Looking for the shadow of summer in the morning dew, I found camphor leaves all over the ground, green, red and gorgeous summer colors. It suddenly occurred to me that the date on the calendar has passed beginning of autumn in the lunar calendar! Autumn? But I still fell asleep with the frog, but there was still bright sunshine in the afternoon, but I still didn't find the shadow of summer.
Like gorgeous summer leaves, I look for the summer figure in the summer sunshine, but I fall on the footsteps of autumn early. Go through four seasons and come to the next summer.
Oh, summer is always in my heart! The brightest sunshine is always with me. Even if there is a bleak autumn, how can life always be proud? Imagine life as a mountain.
The scenery on the top of the mountain is of course the beauty we are pursuing, but there is always a downhill road behind this beauty. It may be winding and rugged, and it may be full of thorns, but if there is no such road, how can we reach the next mountain top to enjoy the new and perhaps more beautiful scenery? Bon voyage is by no means what travelers seek. A little accident, a little adventure, a little * * *, a little color, is what makes you travel to glad you came, and this life is full of fun! Even in the cold winter, Chimonanthus praecox still exudes fragrance.
Although the flowers in the greenhouse are charming and moving, when can we dance with the snow and create a beautiful myth in the white world? Only after experiencing the cold wintersweet can we stretch our proud branches and write down the perseverance that has been praised since ancient times in the lonely season! Life needs such perseverance. In the face of difficulties, hold your head high, don't flinch easily, try to learn from wintersweet and write down your perseverance in the cold season.
Adventurer's trip is to find an oasis in the deserted desert, and the hard-won joy is worth being included in the journey of life. Even if there is a brief helplessness in spring, the pace of time will not end in the season when flowers bloom and grass grow and warblers fly.
Why not let go smartly and welcome a better spring next year? There are many helpless things, just like a traveling train will not stop at a scenic spot, because there will be more beautiful scenery waiting for us at the next stop. Gains and losses in life, as well as the open-mindedness of "not being happy with things, not being sad for ourselves", can help us find what is really worth cherishing. Autumn, winter and spring have passed, where is my summer? The road we are looking for is very difficult, but I know that the bright sunshine will be in the next season. Along the way, like this summer leaf, I will travel through the four seasons with unfinished dreams, return to the dream season, complete unfinished dreams and find new ones.
Today is my happiest day because my weekly summary has four stars, ranking first in my class. You know, this is the first time I won the first prize in the weekly summary. How excited I am!
I ran home happily and told grandma the good news. My grandmother is very happy, too. Then, my grandmother said to me, "Being the first is like running. You are in the lead for the time being, but your class is like a cloud. If you don't work hard and slow down, they will overtake you. At that time, your first' throne' will be taken away by others. "
After listening to my grandmother's words, I finally understand that my grandmother usually wants me to do more homework and read more books. I must not slow down my pace, I must keep saying to myself, come on! Keep moving!
In the morning, the bright sunshine poured in from the window and cast a bright and warm shadow on the floor.
Teddy the dog crawled in with graceful steps. He must have come to sunbathe. Sure enough, it lay on the sunny "bath bed", rolled twice, turned its belly upside down and enjoyed the warm sunshine comfortably.
Suddenly, Teddy's ears opened back and his nose purred in horror. Then he jumped to the floor, scratching his front paws and arching his head. It turned out that he had found an "unknown dog". When he lay down, the "unknown dog" also lay down. When it stood up, the "unknown dog" also stood up.
It jumped on the unknown dog, and the unknown dog didn't hide. Teddy tried his best to catch it, but he couldn't catch it with all his strength, making Teddy sneeze.
The sun slowly went away, and the shadow on the ground disappeared. Angry Teddy finally calmed down. He sniffed around the room, trying to find the unknown dog. Can turn twice, nothing, so we have to go back to the dog house to chew bones.
Look, is my teddy bear cute? I thought my own shadow was an unknown dog. Today, my sister bought me a diary.
I took a look. There are beautiful color pictures on it. I think: make up a story with the pictures in the diary, then you don't want to use anything else in the diary. Then I started making up stories. The content is: Once upon a time, there were two little foxes, one named Ali and the other named Peach.
One is Ali who likes playing basketball and football, and the other is Tao Zi who likes listening to music, reading and sleeping. When they were born together, they became closest friends. Children, do you know where Ali and Peach lived when they were children? They live in a small wooden stake.
One afternoon, after Ali and Peach finished lunch, they couldn't walk out of the stake without their parents' permission. One day, Peach said to herself, "I really want to go to my secret garden!" " "However, Peach was afraid that her mother would get angry and ruin her secret garden, so she didn't dare to go. When Ali saw her sister so sad, she thought something upset her.
Ali asked, "Sister, why are you crying so sad?" Peach said, "I want to go to my secret garden, but my mother won't allow it." Then Ali told his sister what he thought.
So, the peach slipped out of the stake with Ali's idea ... After the story is over, can you guess how beautiful this picture is? I've wanted to be a policeman since I was sensible (20 100320 Weekly). Because I like them to wear straight clothes and pistols around their waist, they were like "gods" in my eyes at that time.
They can protect the people and protect myself. However, I don't like this profession gradually, because I don't think it suits me.
When I was in the second grade of primary school, the head teacher was Miss Ding. She is the only guzheng teacher in our school. She often plays the guzheng for us. That's when I became interested in it. I learned it on impulse, and my mother supported it. I practiced for four years. Although I practice every day, I am also very happy. Pupils write my ideals (20 100320 Weekly). Now that I have passed Grade 8, I thought at that time, I want to be a musician in musical instruments and show my elegance on the stage.
At that time, I liked guzheng very much, but now with the growth of age, the improvement of grade and the increase of homework, my spare time is getting less and less. I decided to put the guzheng aside and stop learning it.
When I heard that, you probably thought I had some kittens fishing for cats! But I know that no matter what my ideal is, I will study hard now. Sitting alone on the wooden swing in the forest, I don't know how comfortable it is. The wind is blowing, and there is infinite freshness floating from my face. The fallen leaves fluttered on the swing, on my head and knees ... just as I was enjoying everything that nature gave me, I was surprised to find that I suddenly became very small. The swing shook and threw me through a gap. I thought it would break into pieces, but the grass could bear it.
It was not until I gained a foothold that I breathed a little sigh of relief. I trudged aimlessly in the grass. At this time, a group of ant soldiers carried food in front of my eyes. Driven by curiosity, I followed them. With them, I met many other insects along the way. Whether they are crawling on the ground with wings or six feet, they will greet each other warmly, but their marching team will not stop. I have been quietly following behind, looking for opportunities to integrate into the team.
At this time, the ant in front suddenly stopped, and when you look carefully, it turned out to be a river. I think they will be very anxious and at a loss.
But after only about five minutes, the team began to move. I don't think bugs have human wisdom after all, so they have to make a detour. But I was wrong.
When the fallen leaves floated on the river, I suddenly realized when I saw it here. So I had to sit on "Ye Zhou" with trepidation. The ant at the helm looks very sophisticated. I sat nervously on the "Ye Zhou" for half an hour, and all the ants on the boat became familiar with me. Pupils wrote "Insect World in My Eyes" ().
When I got off the boat, I saw another scene in the forest. There are no low shrubs, no towering trees, only flat grasslands and gorgeous flowers. The worker ants stopped in front of a hidden hole. There are many ants coming in and out of the cave, including workers who go out to work, explorers who come back from outside, and other insects who come to flee.
I looked around and found that there were a large number of insects here, which was very noisy. The worker ants I just met on the "Ye Zhou" are now looking at other companions. They wander around me and look around me.
I bravely accepted the kindness of the ants. They showed me around the cave, and everything in it was in good order. I forgot my troubles, and I became smaller. I am very happy with these enthusiastic ants.
I wish I were an ant. I get pleasure from reading and like rain.
I did my homework for half a day on Saturday. I'm going out to relax, and then I'll write it when I come back. I walked alone on the village road. Walking, a small animal crawling slowly caught my eye. When I looked carefully, it turned out to be a small snail. It suddenly occurred to me that I want to walk with this little snail. So I had to walk slowly because I was afraid of this one. That little snail is so far away from me. I pushed it back, but it still crawled slowly. I urged it, I bluffed, I blamed it, and the snail looked at me apologetically, as if to say, "I tried my best!" " "Snails can't climb fast, but they still climb. In order to get where it wants to go, in order to complete the goals set for itself. What's our goal? How do we achieve these goals? Snail achieved its goal by its own efforts and the spirit of never giving up. We should learn the spirit of snails to achieve our goals! Life often gives people inspiration, however, life will not take the initiative to send "inspiration" to your door. Life goes on according to its own appearance and laws, and everyone has the right to get inspiration from it. It gives everyone a chance, but the question is whether we can find inspiration from it. People who are diligent in thinking, in a sense, are those who try to find inspiration-looking for it with unsolved problems.
5. Write a weekly diary of about 400 words. As usual, I began to change my weekly diary. Suddenly, I found a short and messy weekly diary. Whose is this? How dare you write a weekly diary like this! Turning to the cover, I couldn't help being taken aback. It turned out that she got excellent grades in the class.
Can't be wrong? Yes, that's her. Suddenly, a burst of anger came to my mind.
How can she be so perfunctory? Can't be tolerated. As the class representative kept a diary, I said to him, "Go and call her."
But I waited all afternoon, but I didn't see her. So I'm even angrier. How can a good student in my mind be like this? The next day, it coincided with Chinese morning reading.
When I walked into the classroom and looked around, I saw her hand me a weekly diary and a letter. So I didn't say anything.
Finally, class is over, and I can't wait to get back to the office. I opened the letter and suddenly understood. It turned out that because of the contradiction between her parents, she was so sad that she could no longer concentrate on her studies.
In order to cope with the errand, she wrote down yesterday's weekly diary. In the letter, she asked the teacher for forgiveness and asked me to give advice on her current situation because she was at a loss.
I felt so guilty that I opened her weekly diary. Yesterday's weekly diary was torn up by her and replaced by a neat and rich weekly diary. While rejoicing, I can't help feeling sorry: why did she tear it up? Because at the back of that weekly diary, I wrote a comment, "learning is a persistent thing, and there can be no slack and perfunctory."
I asked her during recess, and she said, "I tore up that page of weekly diary and made it into a bookmark, so that it can spur me forever." I was speechless for a moment.
Whenever I attend class, I will feel a pair of more focused eyes; Whenever I change my diary, I can feel a more sincere heart. The distance between teachers and students is shortened instantly.
Inadvertently, the weekly diary of another girl in the class caught my attention again (she is introverted, does not like to talk, studies hard but has no grades). Her weekly diary is more like a confession of true feelings, like a slowly flowing river, telling what the scenery on both sides of the river is. Because she is the eldest daughter of the family, her parents have high expectations of her. However, despite her hard work, her grades in the class are still very poor, and she feels anxious, helpless and helpless.
So the teacher advised her to repeat the grade and even invited her father, but she didn't want to stay because of her poor self-esteem. So she wrote that even if the teacher gave up on her, she would never be discouraged. She would take this as a warning and go all out until the teacher looked at her with new eyes.
Seeing this, I was thinking, as a student who is working hard and has worked very hard, since she has achieved a clear conscience, what else should we ask her? Facing the teacher's attitude, she didn't resent it, but deeply blamed herself and was ready to bear the burden of "humiliation". How can I comfort her? Obviously, any comfort is powerless.
So behind her weekly diary, I wrote: "The writing is particularly delicate, especially good at expressing rich inner feelings, and very sincere. I hope you can play your specialty in this area. "
I wonder how she felt when she saw the news. But I know that she will work harder, because she is a pearl wrapped in a clam shell waiting to be discovered. Correcting one weekly diary after another from the students' minds, I suddenly found that I am really lucky to be a Chinese teacher: because I can touch the students' truest hearts, listen to their inner calls and feel their truest emotional world. Zhou Ji opened a door for me, a door to students' hearts.
6. Write a weekly diary of about 300 words with the topic "Although I am not smart enough, I work hard enough". On the road of my life, there is a famous saying that has been with me ever since, and that is what the famous mathematician Hua said: "Intelligence lies in diligence, and genius lies in accumulation."
Whenever I want to have a rest, this sentence will inspire me to be diligent, diligent and diligent again. Once, as soon as I got home, I put down my bag and went to do my homework. It said that I suddenly found that the pen was out of water, so I took it and slowly absorbed water.
At this time, I suddenly found a toy dog next to the ink bottle my mother bought me a few days ago, so I couldn't help putting down my pen and playing with the "dog", and time passed unconsciously. Suddenly I looked up and saw the famous saying posted on the wall that "cleverness lies in diligence, genius lies in accumulation", and my blood rushed all over my body.
I think: "Cleverness lies in diligence". My cleverness is not enough. If you want to get good grades, you must study hard. Only by working hard all your life can you make a difference. So I quickly sucked up the water and continued to do my homework ... at all times and all over the world, which successful person didn't work hard behind it? In fact, where there is no genius, those successful people just spend all their time drinking coffee in other people's study and work.
I will never forget this famous saying: "cleverness lies in diligence, and genius lies in accumulation." .
7. Find a weekly diary of about 300 words. Life is a journey, the destination is not our destination, and the scenery along the way is what we should look for and cherish in this life.
Looking for the shadow of summer in the morning dew, I found camphor leaves all over the ground, green, red and gorgeous summer colors. It suddenly occurred to me that the date on the calendar has passed beginning of autumn in the lunar calendar! Autumn? But I still fell asleep with the frog, but there was still bright sunshine in the afternoon, but I still didn't find the shadow of summer.
Like gorgeous summer leaves, I look for the summer figure in the summer sunshine, but I fall on the footsteps of autumn early. Go through four seasons and come to the next summer.
Oh, summer is always in my heart! The brightest sunshine is always with me. Even if there is a bleak autumn, how can life always be proud? Imagine life as a mountain.
The scenery on the top of the mountain is of course the beauty we are pursuing, but there is always a downhill road behind this beauty. It may be winding and rugged, and it may be full of thorns, but if there is no such road, how can we reach the next mountain top to enjoy the new and perhaps more beautiful scenery? Bon voyage is by no means what travelers seek. A little accident, a little adventure, a little * * *, a little color, is what makes you travel to glad you came, and this life is full of fun! Even in the cold winter, Chimonanthus praecox still exudes fragrance.
Although the flowers in the greenhouse are charming and moving, when can we dance with the snow and create a beautiful myth in the white world? Only after experiencing the cold wintersweet can we stretch our proud branches and write down the perseverance that has been praised since ancient times in the lonely season! Life needs such perseverance. In the face of difficulties, hold your head high, don't flinch easily, try to learn from wintersweet and write down your perseverance in the cold season.
Adventurer's trip is to find an oasis in the deserted desert, and the hard-won joy is worth being included in the journey of life. Even if there is a brief helplessness in spring, the pace of time will not end in the season when flowers bloom and grass grow and warblers fly.
Why not let go smartly and welcome a better spring next year? There are many helpless things, just like a traveling train will not stop at a scenic spot, because there will be more beautiful scenery waiting for us at the next stop. Gains and losses in life, as well as the open-mindedness of "not being happy with things, not being sad for ourselves", can help us find what is really worth cherishing. Autumn, winter and spring have passed, where is my summer? The road we are looking for is very difficult, but I know that the bright sunshine will be in the next season. Along the way, like this summer leaf, I will travel through the four seasons with unfinished dreams, return to the dream season, complete the unfinished dreams and look for new ones! & lt& gt Everyone knows that time is life.
No matter how many years we live, the time a person has is always limited: even if we live to 100, we can only have about 36,500 days. In the end, we will all leave this world and disappear into the void.
Therefore, how to live better in a limited time has become a problem that everyone should think about; Many people are also making unremitting efforts to live better in a limited time. The passage of time is beyond people's control. Whether you like it or not, time will always slip away from you. No one can add a gate to the river of time and stop it with a big drink.
Therefore, even a wise man like Confucius can only sigh: the deceased is like a husband, not giving up day and night. In the face of time flowing away regardless of people's will, people can have two attitudes, one is positive and the other is negative. Positive people deeply feel the preciousness and beauty of time. They are like swimmers struggling in the running water, full of the heroic spirit of "self-confident life for 200 years will be like hitting water for 3 thousand miles", and strive to leave unlimited life in a limited time, and their lives will also be born with time.
Negative people always feel the helplessness of the passage of time, laughing and laughing at many things in ancient and modern times, and their hearts are full of disappointment. They think that if they work hard all their lives, they will end up in the sunset and die in the grave. They can't see the meaning of life's struggle, so they muddle along and waste their lives. Should we face time positively or negatively? This question is not difficult to answer.
Time is like a river that keeps flowing by us. We can deal with it in two ways. One is sitting by the river, sighing at the river, watching the river flow away from our feet, and we are getting old slowly; The other is fishing by the river, or touching shrimp in the river, or planting lotus flowers by the river, or swimming in the river and playing with friends. Each of us can realize how happy it is to catch a fish from the river, how comfortable it is to pull a bunch of shrimp from the river, and how happy it is to play with friends.
Since there is so much joy, who wants to sit by the river and not move? What is the goal of life? The goal of life is to be happy and unforgettable, not just to live. Happiness is to live in the present, and unforgettable is to taste the past.
If you want to have real happiness in life, you must gain something, not only concrete things, but also mood. In the above metaphor, we have gained concrete things such as fish and shrimp, but more importantly, we have gained a happy mood. On a trip, my friend took me fishing and told me that it was fun to fish, and it meant catching and releasing.
At that time, I thought, if I caught it, what's the fun? There is nothing to find. But when I arrived at the scene, I was so excited every time I caught a fish. Although I finally released all the fish, I had a great time today.
This incident fully shows that harvesting mood is more important than harvesting concrete things. In addition, the most important thing to gain the mood is to personally participate and make your own efforts.
Let's take fish and shrimp as an example. If all these fish and shrimp are bought from the farmers' market, can we still get the same mood? The answer is obviouslyno. If we just sit by the river, what can we gain? It must be the boredom of doing nothing, and others get the sense of loss of fish and shrimp. It must be the envy brought by others' happiness and the emptiness brought by others' unforgettable past.
In contrast, which life form would you choose? The answer should be obvious. Therefore, actively participate in the long river of time and strive to harvest.
8. Write a weekly diary of more than 300 words and walk on this familiar street, which is the center of the city. Fashionable men and women and busy vehicles shuttle through this busy street.
Walking here with a relaxed mood, listening to the noise of the city and enjoying the prosperity of the city. Suddenly, a wail shook my heart. Out of curiosity, I looked in the direction of the sound. In a dark corner, I saw a black thing moving. What is that? I asked in my mind, so I stepped forward. You would never think that it was a real person! He doesn't have the conditions of a normal person at all: he can only make a sound but can't speak, his hands and feet are completely deformed, and he obviously loses his normal working ability. In front of him, there is a lonely money tray.
Seeing such a scene, I instinctively wanted to divert my attention, but I just met his sight helplessly. These are a pair of eager eyes. In the dark, those eyes are particularly bright, like a small lamp in the dark, attracting me. Although he can't speak, what he wants to say is clearly written in his eyes, and I think I can see it. In his eyes, I read his miserable life, the voice of expectation and the state of despair. How many things are in his eyes! Through his understanding of life and thinking about the world, he revealed the sadness and suffering that he could not talk and record. He also revealed his ideal of living like a normal person. These eyes are extremely important to him. They have replaced the mouth and hands. His eyes seemed to blame and resent the indifference of passers-by
Under the neon lights, in the metropolis, he can only lean against the wall, hide in a dark and dirty corner or lie on the side of the road, and only let passers-by pass by him. How many indifferent passers-by come with wallets, but money can only be as cold, lifeless and warm as them forever. Countless people, when you walk on such a street, please pay more attention to those who are curled up in the corner and need care! Their eyes will tell you everything and arouse your sympathy.
I stood there and thought for a long time, then I woke up. I put five dollars on the plate in front of him and left helplessly. At present, the eyes are still glowing.
The days when mom is not at home
In the past, on Fridays, my mother always picked me up. When I get home, I always hear my mother's nagging. I was asked to read books and do my homework ... I arranged my rest time to be full.
It's Friday again. Last week, my mother told me that she would leave this week. I think my grandparents should pick me up today. After school! After school! I am eager to find familiar faces from the crowd outside the window, ah! Grandma! "Yes! Free! " I can't help cheering. I can finally have a free weekend this week! No mother's nagging, no extra homework, so cool!
After dinner at my uncle's house, my grandmother took me home. What should I do? Yes, playing computer! Go to the door of mom and dad's room, twist the lock, the door still doesn't open, oh! It turned out that my mother had anticipated my move, so she locked the door in advance and wouldn't let me in. How disappointing! What's that for? Yes, you didn't do your homework well, so do your English homework first!
After a while, the homework was finished. I stood up and felt sticky. Take a shower! I turned on the water heater and took a good bath. It was only 7 o'clock after the shower, which was too early. Let's watch TV for a while! I changed one channel after another with the remote control, watched 18 18 golden eye, and watched Radio Yiwu at 9 o'clock tonight. Gradually, my eyes are tired, so I go back to my room to get ready for bed. At this moment, I suddenly feel empty at home, as if something is missing, and I feel particularly lonely. What is missing?
Oh, there must be mom's nagging. Although it is annoying sometimes, I have my mother's care and love in it. Mom, come back! I am not used to it without your nagging.
That's enough. It's not enough for two more.