Pigs who want to "fly"
Once upon a time, there was a very lovely pig He likes to indulge in fantasy. One day, he saw a flock of birds flying freely under the blue sky. The beautiful dance was amazing, and his envy suddenly welled up in my heart. Thinking about it, I closed my eyes and looked intoxicated. A wonderful seed suddenly sprouted in his heart. The owner is a boy of 10 years old. He likes small animals very much, but he is very fond of him. He is often locked in a cage, fearing that he will leave. Although the master gave the pig delicious food, it was delicious. But after a long time, he began to get tired of this extremely boring life. Yearning for the free life of birds.
Once, he broke the record of animals eating hot dogs. Get God's appreciation and grant him a wish. So the little pig said to God without hesitation, "I want a pair of wings!" " "Sure enough, soon, the pig's back grew strong wings and danced with joy. Quietly bid farewell to the master, and slowly the feathers on the wings became plump.
He can't wait to fly to the beautiful sky. Pigs who are usually gluttonous and lazy are exhausted after flying, and their stomachs are growling with hunger. But he flew forward with confidence and saw a plate of delicious food on the ground. I flew past like a rocket, completely ignoring the ugliness of my behavior. Alas, fate made man! He was found by a vicious guy before he had enough to eat. The man took up his weapon and rushed at him, scaring the pig out of its wits and leaving in frustration.
Late at night, You Zhu growled with hunger. Helpless at this time, he had to watch Mei not hungry. This road is very narrow. Being attacked by a wolf on the way, I tried my best to chase the poor pig. Fortunately, he escaped quickly and saved his life for the time being, but his life was dying. With the combination of hunger and flesh and blood, he finally died. Lightweight souls "fly" to the beautiful sky.
At sunset, the microwave on the sea reflects the picturesque scenery of Zhapu. The setting sun slowly sets, sprinkling the only afterglow on the earth; The sunset glow turns from red to yellow, from yellow to white, and then to blue. How beautiful! I often think: if only I could see it in the sky! Today my wish has come true!
My sister and I came to our beautiful Zhapu beach. The warm sand got into my feet and made me itch. We want to fly to the sky from here, imagine ourselves flying like a bird, immersed in the sunset in the clouds ... our hearts are as excited and nervous as rabbits. We take a glider to see the scenery at a height of about 200-500 meters from the sea. My elder sister was the first one to go up. When she came down, I knew it was terrible. With her screaming, my goose bumps fell all over the floor. But in order to save more face for myself, I hesitated and got on the glider with trepidation. I saw the glider slowly rising, and everything on the ground became a small toy. The wind is blowing in my ear, ah, it feels so good! My nervous mood suddenly swept away. I think, coward, I'm so scared. The pilot asked, "Are you afraid, little friend?" "Not afraid!" I let out a cry. Suddenly, the glider suddenly pulled, and I was like a bird spreading its wings and flying, cool! The pilot asked again, "Are you afraid, little friend?" "No …" Before I could say my fear, the glider swooped down. My mother thought the plane was out of order and screamed on the ground. In fact, we just fly low along the sea level. The last action, the plane 180 degree turn, a wing hanging on the sea level, turned over in the air, scared me silly. I have been shouting in my heart: "Don't be afraid!" I feel like I'm going to fall. I closed my eyes and prepared to ... but I felt as if.
I think this is-flying ... and then I open my eyes and see the sunset, which is especially beautiful! Mountains, especially green, water, especially blue, I seem to wander in sky blue and navy blue paintings ... I feel so close to the sunset that I can reach for it. ...
Finally, I got off the glider, and the adults said to me, "Pilots do the most actions for you on the glider, and you are the bravest!" " "I am very proud. Ah, it feels good to fly! How I want to live under the blue sky, remember that I am far away from rosy clouds!
Fei Chuyi's composition 3, "I only worry about drawing a corner and blowing it away, and the shadow hurts the most", is the sentimental poet's pity for Mei; "Take a skill to hang a bamboo stick, and it will smell fragrant all the way back", which is the poet's obsession with flowers; "Understanding the joys and sorrows of flowers and sympathizing with their pains" is the British writer Oscar Wilde's love for flowers with great humanistic feelings.
"Only poetry pities flowers, but no wine rewards the moon." In China, the love of flowers is more common in poetry.
Among them, the most memorable one is a poem "Mourning Words". "Flowers fade, flowers fly all over the sky, who pity the red incense?" Without beautiful bones, pure land shelters the wind. "It shows a sentimental weak woman's special feelings for flowers. She sang and cried for flowers, all of which came from the connection between her soul and the flower soul. Because she knows and loves flowers, she is the true confidant of flowers.
The open-minded leisure of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely" records the indissoluble bond between Tao Yuanming and chrysanthemum. Lin Bu, who takes Mei as his wife, has a unique feeling of "the only thrill". "How to turn it into hundreds of billions of dollars, one tree blooms plum blossoms first" tells the story of Lu You's infatuation with plum blossoms. "The curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers" is an elegy for Li Qingzhao to express her pity for flowers and herself. "Facing the sea, spring blossoms" is Haizi's love for flowers, his desire for beauty and his understanding of life. Whether it is leisure, melancholy or joy, poets are always willing to use flowers to vent their inner feelings, and flowers are their life carriers.
Plain and faint, we are also very cute and very anthomaniac. We will not miss the brilliance of flowers, nor will we ignore the sadness of flowers. Flowers bloom and fall is a natural and beautiful freehand brushwork. Only sometimes, we are so tired that we ignore this beautiful scenery and forget to enjoy the leisure as a flower lover.
Loving flowers means knowing how to cherish the joys and sorrows of flowers, trying to be the bosom friend of flowers, and experiencing the breath of spring brought by the fragrance of flowers to your heart.
Be a flower lover and really appreciate the language of flowers, and you will find that the language of flowers is more real and beautiful. When you walk in the vast desert, cactus flowers are so inconspicuous, but its language tells you that where there is me, there is water, which is the driving force for trudgers to move forward.
Yes, when you get to know Huayu, you will be moved by her charm and charm, and you can't help falling in love with her.
Be a flower lover, let the gorgeous flowers bloom in your life full of thorns, and let the flower language show you the way.
I have a dream. I think dreams are the driving force for a person to move forward. Birds can soar between the blue sky and white clouds because of their dreams, and fish can wander deeper in the sea because of their dreams.
After dinner, my family sat around the TV and watched the news program. It tells the story of a group of mountain children who are struggling to study. They live on the plateau at an altitude of 1000 meters and study in extremely harsh environment. Because there is no canteen in their school, they have to walk several miles to go home, so they can only bring lunch to school in the morning. They ate the simplest cake, but by noon, the cake was too cold to open ........................................................................................................................................................ with their hands. I want to make money! I hope my parents have a good life. ...
At this moment, I couldn't help crying. My mother said to me gently, "How do you feel when you see this?" I replied without thinking: "I want to be an excellent people's teacher, and I want to help these children get out of the mountains and realize their dreams!" " "
Dad then smiled and said, "It's a good boy to have a dream, so you should let your dream set sail." I can't help but bow my head in shame. I remember when I was in trouble before, I couldn't be calm. Every time I complain to others, it makes my mother angry. My mother read my mind and smiled and said to me, "son, don't be discouraged." You must learn to be calm. In the face of difficulties, you can't back down. " "Your mother is right. There are difficulties and obstacles on your way to realize your dream. You must learn to be willing to pay. "
"Dad, mom, believe me, I won't let you down!"
I will never forget what my parents taught me. I will try my best. On the road of dreams, I will know how to persist, for myself, for my family, for the society and for the country, step by step towards my dreams and do my best. I will never forget that today's happy life was bought by our ancestors with blood. Let us remember our mission and let our dreams lead us to soar!
Every heart has a pair of wings, flying towards the place where dreams are. Although the road of life is bumpy, I am always full of lofty sentiments, fearless of difficulties and obstacles, and go forward bravely. To appreciate the realm of "I am the peak when people reach the top of the mountain".
And my dream is to be a "writer".
When I was a child, I sat under a willow tree and regarded it as a collection of works. I have always admired those excellent authors, and I am gradually full of ambition because of their infection, and I feel that I must have this day. Hard times? I complain as soon as the teacher gives us a composition. Mom says it's best to wake up from bed in the morning and read with a clear head, but I don't think so: in spring, I feel the climate is changeable, and I'm afraid of catching cold. I often don't read under the excuse of "I wake up easily this morning in spring"; In summer, I think the sun is too bright, and I'm afraid I won't get up and read. In autumn, I find it difficult for butterflies to come. Butterflies are afraid of the cold, so I naturally don't get up. In winter, since it is "a thousand miles without footprints, there are no birds in the mountains", it is even more reluctant to give up the warm bed. All this proves that I am an ambitious person, a person who is afraid of hardship and fatigue. Mom, I can't help it. I told the teacher everything. The teacher smiled as if to let me read it again.
This day after school, the teacher asked me to accompany her to the library and came to the library. The teacher casually pulled out a calligraphy book "The Story of Wang Xizhi" from the big bookcase. The teacher asked me, "Do you know who Wang Xizhi is?"
"hmm." I answered.
"Do you know the story of Wang Xizhi practicing calligraphy when he was a child?" The teacher asked.
"I know." I said confidently, "Wang Xizhi was a great calligrapher in the Jin Dynasty. He studied calligraphy in Linchi for 20 years, and only when he washed his pen and dyed it black did his calligraphy reach perfection.
"Yes!" The teacher said, "Look, he washed the pen and dyed the water black. How many words did he write? " ! This is very lucky, because success is the foundation of work, and work is the accumulation of success! If you want to be a writer in the future, you must go through hard training, ok? "
After listening to the teacher's earnest words. I fell in love with reading, learning from other people's strengths like bees collecting honey, and falling in love with writing, because "the sword front comes from sharpening, and the plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold." I believe that one day my "plum blossom" will also exude charming beauty.
I finally understand that instead of fishing in the pond, it is better to settle for the second best and weave nets to accumulate my merits.
I am a bird. I am eager to fly and get close to the bright sun. Therefore, I love flying. I, as well as my family, have an ideal: flying over the Pacific Ocean. Finally, on this day, every bird in the family found a branch, which was our luggage, and started our trip to the Pacific Ocean: flying is beautiful! We danced in the white clouds and hugged in the blue sky. Tired, we threw the branches on the water and rested on them. Hungry, we stand on the branches to catch fish; Sleepy, we, we just stopped on the branch to sleep. Fly, fly, fly, fly until one day, I am too tired to fly. I am lying on my branch, and I really want to stay on it from now on. At this time, grandpa flew over, threw his branch next to me, landed on it and said quietly, son, did you really give up? Flying over the Pacific Ocean is the dream of every bird in our family! After a pause, the patriarch's grandfather went on to say, "Pessimists are defeated by themselves first, and then by life;" An optimist conquers himself first, then life. So do we birds, so you must cheer up and fly to our blue sky with the birds at home, ok?
I was not very moved and nodded solemnly. Looking up, I saw the vast sky. The boundless sky is blue, a few clouds are white, floating in the air, as if a blue sea has aroused several white waves, and a golden sun hangs in this boundless blue. What a beautiful, charming, harmonious and fresh picture!
I want to fly, I want to pursue the blue sky, I want to be close to the sun!
In the days to come, I worked hard to fly, fly, fly with the birds at home. We fought against Fengbo together, overcame hunger and fatigue, and finally crossed the Pacific Ocean.
Postscript: In life, we should learn from birds. For the ideal, we are not afraid of any difficulties and obstacles, overcome difficulties, persevere and forge ahead, friends, right?
This is a sentence that makes me meaningful, a sentence that makes me think a lot, and a language that inspires me all my life, that is, "stupid birds fly first, as long as they persist, they will succeed."
This is what my mother warned me in the first grade. I came to Daxi Primary School from my hometown with my parents. Just a few days after entering school, Teacher Chen said to my mother, "Is your child from other places? Did you learn pinyin in kindergarten? " Otherwise, you can't catch up with other children. "My mother was very depressed and took me home to learn Pinyin." This is an A and this is an O ". My mother taught me patiently over and over again, but I flew to other places more than once, imagining … thinking about when to go out to play.
One day, my mother saw me fall asleep. My mother looked at my face and said, "Alas …" But I had a good dream. Together, my mother solemnly said to me, "well, you know what?" You learn much less than other children. " I eagerly replied, "What should I do?" Mother said kindly, "well, I'll tell you a story." The name is-stupid birds fly first. One day, the mother bird told her children to study hard before flying to the south, and asked her children to go to the south for the winter with her. But one of the birds was a stupid bird, and the birds laughed at it, but it didn't give up. From 4 am to night 10, she kept trying to learn to fly again and again, and gradually the stupid bird stood up and learned to fly. On the way to the south, there is no bird more stupid than stupid. ,。 Understand? It doesn't matter if you haven't studied it. Like a stupid bird, you can succeed as long as you persist. Let's study together, mom believes you can do it! . "
From then on, I began to study hard and persevere. Senior one began to write a 20-word diary, and senior two wrote pictures and words. Gradually ... gradually ... unconsciously, I changed from a child who can't even spell to a pupil who can write 800 words, from an ignorant teenager to an excellent person in all aspects. In my study and life, I have encountered this problem of learning English more than once; Learn to swim ... every time I face a problem, I will think of what my mother warned me: "stupid birds fly first, and only persistence can succeed."
My mother's words have inspired me so far.
Dreams are something shared by the people of the whole country. In the dark, a light that illuminates the progress is a dream. How can a person not have a dream? Without dreams, there is no goal to strive for; Without dreams, life is as dull as water. I don't know why, let alone why. In fact, it is not difficult to have a dream. As the hope of the motherland, we should set up lofty ideals from an early age. Each of us has our own Chinese dream. My dream is actually very ordinary, and it feels out of reach.
My dream is to be a dancer. It is not easy to be a dancer. I need to pass 13, and I only got 10 this year. It's really far away for me. I have been dancing for nine years. What spirit has kept me going for so many years-a dream. Yu Youcheng once said: "A person who has a career pursuit can dream higher. Although it was a dream at first, as long as you persist in doing it and don't give up easily, your dream can be realized. " Just like coral, although it is petite and harmless at first, it does not mean that it has no ambition and dare not dream. Once it finds its home, it will expand and grow endlessly, and no one can predict its energy. Maybe around here? Maybe this lake? Maybe the whole sea! Its status is recognized and its spirit is admirable. Coral can hold on to her dream until the end. Why can't I?
The first advantage of dancing is talent, which can add temperament and charm to people. There is no doubt about it. Secondly, dancing is also very helpful for shaping the body. For all people, it not only helps them master a skill, but also makes them healthier. Why not? Dancing to music will not only make people feel happy, but also bring you physical beauty. Dance can make those childish hearts grow up happily, let China's dance be carried forward and passed down, and let everyone in China see the beauty and cultural charm of their own country. So don't underestimate the dancers. Without them, wouldn't all dances in this world be the same?
Our dreams fly at the foot of the Great Wall, and hope is lit in our hearts. We work hard and strive for our dreams! We let our dreams fly!
Don't laugh at my youth. Because of youth, we dare to dream and chase. I use step-by-step dance to complete my dream, my Chinese dream, my dream to fly with my motherland!
When I was just four years old, my family moved to a beautiful, lovely, elegant and beautiful, clean and tidy, and deeply loved urbanized house! Ahem, get to the point.
The ego who knows nothing is very interested in everything around him. One day, my parents took me to my grandmother's house to play. In their conversation, I overheard an interesting name-airplane. A plane? Can you fly like a fairy sister on TV? Little me, I immediately became interested in this word. In the afternoon, my parents and my grandmother went out. I quietly came to the yard. The first thing that catches your eye is the blooming rose, which is seductive but dignified and beautiful! But there seems to be something hidden behind the rose. Strong curiosity made me walk past. Ah! It turned out to be a rooster! There is a flock of chickens behind the rooster! I ran over happily. Instead, the chickens dispersed in a hubbub and scurried around, even faster than Liu Xiang's brother. I was so anxious and angry that I had to learn from my grandmother and blow all the chickens back into the cage. Who knows, a chicken didn't listen to me and stood on the railing, very proud. I was annoyed, so I just swept my hand and threw it in the past. Unfortunately, I hit the chicken downstairs. Oh, my God, this is the sixth floor! Just jump! I hurriedly lowered my head, the chicken spread its wings, its plump wings flapped in the air a few times, and then landed safely. "flying chicken"! I shouted excitedly. So this is what people call an airplane? I suddenly realized. From then on, I'm going to take a "flying chicken".
While my parents were taking a nap, I sneaked into the backyard and began to implement my "plan". The mighty rooster in the henhouse quickly caught my attention. The rooster seemed to realize his danger and ran away in despair. The scene is like an eagle catching a chicken. But in the end, I caught him.
I can't wait to board the "flying chicken" and see how it carries people. No sooner had I sat on it than there was a scream under me. I don't know what happened. Parents who heard the sound saw this scene, listened to my story again and leaned back with a smile. I'm still clamoring for a flying chicken.
Afterwards, I learned that the "flying chicken" I said was not an airplane. ...
Many interesting and surprising things happened in my childhood. Looking back now, I can't help laughing. Laugh at your childishness.
Everyone knows that turtles crawl very slowly. There is a little turtle. Because it is small, it climbs slower than all turtles.
Every day, the tortoise climbs from home to the river to swim. The road is not long, but the little turtle has to climb for a long time. On the way, the little turtle can always see many things.
There is a small flower bone to bloom, lacking the last bit of strength. The little turtle arched the flowers with her mouth and kissed her. The flower bones have blossomed and turned into golden flowers. Little yellow flower smiled and said, "Little turtle, thank you!" " "
A little ant was tired of moving food and leaned against the trunk, panting. The little turtle climbed up and said, "Come on my back and I'll take you home!" " "The little ant climbed up the cart happily. The little turtle walked slowly. Where is the little ant? Enjoy the surrounding scenery on the turtle's back with great interest. Arriving at the door of the ant's house, the little ant jumped to the ground and said to the little turtle, "thank you!" " "
Thanks to so many people, the little turtle is still unhappy. It thought, if only I could fly faster without climbing so slowly!
The beautiful and kind forest fairy knows this. She came to the little turtle and said, "You are kind and helpful, so I will give you what you want!" " "
Crashed with a clash, the shell on the turtle's back split in two and became a pair of pale green wings!
The little turtle was ecstatic. It flapped its wings and flew. The flight speed is really fast, from home to the river in a blink of an eye! On this day, the little turtle tirelessly flew and flew back.
In the evening, the fairy came to the little turtle's house again and asked him, "Are you satisfied with your wings?"
The little turtle said seriously, "please, forest fairy, change my shell back to its original state!" " "
The fairy wondered, "Why? Haven't you always wanted to have a pair of wings? "
"yes! I used to feel that I was walking very slowly and wanted a pair of wings. " The little turtle said, "But now I find that I fly so fast that I can't see the little yellow flowers and ants!" " Without friends, even if I am flying freely, what's the point? ! "
In this way, the fairy turned the little turtle's wings into hard shells. This little turtle has many scars on its shell because it gets hurt from time to time. However, until now, the little turtle is still happily carrying a scarred shell and walking slowly.