeared. How can it be and always exist? " Grandma smiled mysteriously and asked another question. Insist on providing living conditions for ice. "I answered truthfully. Suddenly, I suddenly understood the meaning of grandma's smile. "Grandma, I see. I won't give up my dream! "Then I picked up a book to study.
I have found my own answer, and I will continue to pursue my dream. I won't be confused again, and I won't give up again, because I understand that when chasing dreams, I can't worry, I have to follow the steps step by step. Because the bigger the dream, the more time it takes. I decided to continue this dream until it comes true. This is called chasing dreams.