I am twelve years old. I am old enough to be a little man. In addition to managing my own study and training, I will also help my family buy meals, pour meals, make beds and move things with tricycles. ...
Recently, my grandmother fell down. Her whole foot, Qing Wu, was painful and swollen, and it was inconvenient to walk, so I was in charge of irrigation. My father works outside, my mother works at school, and my mother is the only tutor in my study. But my mother has too many things to do at school. She often works late into the night and lends her rest time to school. How can I have so much time to take care of me? It depends on my self-discipline. I will never blame my mother for ignoring me and not playing with me, because I know that my mother and father are very hard and busy, at least much busier than me.
Students, we are all in the sixth grade, so don't haggle over every ounce, and don't complain about what he or she did wrong. We are a collective, we can't make our own decisions, we must obey the teacher's command, just as a soldier must obey the commander's command in everything. Haven't you heard that sometimes you lose money? My mother often says, "Eating compliments is also a kind of happiness." Please be patient and don't be too impulsive, or you will both lose. I like the saying in The Mean best: Be calm for a while and take a step back. Success requires waiting, and this waiting is called patience. This is some of my life insights when I grow up.
Don't be the best others, be the best yourself. Our teacher Li often says so. If you can't be a road, make a path; If you can't be the sun, be a star, do everything in a down-to-earth way, and you will surely shine in the future. When we grow up, we should not blindly envy others, but strive to be the "best self"!
Article 2: Men in our family
There is a man in our family, and that is my brother. He is interested in food. Once, many guests came to our house. It's time for dinner. Mom shouted: Xiao Ming, come here quickly. We want it. The text of the article "400 words of men in our family" begins >:> There is a man in our family, and that is my brother.
His interest in food.
Once, many guests came to our house. It's time for dinner, and my mother called, "Xiao Ming, come here quickly." We are going to have dinner. " I saw him rush into the restaurant in three steps and two steps, quickly sat down in his seat, glanced at the dining table with his eyes, and could not help but exclaim, "Wow! There are so many delicious things! Even my favorite Mapo tofu! " After that, he picked up chopsticks, put a little of everything and wolfed it down. Dad said angrily, "Xiao Ming, why are you so ignorant?" The elders haven't eaten yet. Why did you eat first? " My brother hung his head in shame.
His respect for his elders
Once, my family went to dinner with my grandparents. After the food was served, I saw my brother pick up the biggest rib with chopsticks and put it in my grandfather's bowl, and another one in my grandmother's bowl. Dad nodded slightly and said happily, "Xiaoming in our family really respects his elders!" " "Dad smiled, my brother smiled, and everyone laughed.
His demand for independence
One day, he quietly walked into the bathroom. I saw him soaking the red scarf in water, soaping it and rubbing it hard. Those bubbles rolled out of his fingers like dirty balls. Then, he turned on the tap and put the red scarf under it to wash. Finally, hang it on a bamboo pole to cool the clothes. He looked at the red scarf he had just washed and felt extremely proud.
Look! My brother is such a villain.
The third article: the men in our family
Without men, the world is unimaginable. Who are you writing? Think about it, oh! So I went to my little brother's sister's house to play. That's my sister's child. The couple didn't want to have children. He had to. So after giving birth to him, his young parents fled to Heze City and left him at home. After that, I almost hugged him this winter vacation. He was getting heavier and more uneasy in his arms, but he wanted to take a walk again and took him away. When he can walk without a hug, he cherishes those two legs, doesn't want to walk more, and often wants to hug. This is a spiral of great ideas.
This is a boy and this is a man. When he was two years old, we decided to send him to the nursery. On the morning of his departure, he looked around silently. When all the other children were crying, he remembered to cry, crying loudly, without sadness, as if he were just attending a ceremony. It is not easy to send him to the nursery every morning. Do you like nurseries? He said he didn't like it. But he knew he had to go, so he accepted this reality calmly and didn't make any ineffective struggle. According to the teacher, he eats well, sleeps well, sings well and plays well, but he is still a little strange. But he soon got used to it and began to make friends, fight and gather people to make trouble. Every day when I pick him up, I get some complaints from my teacher.
When he was four years old, he wanted to go to Heze, and he was extremely reluctant to go. His parents are more like teachers, more severe than kind to him. Moreover, happiness and anger depend on his mood. The day before he left, he said to his grandmother, "Grandma, you don't want me. You kicked me out. " Almost grandma shook her head and wanted to keep him.
This is the man in our family. It can make him grow up bit by bit. The outline of his face, the fine lines on his palm, his body, his strength, his wisdom, his personality and his gender are so mysterious, vivid, prominent, inflated and re-inflated. These things are really more literary than literature, and any art is more artistic. At this point, I simply don't want to write a novel; I don't want to write about women or men. Alas, let men grow up well!
Chapter 4: Men in Our Family
There are two little men in our family, one is my brother and the other is me.
His interest in "creating a web"
Recently, I read a composition book, and all the articles on it were taken from Wang Chuang. My brother and I are in the fourth grade, but he is very interested in this website. I also want to publish my own articles in books through it.
At first, he always suggested going to this website, but I always told him not to surf the Internet, because as my brother, I know him very well: he doesn't like learning Chinese at ordinary times, and even doesn't read extracurricular books at all. The articles published on the Internet are of poor quality, so they are a joke. But no matter what I tell him, he still cares about "creating a net".
The opportunity has finally come. Our family had a big breakfast this morning. I accompany my mom and dad to buy food and let my brother watch the house and wash the dishes. However, two hours later, when we came back, the sight in front of us made us laugh and cry: the rice bowl was intact on the table, where was my brother? I sit in front of the computer and concentrate on typing. I went up to him and saw him publishing an article there. I patted him on the shoulder to remind him to have a rest. But he ignored my words and still typed seriously, so I had to walk away helplessly.
His interest in food.
My parents call us "stomach king", but sometimes I am picky about food, but he wants to eat everything. When the cartoon "Little Master China" was shown, he watched it very carefully, and it lasted for an hour.
He is very interested in all kinds of delicious food in cartoons, and often drools after watching it. What interests him most is golden fried rice. Sometimes he has to make a bowl by himself. Although he just learned to cook and burned the rice, he still ate it with relish. Oh, no, you should use "taste" because while watching TV, he slowly picked up a ball and ate it. It took about three quarters of an hour to finish eating, and his face was still full of happy smiles. ...
Grow up happily, little men.
Chapter five: the little man in our family
A few days ago, there was a pile of sand in front of my house because the community was going to build roads. Yu Hao (my brother) likes playing with mud and sand. Seeing this pile of sand makes him very happy. With that chubby little hand piled with sand, I watched quietly. In fact, I also want to play, but I have too many concerns and can only watch with envy.
Yu Hao seems very busy. He was busy "building a castle" and "cooking" for a while, and quickly shouted, "Sister, come and help me." I couldn't hold it any longer, so I rolled up my sleeves and played with Yu Hao.
We piled the sand high, then put branches as flags on it, and made soldiers with small stones in front of the castle. Yu Haotian really said, "Sister, I will build this house for you in the future." I laughed. "That elder sister will live in Yu Hao's house in the future," I joked. Yu Hao clapped his hands happily: "OK, OK, we will all live together in my house in the future. Do you want me to protect you? " I didn't expect this boy to take it seriously, but I felt inexplicable happiness in my heart. "Ha ha, but you are too young. You can't even beat me. How can you protect us? " "When I grow up, I will be like Altman." Yu Hao also dressed up as Altman. I burst out laughing. "Okay, okay, you will protect us when the monster comes." Yu Hao nodded seriously.
We are having a good time, and it is raining in Mao Mao. I told Yu Hao to hurry home, but this little guy dug like a bull. Say nothing and refuse to go back. Don't leave until it's finished. I can't do anything about him, so I have to squat down with him and build a castle together. Looking at Yu Hao's meticulous appearance, I have an indescribable feeling in my heart, which seems to be mixed with a little admiration. The castle built by the two of us attracted a group of children about Yu Hao's age in the community. They helped us build a castle together. Perhaps, in his mind, this is not just a simple game, but also a belief. He just doesn't get it yet.
We cut the leaves into small pieces and put them in a pot. We put sand in a small box to make rice. We also make cakes with sand and put candles in the sand. We painted on the beach with our fingers, not to mention how happy we were. Looking at our achievements, we turned around hand in hand and smiled freely. Although we are all like Xiaohua Mall, our hearts are so full. Nothing seems to stop our joy.
In the rain, we laughed happily. ...
Chapter 6: The Little Man in Our Family
There are many people in this world who are a landscape and irreplaceable.
He is only seven years old, but he moved and shocked me again and again like a man.
He touched me.
He never likes watching those sensational soap operas, but he has been watching Altman for several years.
Once, I asked him what he wanted to be when he grew up.
He solemnly said, I want to be Altman. I'm not surprised that he said so, because children in this era are so whimsical. But what he said below made me cry in an instant.
He said, this way I can protect my sister so that she won't be sleepless at night because she dreams of strange monsters.
What else can I say? I can only turn this emotion into love and be doubly good to him.
The shock he gave me.
During the summer vacation, my mother and I ate cold drinks at home and watched my brother play. My brother accidentally ran outside. The road is being built outside, and deep ditches have been dug on both sides, and there is a lot of dirty water inside. )
When my mother urged me to go outside to see my brother, I walked out of the house reluctantly. "Yang. . . . . . "I was about to call his name, but I found him holding both sides of the ditch with his palm and struggling to climb up. It seems that he fell down by accident. He leaned back against the ditch, bent his back into a semicircle with all his strength, and moved up with difficulty. I couldn't stand it any longer and tried to help him pull him out, but he ignored me, his face was flooded with disdain and sweat dripped down.
After a few minutes, he finally climbed up. I opened the clothes on his back and saw blood.
I was really shocked. There are so many blood and crisscross marks on my back, but he just didn't shed a tear and didn't say a word "pain".
Afterwards, I asked him why he climbed up by himself and didn't want my help.
He calmly replied: how can people who can't even protect themselves help others?
He moved and shocked me more than that.
From his words and deeds, I found that he grew up and became a man's station. Like he said, he can be Altman, so that I can stop having nightmares, right?
I hope I can help you, and I hope I can adopt it satisfactorily.