Everyone’s holiday life is completely different. The past is like a colorful shell, often washed up on the shore by the waves of memory, shining brightly. But one of the little Bakers was deeply imprinted in my mind, that is - something happened to me during the holiday.
That morning, I was going to take the calligraphy exam. I was preparing things. When I was ready to leave, I suddenly remembered an important thing, that is-the new writing brush I bought was still there. How can I write calligraphy without soaking it?
I was extremely sad at the time and didn’t know what to do. But at that time, there was not enough time. I couldn’t hesitate anymore. I decided that no matter what, I would go. Give it a try, maybe a miracle will happen in the world, so I went to the place where the exam was taking place with an uneasy feeling.
I was riding a bicycle on the road. I couldn't calm down my emotions, and I couldn't forgive myself for my carelessness. So much so that I almost fell down on the road.
It felt like time passed like water. I arrived at the examination room quickly, but by that time almost everyone was already waiting in their seats for the invigilator to come. They were all confident, but I was the only one. A man, with his head lowered, regretfully complained about his carelessness. At this time, my actions attracted the attention of the classmate next to me. She was a sister I had never met before. I thought it was impossible for her to help me, but something unexpected happened. She spoke to me in a soft tone. I said, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" I heard her gentle voice. I didn't understand what was going on but was conquered by her. I spoke my true words and told this matter. I told the sister all the ins and outs of the matter. As a result, the sister took her own writing brush to me without saying anything. Just as I seemed to refuse her kindness, she had already turned around and walked out of my sight. I was embarrassed to refuse, and I understood her kindness with gratitude.
The time was just right. At this time, the invigilator came in. I was already confident. I took the exam paper and wrote the words I thought I could write. Finally, when I was full of confidence, I suddenly thought that the sister lent me her brush, so how would she write it? With doubts, I turned around and forgot to glance at the sister. She was actually writing with someone else's brush, and it seemed that the sister was not used to that brush. At that time, I couldn't help but feel a warm current in my heart.
As expected - I passed the exam, and then I realized that the sister was a writing sister in the sixth grade, but she gave up the opportunity to express herself because of me. After listening to I felt extremely ashamed. Looking at this calligraphy test certificate, I thought of that kind sister again.
My holiday life is colorful and full of ups and downs. Recalling my holiday life and my childhood.
Chapter 2
The long-awaited winter vacation has finally arrived. I am excited to spend this exciting winter vacation.
At first, it was eight days of study. During these eight days, although every day was almost the same and a bit boring, the Spring Festival would make all this disappear. As the saying goes, "After darkness, there is light." But learning is also a happy thing.
Eight days have passed, and everyone is immersed in the atmosphere of preparing for the Spring Festival: the supermarket is crowded with people, and the products on the shelves are taken into their shopping carts by countless hands; people are noisy Some people are arguing about who should own an item, some are discussing what to buy, and some are complaining because it is too boring and crowded. I like this atmosphere, it makes people feel that the new year is coming, Very excited. Under the South Bridge, the seller arranged pots of oranges, flowers and plants in full bloom, and everyone came to buy them. Each of the pots of oranges, flowers and plants did not care whether the customer would choose them or not, and all smiled. , to show everyone our own side, we selected five pots at once, placed them in the garden, and attached red envelopes to them, which would add to the festive atmosphere. Boai Road and Jiefang Road are even more lively. People are buying couplets with the character "福" and other decorations in various stores to decorate their homes. They use traditional customs to wish their relatives a successful career and good health in the new year. etc., as well as firecrackers. Everyone, especially the children, bought a lot of them to set off, making the Spring Festival even more festive.
Vegetarian dishes and rice cakes are also customary foods. One day, my mother and I went to a store to buy rice cakes. There were all kinds of rice cakes in there, with different colors and shapes. None of the choices were to your liking. In the end, my mother’s friend gave it to her. I bought what I liked.
The days passed by, and around New Year’s Eve, the roads were deserted. Those going home and those returning to their hometowns also arrived. People were enjoying the reunion dinner together peacefully. There were many more dishes on the table than usual. Steaming hot. Some people who reunited after a long separation hugged each other and told their experiences, and some people who were together before were a little more affectionate than usual.
The most unforgettable thing is the night of the Lantern Festival. During the Lantern Festival, my aunt took me to the Holiday Plaza to watch others set off fireworks. This year’s fireworks were completely different from last year’s. First of all, the weather was nice and there were more people setting off fireworks. . We stood on the flowers and lawns and watched each one jumping upwards, like a group of children jumping happily, and they were like a group of peacocks spreading their beautiful tails at the jumping pole; they were also like an umbrella, "Boom" It opened with a sound; and fell in the air like raindrops. People kept playing, lighting up the dark sky all of a sudden, and you were dazzled by the different shapes and colors, each with its own style.
The next eight days of study came. I was relaxed while studying, and came to school to start the intense homework. In general, this winter vacation was sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy. Yes, it’s quite fulfilling!
Chapter 3
I experienced a lot during the winter vacation, and one thing is worth talking about. It was a Sunday after the holiday. My parents took me to learn skating.
There are many people on the skating rink, some flying around like light swallows, and some dancing like beautiful butterflies. I thought it was fun and easy, so I couldn't wait to get started. As soon as I stepped on the ice, I immediately felt that my whole body was struggling, my limbs were out of balance, let alone "sliding" and even "standing" was unsteady. I thought it looked easier than done! My father imitated me and said, "You are swaying like a heavy bear!" My mother added jealously: "You are swaying like a ridiculous penguin!" But I said nervously: "Stop making fun of me. Come closer to me!" After saying that, he carefully moved forward while holding the fence, but when he was about to say it, his foot slipped and he fell out. The noise attracted the attention of many people. I was a little shy, and I grinned twice in embarrassment. My mother quickly helped me up, "Son, does it hurt?" The words faded, and I lost my center of gravity with my feet mixed with garlic. "Plop!" He fell to the ice again with a sound. Dad came over quickly and picked me up. I was a little scared. Rubbing the pain from the fall, I wanted to retreat.
At this time, my mother patted me on the shoulder and said, "Don't be shy. You see, beginner skaters all fall." Dad patted my shoulder and said, "Don't be afraid. Everyone who learns to skate can fall." "I said: "Then let's try again!" I fell down and got up, and then fell down again... Don't tell me, I fell down a few times and realized what else I could do after falling like this. If you are shy or scared, face it bravely and keep fighting! Strangely enough, as soon as I relaxed, my body and mind became more coordinated. I humbly asked for advice, and my father patiently taught me how to stand on my legs, how to swing my arms, and the essentials of bending, kicking, and gliding. I gradually mastered "balance." Although I still had a few falls later on, the general trend is improving! There were fewer falls and longer skating distances. My mother kept shouting: "Awesome! Come on!" I listened to the encouragement and summed up my experience while groping for the essentials. When I fell, I got up, stood firm and started sliding! Three meters, six meters, nine meters...
I can finally slide independently! I finally received the applause from my parents! I slid into my mother's arms! My body hurts, but my heart is sweeter than drinking honey.
Although I fell down for the first time when skating, I experienced success. Although there was pain, I felt joy! This time skating made me realize a truth: to do anything, you must build confidence and courage, and you must master methods and techniques. Falling down is not scary, getting up and continuing to fight is success!