As soon as I walk into my good friend Gao Ke's room, I will see a row of awards and honorary certificates on the glass cabinet. Among them, the certificate of "first prize of Rugao speech contest primary school group to commemorate the 70th anniversary of the victory of the Red Army's Long March" is the most conspicuous. At that time, she was the only one who won the laurel on behalf of our school.
Hi-Tech, like me, is in Grade Five. I am in Class One and she is in Class Three. Gao Ke is really a "generalist". She is a "little writer", "little painter" and an excellent "little speaker". On the eve of the mid-term exam last semester, after layers of selection, Hi-Tech will represent our school in the city's speech contest. Every day after school, she will stay and practice. Once I was on duty to clean the classroom. It was already dark when I left school. At this moment, I saw a familiar figure, which was Hi-Tech! "Let's go together!" Hi-tech said with a smile. Hey, why did Gao Ke's crisp voice become hoarse? I quickly asked, "Hi-Tech, what happened to your voice?" "I practiced my speech." Hi-Tech said to me, "It doesn't matter, just have a good rest for one night." "Are you so tired?" I asked her. Hi-Tech shook his head gently and replied, "Not tired! Besides, I can win glory for the school, even if I am tired! " Looking at her confident eyes and tired face, I silently wished her the championship. ...
On an ordinary morning, the campus radio station broadcast a news: "Gao Ke, a classmate of Class 5 (3) in our school, lived up to expectations and won the first place in the primary school group in Rugao speech contest commemorating the 70th anniversary of the victory of the Red Army's Long March in 2006!" In the second class in the afternoon, the campus TV station played the video of the game. Thousands of students in dozens of classes in the school stared at the TV in the classroom and enjoyed Gao Ke's "orator" style. Ah, that's Gao Ke! She wore a goose yellow sequined dress and white leather boots, with vigorous steps and a vibrant ponytail. "This arm is waving party flag's cry, a strong rhythm of the call, that is the belief that the revolution will win, that is the declaration of death without regret! ..... "Her speech was clear and full of emotion, as if she had brought me into the magnificent Long March years 70 years ago ... She was completely absorbed, her small eyes were shining with flying elves, and her chubby body was straight and flexible at this time. The judges and teachers at the scene kept nodding, and the students in front of the TV set looked at her enviously on the screen and received the prize glittering. ...
Hi-Tech, well done, we cheer for you! Speaking of my cousin, I feel sorry for myself. Why? He is smarter than me! My cousin's name is Wei Maoquan and his nickname is Doudou. He has a pair of big black eyes and heavy eyebrows. He is very cute. Sometimes he can make us laugh in just two sentences.
Doudou has a strong ability of self-study. When I was five and a half years old (he was three years younger than me), he actually knew more words than me. Before the age of 6, he would use a calculator to calculate some arithmetic problems at will. Gradually, he mastered some calculation rules. He can work out the addition, subtraction, multiplication and division of calculation problems at the fastest speed, but I often speak a few beats slower than him. When eating, my mother often tells me and Doudou the unit price and total price of a dish on the table, so that we can work out the quantity, or the total price and quantity, and let us work out the unit price. You will think, I am older than Doudou, and I will definitely figure it out before him. If you think so, it's all wet. In less than half a minute, Doudou got the result. As for me, I am often "unknown". Alas, I am depressed!
Doudou also has a hobby, that is, he especially likes reading books, and he is a veritable book fan. Before he went to the first grade, he read the books he could read at home several times. When he came to our house in grade one, he read a book a day. By grade two, he had read all my books. At that time, I also ordered some publications, but every time there was a new publication, he was always the first to read it. At that time, I said to him, "This is still my book. You finished it before I finished it. What do you mean? "
He said humorously, "At your snail's speed, when you finish reading this book, maybe there will be another book. What should I do if I don't read it first? "
"Oh, look at your glib mouth. You have to ask me this question, so I have to show you!" Respondents: Rainbow's lovely girl | Level 1 | 2010-5-2018:15.
In our class, there are many "little talents", including Qin, a little calligrapher, Yan, a painter, and Qu Yafeng, a football expert. What impressed me the most was Scud Zhang Ying.
She has an oval face, big eyes and thick lips. She is usually quiet and doesn't like to talk much. Sometimes when others praise her, her face will gradually become shy, and her red face is like a ripe apple. She does her homework very carefully, and sometimes she speaks humorously! Speaking of her sports achievements, it is even more surprising.
I remember once in physical education class, the teacher wanted to test our performance in the 200-meter race. First the boys took the exam, and soon it was the girls' turn, so I was nervous. At this moment, I looked at Zhang Ying, and she showed a relaxed look. It's our turn to run. There are six people in our group, and Zhang Ying is also in our group. We are ready to watch the starting line nervously. My heart is beating faster and faster, just like hanging a little rabbit. With the teacher's whistle, we all rushed out quickly. I ran back and forth twice at a time, but I fell behind Zhang Ying. I really can't run, but Zhang Ying still runs very fast. I thought to myself: Her perseverance is really worth learning. I plucked up my courage and ran away. Finally, I finally finished running. We all ran panting and sweating. Zhang Ying won the first prize.
Zhang Ying, you are really a scud. talk and laugh cheerfully/merrily
There are many geniuses in our class, such as: master of painting, master of music, master of dancing, master of learning ... but when it comes to the little artist in our class, he is the only one. On the surface, he seems ordinary and a little naughty, but he not only studies well, but also is good at swimming, playing badminton, basketball and computer.
Speaking of his good study, he really deserves his reputation. No matter how difficult the teacher's paper is, his grades are stable. In class, his imagination is very rich, and he can always think of unexpected problems, which makes us very admire. He goes to extracurricular classes almost every day from Monday to Sunday, and all his subjects are excellent, which really makes us sigh. He also likes reading books. He has a large vocabulary, so his composition is exquisite. He is often read by teachers as a model essay, and his classmates often ask him for advice. His handwriting is also beautiful, especially English. People who don't know him will think that his English homework was written by a little girl with excellent academic performance.
Open the newsletter of our class, and you will find that he is our circle leader. His blog articles always rank first in our class. Every article he wrote was posted by himself. Not only that, he is also very good at writing computer programs, which makes the students very envious. So he is always regarded as a positive textbook by my mother to educate me to study hard. He has an oval face, tender skin and a pair of lively and intense eyes under his eyebrows, which is the little artist around me-the master painter Han Ting. Speaking of the small capable people around us, it is really one after another. Fan Youyuan, a young pianist, Wu Kai, an athlete, Wu Bo, an erhu expert, and Huang Yicheng, the king of knowledge ... But what I admire most is Han Ting, a master painter. I really didn't know her extraordinary painting skills, but I was shocked at first sight. I really don't know how her parents gave birth to such a talented daughter. Seriously, I'm afraid no one in our class refuses to accept her. She won many awards in the competition! If you don't believe me, I will give you a general report: ceramic works won the third prize in the national primary and secondary school competition, and painting works won the second prize, the third prize and the excellent prize respectively. ...
Han Ting is responsible for every blackboard newspaper in our class, so every blackboard newspaper can be illustrated. This can be attributed to her. You see, she looks absent-minded, but she is really serious! She hooked here and drew there, and soon a lifelike child was "born", and the students were full of praise. Some students even described it with exaggerated words: "Han Ting will definitely become a world-famous painter in the future!" "Han Ting is a talented woman in our class!" After drawing several children, she asked me, "What's the matter?" I looked at it for a long time before answering, "It seems a little oblique here." After listening to my words, she immediately picked up the blackboard eraser and erased the child who was a little crooked. I felt sorry for her when I saw it, but she still said to herself, "It seems that we can be more diversified." After painting, she picked up the green chalk and added a few more strokes, which presented a vibrant scene in front of her eyes. After painting the blackboard newspaper for a few days, the expected good effect appeared in front of our eyes. Look! The more I look at this rabbit, the cuter it is, and the one over there ... In short, the beauty I see in my eyes can't be described by just a few beautiful words.
Whenever she has an art class, Han Ting can play freely again. Look, she took pictures of two bears in the art book. I exaggerated. It was perfect. Don't think that she paints slowly just because she paints well. In fact, Han Ting draws fast and well with her slender hands. You can't believe it. It was an art class on Friday, and the students were still drawing seriously. Only a few students who are not serious and greedy at ordinary times go up to criticize. At this moment, Han Ting stood up, and she blew the crumbs off the paper. Only then did I clearly see how complicated and beautiful her paintings were. I can't help feeling a sense of admiration.
As the saying goes, genius comes from diligence. I believe she must have put a lot of effort and sweat into it. This is Han Ting, the master painter in our class. I sincerely wish Han Ting progress in painting skills.