The head teacher once found me quietly and asked, "Can you teach me to play the Rubik's Cube?" "Oh, I see," I nodded. "Can we have a rest?" "Of course."
During the break, I played the Rubik's Cube in the corridor, completely forgetting the agreement with the teacher and spinning by myself. Because there is no such envious atmosphere around me, I walked into the classroom again, enjoying endless envy around me, and didn't even hear the bell. Another class, the students in the classroom handed in their homework and chatted. In any case, people are buzzing and creating chaos. It has become a "rare species" to be able to calm down and look at writing homework.
"The teacher is looking for you!" A shrill voice passed through the chaotic classroom. "Oh." When I realized that the voice was addressed to me, I answered lightly. I remember, the teacher asked me to teach Rubik's Cube! But I have to hand in a pile of exercise books. How can I get there in time? Hand in your notebook quickly, rush downstairs and pass the door of the teacher's office. Huh? What should I do? What am I doing here? Touched my head and forgot that my brain has been bad recently. I stopped by the toilet and returned to the classroom at leisure.
After a long time, I forgot all about teaching Rubik's Cube, and the class teacher never mentioned it again.
Once, the teacher called me again and asked when to teach the teacher Rubik's Cube! God, I just remembered, and this thing. "Now." I rushed upstairs to get the Rubik's cube, but I went to class.
But then, I forgot ...
Until today, when writing a composition, I saw the word "agreement" and suddenly remembered the "agreement" with the class teacher. Indeed, I'm sorry that I promised for so long but I haven't promised. As the saying goes, "it is easy to promise others, but difficult to make a promise." It is only after personal experience that I know that it is so difficult to keep my promise. Remember that this time, tomorrow, tomorrow will be honored. ...
12: A beautiful agreed composition of 700 words. If you have met me, you will definitely say that I am cheerful and optimistic with a pair of smiling eyes. However, I used to be a lonely girl, not close to people, until that year, I met her.
That day, my mother and I met our new neighbor in front of a house. I kept my head down and dared not look at them. A silvery laugh made me suddenly look up. It turned out to be a girl about my age. She is running around her parents like a copy of me now. Who will be unhappy when they come to a new land and look at her fairy-like appearance? I have an impulse to make friends with her, but I dare not speak and bow my head again. Who knows that she seems to know my heart, but she came up to me with joy and took my hand: "Hello, my name is Lexin, can we be friends?" Looking into her hopeful eyes, I nodded gently.
In this way, Lexin and I became friends, reading books, doing homework and playing games together every day ... I will never forget that time, which was a colorful memory of my childhood. Influenced by her, I began to learn to associate with people, which was easier than I thought, because I found that everyone was friendly, kind and took care of me. Seeing my change, my parents showed a gratified smile.
The big banyan tree in front of the door used to be the "secret base" for Lexin and me, and we would play here whenever we had time. We played the dance of bees and butterflies, listened to the singing of golden cicadas, appreciated a flaming maple tree, watched the snowflakes all over the sky, danced in our hands and flowed in our hearts, which built a bridge between me and her. We are good friends, intimate friends and inseparable sisters.
However, all things must come to an end. That autumn afternoon, I came to the banyan tree, wearing a long white dress, like an elf, like an angel, like the most beautiful epiphyllum in the world. But I always feel vaguely trance. She turned her back on me, and the sunshine plated her with a layer of Phnom Penh, as if to dissipate here, like a little mermaid. I can't help but panic. Her face is no longer a bright smile, but there is a trace of sadness in her eyes: "I'm leaving." Just four words, like a bolt from the blue. I froze. She hugged me, said a few words in my ear, stuffed something into my palm and turned away. I have never seen her since.
"I go, you don't be sad, don't cry. I am very happy with you. You can get along with others as you get along with me. " This is my agreement with Xinle, and I have always kept it.
13: I have an agreement with happiness. I am a humorous person. Of course, I also have happiness.
Everyone wants to be happy. It is like an angel, like magic, which can make us forget our troubles and pains. Many people in the world are born with happy cells, so they are happy every day; There are also many people who seem to be living a life of monks banging bells day after day, which has nothing to do with happiness. In fact, if you look for happiness with your heart, you will soon find that happiness is actually very simple. Happiness can be practiced. Everyone will be happy, but it depends on whether you can practice. It is an exercise, and you can get it through practice. This is not a lie, nor is it nonsense. Happiness is not only obtained when you are in distress, but exists anytime and anywhere. The question is whether you can practice, so that you can be happy. If you are really upset, you won't solve it: you can put on sweatpants and go jogging. You need to relax and run. Let the mood go with sweat; When the work pressure is high, you don't have to stay in front of the computer and press the keyboard hard, and you don't have to flip through books at will, let alone smoke one bitter cigarette after another in the office. You can go outside, shout at the blue sky and white clouds, take a few long deep breaths, or listen to relaxing music to relieve the pressure in your heart. In fact, happiness lies in that jogging, in that deep breath and in that wonderful music.
Happiness is optional. There are many people, and they are all very smart. However, some people choose happiness, while others choose pain. Your choice is very important. Forgive others' mistakes and give them encouragement and courage to correct them. Remember carefully every time others help you, and be grateful in your heart. In this way, you will be happy. In fact, happiness also lies in choice.
Happiness means knowing to give up. Housing enterprises are very important. If you know how to give up, maybe you can find another kind of happiness. Nothing you need can accompany you through your life. To succeed, you must give up first, and then you can get something better. If you are willing to give up, you will get it. There is a certain weight that everyone can be captured. If you return home with a full load too early, then you must give up some of your original things in exchange for others.
Even the choice is so imperfect, so is happiness, but it is also happiness.
700 words of childhood, you passed me in the blink of an eye, and now your youth is waving to me, and I must embark on this new journey. Looking back on that mythical childhood, I still can't bear to part with you, and I still have a little concern for you.
Childhood, you are like a golden sunrise, perhaps not perfect, but it is a yearning time. I know nothing about children, and I have been dominated by distractions in my youth. Only my childhood was carefree. Simple and beautiful. I yearn for my childhood, just as some people yearn for the future. Although I am the same, I prefer to miss my childhood that has passed away but cannot be recovered. Miss childhood, miss everything about childhood.
When I was a child, I still had ice cream in my hand and licked it greedily. My face was full of smiles. When I was a child, I swam in the water, and it was wonderful to be fluttering and playing. When I was a child, I looked at my elaborate "works" on the wall and felt how sacred it was ... Now, all this can only be my beautiful memories. But these will always be a bright pearl in my memory.
God is fair to everyone, even more just. I know I can't have a wonderful childhood, so I made an agreement with my childhood: one day in the future, when I am unhappy, my childhood must "save" me, save me with happiness, save me with carefree, and save me with its unique beauty, beauty, magic and sacredness. I have always believed that one day, my childhood will come back to me, just as beautiful.
In this unforgettable childhood, there are mother's care, father's care, grandparents' love, and many friends, endless friendship and endless fun. Childhood is so beautiful, but the good times are always short. In my opinion, childhood is more precious than money, because it is like the newborn sun and a symbol of beauty.
No one can change my agreement with my childhood, because this agreement contains a childlike heart.
I had an agreement with my childhood, and so did my childhood. An agreement that will never change.
Spring, summer, autumn and winter are natural changes, but they bring infinite vitality. Spring makes this place full of spring and vitality.
Spring is an enviable season. It is gentle and beautiful, symbolizing the season of recovery and the first season of the year. It symbolizes a new beginning, a new goal and a new self.
Spring is a beautiful season. Spring is coming, and I will follow the footsteps of spring and come to our appointed place. Birds are singing and flowers are blooming here.
The air is filled with the freshness of nature and the fragrance of flowers. The air here is refreshing and pleasant, and a breath here will make you feel refreshed. With the rhythm of ding-dong, ding-dong, I walked with cheerful steps to such a clear stream, watching it advance and nourishing the land there. During the trip, he helped flowers and trees grow, gave the most sincere wishes to rice fields, and finally threw himself into the embrace of the sea.
Birds are not idle, they are laughing. Fly freely in the air, forming a beautiful scenery line in the air.
The forest line composed of green trees is like a staff, the fallen leaves are notes, the birds are performers, and the stream is responsible for accompaniment. Spring is like a song. I am deeply immersed in it, intoxicated by this wonderful music and listening to the magic brought by nature.
Speaking of that agreement, it dates back to when I was five years old. On that day, I came to a place full of spring, which was very different from the outside world. There are mountains, water, trees and birds, which is simply heaven. At that time, I thought this was Miss Chun, so I said to her, "Chun, would you like to be my good friend?" The only answer I got was the sound of the spring breeze whizzing by. I thought she agreed, so I cried to her about my experience, the cruelty of my family and society, the pain I suffered, the norms and requirements I received every day ... After crying, I fell into a deep sleep and woke up feeling carefree, like sweet rain. I made an appointment with her to come to her every spring to relax and eliminate my grievances.
Seven years later, I left here, left her, but did not leave the cry of my soul.
Chapter 16: I agree to write a 700-word composition: "When the clouds open and the fog clears, the rain clears", "Since God has given talents, let them find jobs! , spin a thousand silver, all come back! " ... the past time has passed, but the poem has not left. Poetry accompanies me, and I remember my agreement with poetry.
When I was a child, I didn't like so-called poetry, rhyme and beauty. In my heart, I only like the vastness of the sky and interesting stories. But no matter what I like, my mother pulls my back in her spare time. Fortunately, my mother doesn't have much rest time, and I also save time to recite things that I don't understand, so, ah, there is plenty of time for me to run and have fun. Coke helped me when I was a child. I suffered in primary school.
The reason can only be that after school, there are some "cultural differences" between my classmates and me, which makes my mother look at it and worry in my heart. Helpless, let me recite ancient poems for a summer vacation. I was sitting alone in my room, reading a poem, and my soul floated outside, with a book in my hand, lying on the windowsill looking at the sky outside the window. The sky is blue, without any impurities. Clouds are laughing freely in the sky. The buildings are neatly arranged opposite each other. Leaves rustle and sway gently in the wind. A few flying sparrows ran away screaming like a prank.
"Qi! This is not as good as reading a book! " I muttered to myself, picked up the book again and began to read poetry. "Even the sea level spring tide, the bright moon * * * tide at sea. Reading, I seem to see the night view of the river in spring. The spring tide is so strong that it is even equal to the sea. The moon on the sea seems to flow with the rising tide of the river ... this beauty is unparalleled. I was intoxicated by poetry and painting, and forgot to be bored. I suddenly discovered the beauty of this poem. I looked out of the window, the sky was clearer, the clouds were more playful, the wind blew more gently, the green leaves dragged shallowly, and a smile floated on my face, silently thanking the beautiful scenery in this poem.
So, I made an appointment with Shishi, and I made an appointment with her and stayed with her all the time. I know that poetry will accompany me all my life. As long as I love poetry, I will remember my agreement with poetry. Poetry is immortal and will never be erased.
17: I have an agreement with myself. The setting sun is like blood, and the north wind is howling. I was walking alone on the road with a cold and red test paper, and a cold wind blew from my ear. I can't help feeling a little cold.
When I finally got home, a warm wind blew on my face. Father was lying on the sofa, holding a newspaper in his hand and watching with relish. He didn't even notice me. When I walked in, he suddenly said, "Come back, I just made a cup of tea and put it on the table. Take it! " My answer is yes.
I came into the room with hot tea, but my heart was not warm at all and I was disheartened. I didn't do my homework or read a book. I just stood by the window and watched the rain outside. Plants seem to be like me. When they encounter setbacks, they never look up. Under the heavy rain, they all hung their heads.
Dad finally knows the big red paper. Last night, my father saw me in the independent window and was very curious. He went up to me and asked me what was wrong. I took the test paper to my father without telling him. Father looked at it, just shook his head and turned away. Looking at his fading back, I feel sorry for him.
Today, my father woke me up early in the morning. My sleepy eyes dare not look him in the eye for fear of attracting more resentment. I thought my father would raise his huge palm and hit me in the face, but I didn't. My father led me to the balcony with his hand behind his back. My father stopped. I looked around and there was nothing special. When I looked down, I saw nothing. My father pointed to the downstairs, and I looked down at his finger. I see nothing. My father asked me, "What plants have undergone special changes from yesterday to today?" I just observed it carefully, and there was nothing special except that their state had changed. "Yes, it is a country. The flowers and plants destroyed by rain yesterday are brand-new today, which shows that they have a tenacious spirit, which supports them and overcomes difficulties. What about you? "
I suddenly understood that there must be setbacks and disappointments in life, but the most important thing is to have a spirit of perseverance and perseverance. With these qualities, we have the opportunity to break through setbacks and pursue higher and further success. I shouldn't fall down in an exam, I shouldn't be troubled by a setback and give up, but I should be fearless of difficulties and hardships. I should try to beat them. I think my father gave me a positive look.
I want to move towards higher and further goals. I have an agreement with myself today!
Chapter 18: our secret agreement composition 700 words As the sun sets, I stand in front of the peach tree and look at the beautiful peach blossom. These little flowers are "witnesses" secretly agreed by my grandfather and me.
Three years ago, I went to live with my grandfather My grandfather is a 60-year-old man His eyes narrowed into a line, two naughty and energetic eyebrows, and his petite and thin body gave people a feeling of vigor and strength.
Grandpa always regards me as his good friend and takes me to play every day. In my eyes, he is a child and will never fall.
However, fate is never guessed. Because of long-term fatigue and poor health, grandpa's petite body collapsed in front of me.
Since then, grandpa has changed. He won't make me laugh all the time, it will only hurt for a while. He didn't jump around lively, but slept on the bed motionless.
I'm sad, I'm afraid, I'm afraid grandpa will set foot on the road to heaven.
Until one day, grandpa called me to his side and limped me to the peach tree. Grandpa said, "Look how beautiful this peach tree is!" " Grandpa wants you to grow up like these flowers and study hard! "I said firmly," I will! "But you have to promise me, you must ask me, you must get better!" "good!" Grandpa laughs like a child. Let's pull the hook. An old hand is up, and a white hand is up. Grandpa added, "This is a secret agreement between us, and no one can lie."
The merry-go-round of time goes fast-a year has passed.
By the time I ran home with the prize, grandpa had died.
I have the certificate of merit. In front of that peach tree, the peach blossom is bigger and more beautiful. I closed my eyes and said softly, "Grandpa, I have finished my secret agreement. What about you? I have a good life here, you don't have to worry. I seem to hear my father's kind voice. "
I smiled, grandpa! We all fulfilled our secret agreement and didn't lie.
Now that I have grown up, peach trees have grown a lot. I want to know what happened to grandpa. But the secret agreement between grandpa and me will never disappear!
In the sunset, peach blossoms are more charming, just like our agreement. With grandpa's smiling face, it is more charming and beautiful!
We have an agreement with Xue. There was a heavy snow in the winter of our third year, and it hasn't snowed since. But today, I heard laughter in the snow again. Because the first snow this year came earlier.
I came to school this morning. I didn't go to class as usual, but went directly to the playground. This is because-students have a "winter agreement". I came to the playground, and sure enough, my classmates got together in the snow. In the snow, some rolled and were covered with snow; Some are having a snowball fight, and their noses and hair are covered with snow. I asked them, "Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?" They replied, "This is the real meaning of snowball fights!" Some make snowmen, they work together, some transport snow, some pile snow, some shovel snow, and some … Seeing that their hands are red with cold, I also want to give my love-I lent my gloves to my classmates. Everyone smiled happily, and so did the snowman.
When I step on snow, it is not as hard as ice, nor as soft as mud. As soon as I stepped on it, it sank, made a "squeaky" sound, hardened, lifted my foot and left a deep impression. This is not just a footprint, but a happy childhood memory. When I was still intoxicated in this silver world, "Bang!" I was hit by a shiny snowball. It was Sung-woo Jo. Not to be outdone, I immediately picked up a snowball and hit him. We had a good time.
The most interesting thing is snowballing. I made a simple snowball first. I made a simple snowball first, and then let it roll wildly in the snow until it can't roll any more. Just then, my classmates came to help me, and we pushed huge snowballs together until all the boys in our class couldn't roll together. The teacher thought of a good idea: roll a smaller snowball and you will become a snowman. Wonderful! We are making Qixin. Today, everyone loves to say the word "roll". Generally, when they are angry, they will speak this uncivilized language. It seems that everyone is very excited! Our snowman is ready, and everyone is rushing to take pictures as a souvenir!
Snow has brought us joy, and we are even more excited and happy than when it snowed two years ago! Everyone makes snowmen, has snowball fights and snowballs ... we have silvery laughter everywhere in the snow!
Article 20: My cousin and I agreed to write 800 words. It's the annual Spring Festival again. Every Spring Festival, I will go back to their hometown with my parents, and this year is no exception. The person who plays with me the most is only my big cousin. He has always taken care of me, and I have always adhered to him and followed him. Although I didn't reach an agreement with my big cousin, I also know the reason. ...
I have a vision in my heart, and I can't sit still like a nail in the car. We are afraid of racing on the highway, so our parents choose to drive in the middle of the night to avoid the rush hour. I looked through the window and saw that the scenery outside the window changed with time. We just have time to watch the sunrise. I saw a red sun rising from the window of Ran Ran. The earth becomes brighter, the trees become greener and the headlights go out. After breakfast in the service area, we continued to walk home. The morning air is so fragrant, and the dew is still hanging on the leaves.
I was on pins and needles when I got home. When I saw how beautiful my grandmother's house was after renovation, I jumped up and down like a monkey. Finally, my long-awaited cousin came back. He, height 1 m 85, dark skin and handsome appearance, is my big cousin. I was even more excited when I saw him bring a laptop back, what's more, his computer also has the same games as mine! This makes me even more reluctant to leave my grandmother's house.
Unconsciously, today is my last day with my cousin, and I will go back to my hometown tomorrow. But I learned that we were going back to grandma's house tomorrow afternoon, so I made a plan with my cousin. I have an appointment with my cousin to have afternoon tea in the city tomorrow afternoon, but it's not as good as I expected. ...
I didn't know until the next afternoon that it was too late for afternoon tea. My cousin also tried his best to save me and didn't want to let me down. He said he would take me to his classmate's house for a barbecue at night, so I wouldn't be so sad. But I didn't know I was leaving until after dinner, so I didn't have a chance to have a barbecue. I am very sad, and feel that my cousin cheated me. But I deeply know that it's not his fault, but my time doesn't allow me. My cousin has done a lot for me, and he gave me everything I wanted. I'm not so sad anymore.
After this agreement with my big cousin, I found a life truth: life is always unsatisfactory, nothing is the same as you think 100%, and the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. Don't be too hard on others, cherish what you have, strive for what you don't have, and don't always rely on others. People should learn to be content.