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Going back to the primary school where I left for a year, I can't help but feel a lot different. The banyan tree, which has a history of hundreds of years, still stands there dutifully as when I first came to school. I looked at the old banyan tree and listened to our happiness here.
I still remember when we used to sit in a row under this old banyan tree. Laughter and slapstick, noisy behavior and happy jokes all became indispensable symbols for us at that time.
Listen! The wind makes us laugh, so carefree. I like innocent laughter that has never experienced pain, frustration and sadness.
Look! The fallen leaves show the fragments we used to play, so happy and happy. Like a child who never thought about the future, exams, and separation.
Read! There is a group of our backs in the sky, so strong and stubborn. We never seem to want to give up, fail and obey.
Did you hear that? Did you get a look at him? That's who we used to be, who never experienced separation and thought we would always be happy. What about now? Are we the same as before?
I heard a voice crying out in despair: Don't change, I don't want you to leave me. Is that my voice? I thought we would live like this all our lives. I never thought that we would go to different schools, attend different classes and go to junior high school. I don't want to hear or say goodbye. Because these two words are too cruel and lonely.
However, I still heard it. I listened with my heart. However, I am not so hard to accept, because that goodbye is no longer the so-called goodbye. But a blessing, a longing, a yearning.
I heard your voice and your real thoughts. If you want to pursue more happiness, you have to say goodbye to primary school for six years. I really listened attentively and smiled with relief.
Graduation and separation are not cruel, on the contrary, they are happy, because at the moment of parting, we have all grown up and already know what happiness we want, so we will read those two words with a smile: goodbye.
Dear friends, please listen to the voices around you. Every sentence has a different meaning. Only by listening attentively can we understand the meaning contained in it. So, listen to every word with your heart, and don't misunderstand the people who love you.
Friends, please use another gesture to listen to the different meanings of each sentence!
2. The parody of the second paragraph of the sixth grade lesson 12 of the National Education Edition says: an inch of autumn rain is cold, and the mountains and rivers are yellow all night.
It's almost the Double Ninth Festival, and autumn is maturing. Lakes and mountains have become colorful, lonely and calm unconsciously. Nature, with a profound and sophisticated Zen artistic conception, declares a solemn beauty to the earth.
This charm is the figure of autumn rain and its melodious rhythm. I sat quietly in my study, listening to the sound of autumn rain outside the window. It is refreshing and plain, just like a spiritual pearl falling from the dust, graceful, light lotus steps, ethereal and charming.
I put down the scroll in my hand, gently opened the window door, stretched out a numb hand, and let the "tick-tock" rain drop on my palm. I feel a little coolness spread from my palm to my whole body, making the summer heat disappear without a trace.
I savor the beauty of raindrops, they are pearl-shaped, round and exquisite; The color is like glass, crystal clear. This round of autumn rain is somewhat Zen, and there is a sigh in the clarity; In the meantime, there is an extraordinary smell, which is also fragrant, astringent, alcoholic and sour.
I understand that this is the full brewing of the four seasons, the selfless dedication of the earth, full of deep affection for this harvest. I seem to see: when the autumn rain falls on sorghum, sorghum laughs and blushes; Autumn rain fell on the rice, and the rice smiled and bent; Autumn rain falls on the maple leaf, which turns red; There is a touch of sunset that shoots a golden light from the cloud gap and dyes the earth golden. Ah! This is the dress of autumn, the background color of autumn, and the mighty coast of peace. What a bumper harvest! Autumn rain falls from the heavenly palace like a shower.
With a sense of pride, it washes away the dust in people's journey and the dusty pages of the calendar, deliberately giving the world a fragrant and rich dream. Autumn rain is always full of silk, lingering, dancing with the autumn wind, as if weak and boneless, if the pearl is broken, it will slowly spread to Yuhuan, Shan Ye, flowers and trees.
Tiny raindrops bathe you quietly and the vast land. "Who said that the rain is soft and there is no wind, and Qiu Lai lives in natural conditions?".
Autumn rain contains the feelings of heaven and earth, pouring out the heart of the universe; She was affectionate and meaningful, causing chrysanthemums to bloom and calling back the flying geese. She is like a burning flame in love, igniting the sentiment of the season and illuminating the world.
This feeling comes from God's giving, which contains the connotation of heaven and earth. But who knows, autumn is a memorable season.
Watching everything gradually fall apart, watching the green leaves wither, watching the flowers wither under the west wind, and watching the leaves pile up in the autumn rain, you will have a helpless mood, recalling the heavy feeling and sense of loss that the ruthless years are gone forever, life is short, and the years are wasted; Looking back on the half century of my life, suddenly, I pinched my fingers and counted. Even if life really has a hundred years, the annual rings of life are over half! An unspeakable loneliness gradually imprisoned the madness of a former teenager. The past has never passed. Carefree childhood, surging youth, and the spirit of searching in full bloom can only be used as a kind of memory, copying chapters of memoirs for future generations to comment on.
And between the lines of memories, how much pleasure can you make you smile? I often wonder: If the past comes back to reality, can I bypass it? When real-time turned into history, did I have more joy? There is always an unsolvable equation in my heart, which dissolves, neutralizes, changes, precipitates in the form of elements in the eternal journey, and finally carbonizes and becomes a fossil. My thoughts are flying, hanging on the bookshelf, overlapping waves are all over the world, constantly beating my heart, looking through my long-lost resume, thinking of the past after a long separation, and my common sense is still confused, indicating that I am worried.
A gust of wind swept by, and the fluttering curtains dragged my thoughts back. I realized that autumn rain should bring joy, and harvest is a great gift of autumn.
In the harvest season, whether the continuous autumn rain is deliberately arranged by God for people to think about the past days in the harvest season, whether it is sadness or happiness, and whether it is a summary or reflection on the past years. People, like other things, are inspired by summing up and evolve in reflection. I walked out of the study, stood in the rain and looked up at the sky. The foggy sky is unfathomable.
Bathed in the coolness and comfort brought by the autumn rain, a deep sense of relief welled up in my heart. I feel like I'm in Zen, sitting on the lotus platform, completely in the mirror. Look at a coat of autumn water and experience the correct lifestyle.
Life is like autumn water, which moistens life. Life needs a graceful, calm, quiet and free-and-easy personality. If life is more lingering and quiet in the autumn rain, and more calm and free and easy in the autumn rain, how wonderful and rich life will be.
There are so many troubles and troubles in life because we are sometimes too impatient and eager for quick success. Autumn rain has brought us a lot of enlightenment, and many feelings about life, life and nature are just that we don't appreciate it with our heart, learn from it and experience it.
Have you noticed that the meticulous autumn rain is not just like an old man who has experienced many vicissitudes. Experienced too many vigorous things, he knew that plain is the most important thing in the world. All the honors, auras, achievements ... are only temporary. No matter who you are, you can't stay at the top forever. There is always a time to sit at the foot of the mountain and rest. The lingering autumn rain moistens the earth and the world, adds vitality to the world and shows the magical charm of nature. The world is developing in an orderly way.
After a break in autumn rain, a natural celestial mirror is built on the ground, reflecting the infinite hope of the earth and the joy of people's harvest. Today's rain is particularly fresh and wonderful, affecting my body and mind and everything around me.
And my mood is like the warmth of autumn rain, with a hint of * * * looming, like a dream, elegant and chic. After an autumn rain, the air was much fresher, and all the dirt was washed away by the wind and rain. The once roaring river is no longer noisy, thus embracing warmth and stepping into maturity and sophistication.
Ah, I finally know: autumn rain, sowing is beautiful, and collection is vast.
3. The 600-word selected composition of Lesson 11 of the sixth grade of junior middle school Chinese: The dream of writing in the first grade (600 words) is a bright light in the dark, which illuminates the way forward for me; Dream is a navigation mark on the vast sea, guiding my long-distance ship; Dreams are my personal equipment. Always give me strength. In order to dream, I shyly stepped into the gate of middle school and started my study life in junior high school. There are always many hurdles in life: from primary school to middle school, from middle school to college, from a child to an adult &; & Now, I have successfully passed the transition from primary school students to middle school students. Whether the more difficult hurdle behind is easy to cross or difficult to cross depends on my performance now. So, I must study hard now. I said to myself in my mind. A few days after school started, I took a math exam. Ding's class bell rang and the teacher came into the classroom with a stack of test papers. The students got the test paper and scrambled to write it, and I was no exception. The test paper was so simple that I wrote more than half of it in ten minutes. Ha ha! It seems that I will get full marks this time! I imagined the teacher praising me, the envious expression of my classmates, and my heart was as sweet as eating honey. It will take about ten minutes, and then check it for a while. There is still plenty of time! I looked at my watch and thought smugly. Let's have a rest first. Hey, there is a brother playing basketball outside! Take a quick look. Good shot! What? Into your own goal! Alas! Just as I was following the players' emotions, the bell rang at an inappropriate time. What? Just when I was full of O-type pain and tears, the team leader took my test paper without mercy. Woo hoo. I must have failed the exam this time. Within a day, the test paper was drawn out, as expected, 83 points! ! Looking back on the past primary school life, in those 2 190 days, there was sunshine and rain every day, accompanied by cold wind and heavy rain. I think: in the study life of junior high school, I will be able to grasp myself, respect my teachers and study hard. Class 1 16, Jingshan Middle School, tinghu district, Yancheng, Jiangsu: Zhang Weipeng.
The first part: the model essay of junior one Chinese composition.
Only then did I really understand that there are many sincere friendships in the world, including family, friendship and love? I think the most beautiful thing is affection, and its meaning is deep and incomprehensible. Since that happened, I feel that family ties are around me, which is very beautiful.
Before going to school, I often snuggled up in my parents' arms and spoiled. I did whatever I wanted, and my parents obeyed me. At that time, I didn't feel the love of my parents. I always felt that it would be fine. After entering primary school, I gradually became "disciplined", gradually realized that my parents were "good" to me, and gradually understood that they sheltered me from the wind and rain, rejoiced in my progress and encouraged me for my loss. Those pictures are unforgettable in my mind.
I clearly remember that it was a morning when it was raining cats and dogs. I was having breakfast, and my eyes kept looking at the smoke screen outside the door. I can't help worrying: although the school is not far from home, it's raining so hard. How can we go this way? My father seemed to read my mind and said kindly, "Don't be afraid this morning. You can eat with peace of mind and I'll take you to school! " "After listening to my father's words, my uneasy mood suddenly calmed down and I thought: How nice my father is!
After dinner, my father came out with a bicycle, found an umbrella and said to me in a hurry, "Go quickly, or you will be late." I asked strangely, "Dad, do we still have umbrellas at home?" "I have lent it to my neighbor Grandma Wang." We had to set off with the only umbrella for the whole family. My father rides a bike, and I sit in the back with an umbrella. I put an umbrella on my father's head for fear that the rain would wet his clothes. Dad said, "It's okay, son. Just don't get your clothes wet, or you will get sick. " "On the bridge, the wind was so strong that my umbrella almost fell into the river. At this "crisis" moment, my father stood on tiptoe and helped me hold my umbrella steady. I suggest dad stop for a walk, because it's so windy and rainy today that it's even difficult to walk. Dad said, "Being late will affect your study!" " "I said, dad, it doesn't matter to delay some time. Very safe. "
Honey, you lost your life. It was my mother who raised me through hard work and gave me a life path.
In public, he was pulled back. The two men looked at each other for a while, and then they fought. Thought of here, my gratitude was replaced by a shame. think back
After what the president did, I found out how small I was. Compared with her, my mind is simply competing with the sun for glory, so I can become big. Rivers and seas do not choose small streams, so they can become deep. At that time, I knew what true tolerance was: true tolerance is to tolerate everyone, everything and all traces of unhappiness with a broad mind. As long as we have a tolerant heart and are generous and tolerant, life will be more exciting!
4. Lesson 20, Book 2, Grade 6 Imitation of writing skills pays off.
"Many things grind" is a famous saying, which tells people that nothing can be done as long as they are diligent.
For example, Sun Jing, a Jin Dynasty man, tied a rope to his hair every night and tied the other end to the beam in order not to doze off. Every time his head droops, the rope will wake him up and continue reading after waking up. In this way, he became a celebrity who used a hanging beam to prevent himself from falling asleep. Su Qin, who is also a spy, has been looked down upon by others because he can't be an official in Qin. So he decided to fight for breath. From then on, he studied hard and forgot to eat and sleep. Whenever it's quiet at night, Su Qin is already dizzy and always wants to sleep. He immediately stabbed his thigh with an awl and felt pain, and people woke up. This is Su Qin, a celebrity who woke himself up by stabbing stocks.
Another example is Kuang Heng in the Western Han Dynasty. His family is poor, but he likes reading very much. However, at night, there was no oil lamp in his house, and a lamp was lit in his neighbor's room, so Kuang Heng dug a hole in the wall and read by the light coming out of the hole. This is the story of "digging a wall to borrow light".
There is also the modern Xu Beihong, whose paintings are well-known at home and abroad. When he was young, he inspired himself to learn painting, won glory for our country with his own efforts, and prevented foreigners from looking down on us in China.
From these celebrity stories, everyone must have learned a truth: only by persisting in the end can we make a difference.
I had the same experience growing up. In the second grade of primary school, I studied Chinese painting and electronic organ. At that time, the teacher was very strict and I was very diligent. I insist on painting and practicing piano every night. A year later, I passed the Chinese painting level 2 exam and the electronic piano level 4 exam. Unfortunately, the art teacher stopped teaching later, and I gradually relaxed my painting practice, from painting one every day to painting one every week, and gradually gave up on me. I have always finished learning the electronic piano. Whether it's windy or rainy, it's hot or cold, I insist on going to school by car for more than two hours every Sunday, and it's always dark when I get home. After returning home, I also insisted on practicing for nearly an hour every night. At the urging of my parents, I finally got some achievements.
From my study of painting and electronic organ, I deeply realized the profound meaning of the sentence "Many things grind". You can't do anything half-heartedly, half-heartedly, but you must finish what you started and persevere. Only in this way can we make a difference and make due contributions to the people and society.
Lincoln, the first 16 president of the United States, was a world-famous great orator. His success lies in that he has been practicing his eloquence since his youth, watching and listening more. When he was young, he worked as a farmer, lumberjack, shop assistant, postman, land surveyor and so on. In order to become a lawyer, he often walks 30 miles to a court to listen to lawyers' arguments and see how they argue and gesture. He imitated politicians and speakers while listening to their impassioned speeches. He listened to the evangelists who traveled everywhere, waved their arms and shook their voices in the sky. When he came back, he followed their example and practiced his speech repeatedly in the Woods and cornfields. The success of the speech made Lincoln finally become an eloquent lawyer and finally entered politics.
5. Imitate the sixth grade Chinese Lesson 6 Book 6 I walked into the resplendent school gate, passed a long, tree-lined corridor and came to the teaching building. I spent my primary school days in the temple of knowledge.
The fifth grade is the most tense period in primary schools (especially in the second semester). Not to mention that every class has a main course, even our only time after class and at noon is almost taken up by the teacher, and we have to accept exams that people dare not face.
It was another exam that day. Not long after the exam, I heard someone say, "Wang Yifan, look behind your deskmate!" I glanced at him subconsciously and saw some scotch tape on his back, but he didn't know it. We continued to play tricks on him like clowns. Gradually, more and more people participate in this activity (this is our way to relieve stress).
Unfortunately, our bursts of laughter were heard by the class teacher. She immediately picked up one of the test papers, threw it aside and scolded it. At this time, others were ashamed and happy: they didn't find it. After lunch, the class teacher called out all the people who had just participated in the activity, and we were all stunned, just like fifteen buckets of water-so anxious.
Before the teacher could speak, a person confessed for fear of being criticized by the teacher. It's over! One move and we'll all be wiped out! To our surprise, the head teacher smiled at us.
This must be a sugar-coated cannonball. At this time, the "boss" gave us a look, and we knew what it meant, but no one would confess.
The teacher finally spoke: "I'll tell you a little secret." I used to like pranks in class, and every time I acted, I was beaten by the teacher. " The head teacher winked at us. "Now children must not be actors. Their acting skills are so poor that they will be ng many times. "
Several of us suddenly froze, and we looked at each other, at a loss, standing there stupidly, not knowing what to do next. At this time, we feel ashamed again. It's still the same teaching building, but now it has a warm atmosphere different from usual, and everyone's face is full of smiles.
Miss Li, my head teacher and the star in my heart, you will always shine in my starry sky, trying to illuminate my dark night and help me guide the bright road. Thank you, my teacher Li.
6. The sixth volume of primary school Chinese imitates the 600-word composition in the third lesson. Today, I lie on the edge of the grass again, forgetting the world and myself in infinite silence.
In front of my eyes, it has become bigger than ever, and the grassland has become a big forest. A little ant, walking around alone, found a crumb. I think it must be a clever cook. He came out to find something to cook. Now he has found it, but he can't move it. He turned and walked back to the cave. Soon, the ant chef brought out some porters. They worked together in Qi Xin to move the food in. They had a big dinner tonight! I seem to smell the rice fragrance of ants. I want to go in and share with them, but I'm afraid of scaring these elves.
The life of ants is also very regular. They are doing their own thing: the little ants are at school, the teachers are teaching, and their teachers and students are so serious and dedicated. When little ants go to school, their parents are working and going to work. Jingle bell ... the school bell rang and the little ants all went home. When they get home, the little ants report their day's study to their parents, who may criticize them or praise them. A little ant who looks proud, I think it must have done well in the exam.
An ant robber fiercely stopped an ant resident, just as the ant policeman passed by and caught the ant robber. I think the ant police must be very happy because it has done a good thing for the people.
Smoke rises in the farmhouse yard, and the barking of the puppy brings my heart back.
7. The composition of the sixth grade imitation 10 class is 400 words. Nature is beautiful, and the world is beautiful.
Maybe you hate rainy and humid weather. But it's different when you look at them with your heart.
When it rains outside the window, the room is quiet At this time, you just need to calm down. Sit on a cane chair, with spiritual food on your legs, and take a sip of steaming scented tea. The refreshing air outside the scented tea window blends into one, slowly and slowly sneaking into your heart. Soft violin music holds your hand and takes you into a beautiful dream. When you wake up, you can. Cooking smoke rises from the low house in the small village, and the lights are lit up, which is hazy in the drizzle. Smoke, lights and rain in Mao Mao make trees and grass grow. Does everything in nature make you friends with them?
Of course, it can't rain every day. There are sunny days in Wan Li.
Clear sky in summer is a kind of pride, and the sky is the most beautiful in four seasons. However, you must be worried about the hot summer sun, as long as you make friends with them with your heart.
There are no impurities in the blue sky in summer, only lovely white clouds are dotted. Cicada sings the beauty of summer in the shade. You can sit quietly by a stream, and the lush trees stretch out their arms to block out the sun for you. The green grass has woven a fluffy and soft blanket for you as early as spring, lying on the blanket, looking up at the blue sky, and the stream is playing rhythmically for you.
8. Many things are learned to imitate 20 lessons in the sixth grade Chinese book.
Someone once said: Hard work pays off. In fact, as long as you are willing to work hard, sweat will not let him down.
1878, Edison decided to make cheap, durable, safe and convenient electric lights. First, he put the carbon filament in a glass bulb, but it only lit for 8 minutes, so he changed 1600 materials one after another. Once, Edison accidentally thought of burning cotton yarn into charcoal and tried it. As expected, the life of the light bulb was extended to 45 hours. Although he achieved a little success, Edison continued his research and developed a bamboo light bulb with a life of 1200 hours. Until 1906, Edison switched to tungsten wire, which improved the quality of the light bulb and has been used ever since. Hope to adopt! ! !