It was a cloudy night with a few drops of light rain. My parents and I are in the air-conditioned study, doing summer homework, reading books and surfing the Internet. We are so happy. Dad looked at the clock and said, "It's getting late. I'll take a shower first. " "I see." I said. Because my mother asked me to carry out a weight loss plan now, I can only eat small bowls for dinner, and I can't eat snacks after dinner. My stomach has long been upset. I plan to take action after one of them leaves. Just when everything was ready and only the east wind was needed, my father went to take a bath. I thought smugly that it was a wonderful time. I lied to my mother and said, "Mom, I want to go out." "What are you doing?" Mom said. "Drink water." "Then go." I hurried out of the study and went straight to the restaurant to get a pack of biscuits. I carefully tore open the package and wolfed it down. Because I ate too fast, I choked at once and felt terrible. I picked up a cup to drink water. The suspicious mother came out and asked, "What are you doing?" "Drink water." I broke out in a cold sweat. She saw me holding a cup and went back. I took a few more sips of water and felt better. It seems that people can't do anything wrong, or they will be punished.
I told you all my secrets, but don't tell my parents!
I have a secret. I have a little secret. In the dead of night, under the clear moonlight, I looked through my diary, and what came to my mind was sweet joy.
The story began a year ago. On Monday morning, I went to school with a heavy bag on my back, but after school in the evening, I ran home at a brisk pace. I ran so fast, of course, for the once-a-day biography of Rainbow Cat Lan Tu. I am a big fan of Biography of the Seven Heroes of Lan Tu. Unfortunately, the animation started at six o'clock in the evening, and dad just got off work at six o'clock. However, I always get away with it. On that day, my secret almost failed.
That day, I turned on the TV, sat on the sofa, ate flowers and rice with relish, and enjoyed it slowly, but it didn't last long. Suddenly, the power went out with a bang. What should I do? I'm as anxious as a cat on hot bricks. When I turned on the TV, there were four TV stations and seven were playing cartoons. Dad's memory should be remembered even if he turned off the TV last night. Just then, my father's footsteps came from the quiet room. In an emergency, I suddenly thought of a "coup". There happened to be electricity when dad came back. Dad turned on the TV and asked me inexplicably, "How did the TV station change from four to seven?" I pretended not to know and said, "Maybe you pressed the wrong channel." Dad nodded and said, "Maybe." I am secretly proud: Dad, Dad, you are really smart all your life and confused for a while. Dad was just fooled by me.
This matter has been hidden in my heart, and when I watch cartoons, I will think of seeing a little secret that makes me ashamed.
I have a secret. I have a little secret, which may not be a secret at all in the eyes of ordinary people, but I think it should be a secret, a secret that no one will know except heaven, earth and me.
Every day, I always spend some time writing my own secret diary. I never show my diary to others, even my closest parents.
No matter what happens at school or at home, those laughs, those quarrels; Those inner feelings, those voices and smiles left in my mind ... have become my secrets.
I remember that once I happened to catch the mid-term exam, I was sick and had to stay at home. I was lying on the sofa like a deflated ball-I was never sick during the big exam. If you don't make up the exam well, you will not only be lonely and bored, but also have much less time. I carefully picked up the composition book, the pen moved, and my feelings flowed down:
Being sick is really boring, not only delaying study, but also very painful. Mom doesn't care about me either. I am so angry!
"Da, Da" Mother's footsteps came from the corridor.
Oh, dear! Shit, mom's here! I quickly closed my diary and hid it under the sofa. I grabbed a book and pretended to read it.
"ah? Li thought, why did you take the book backwards? "
"I ... I'm reading another book in front ... I've finished reading that book." I broke out in a cold sweat.
"That's good." Mom said with a grain of salt.
I breathed a long sigh of relief-okay, okay!
To this day, my secret has not been discovered. Whenever something that impresses me happens, I will write down my feelings at that time. My secret also records my growing footprint.
In the future, when I look back on my growth story, my secret is my most precious spiritual wealth.
I have a secret. On the journey of growing up, everyone has his own little secrets, and of course there are secrets in his heart. I have a secret treasure chest. Its appearance is blue and there is a handle on it. The most important thing is that there is a lock in front, which needs a password to open. What's in the treasure chest? This is my mood card and wish card. The mood card was written when I was in a bad mood or in a good mood. I remember one time, my sister was watching TV and I was fiddling with the remote control in my hand. I don't know why, the TV suddenly changed channels. My sister thought I was changing the channel and had a fight with me.
It turns out that it's because of my remote control. Sometimes even if no one touches it, I will change the channel. No one knew about this, but my mother came out to persuade us. After all, newcomers are guests. I walked into the house alone and was in a terrible mood. That's why I feel wronged. I took out a piece of paper and wrote the whole story. When I finished writing, I threw it out of the window. At the moment, I feel that all my grievances seem to have gone with the wind. After that incident, I got a mood card. I took it out when I was free, as if I had returned to that time. Wish card is naturally my wish.
Before each exam, I will write down my ideal score on the card, such as "I hope I can get 95 points this time;" Every time before school starts, I will write my expectations for the new semester on the card; Before my birthday, I will write down the birthday gift I hope to receive on it; Whenever I have a holiday, I will write my holiday plan on it. Oh, dear! The exam is coming again. I'll write the score on the card quickly! Between you and me, I hope I can get 94 points this time. This is the secret in my heart, just a box full of secrets. A secret is a strange thing!
I have a secret. When I was a freshman, I had a little secret.
Once, I did badly in the math exam. When I got home, I didn't dare to tell my mother. I just quietly hid the test paper in my schoolbag and thought of a strategy.
The next day, I came to school early and walked into the classroom. I took the test paper out of the messy bag very lightly. As soon as I saw this paper, my heart was like a big stone falling from top to bottom. Thinking of math teacher Liu's meticulous face and aggressive words, my heart is like fifteen buckets of water-so anxious. I anxiously took out my pen and wrote down my mother's name-Tang Yanping. In math class, Mr. Liu checked our papers one by one. One, two, three ... all the students have checked, except one student, that is me. I wish Miss Liu hadn't found me, but Miss Liu finally called my name without knowing my mood. I feel my heart pounding and my legs are weak. No choice but to bite the bullet and give it to the white-faced teacher Liu. I saw Miss Liu staring at the paper, and then raised her head. God, I feel my legs are shaking so badly that I can't control myself. "Well, you go down." Teacher Liu said.
I said with relief, "That was close! I will do this once and never do it again. "
I have a secret. My father is walking around the room in a green coat, which is very mysterious.
I looked at the avocado under the door. Dad hid the money behind the TV. I walked up to him and said with a mysterious expression, "Dad, what are you doing?" Hearing this, my father jumped up and twisted his head. When he saw it was me, he exhaled a long breath from me and said, "Ouch! Why did you scare me so early? " Not convinced, I pouted and said, "Tell me about me, why are you sneaking around in the living room?" Dad said, "I am ..." I suddenly interrupted my father and said, "You hid the money behind the TV series and didn't give it to your mother." Hearing this, Dad put a finger on his mouth and said, "Shh! Don't be so loud, or your mother will hear you. " I pretended not to be afraid and said, "I want my mother to hear me and do bad things behind my mother's back." Hearing this, my father was anxious and pulled me to his side and said, "Good son, my father won't scold you in the future." I shook my head and said, "No, I'll let her hear me, so you don't have to buy cigarettes outside." Dad added, "You can always do it if you don't spend money in the future!" "I nodded and said," all right! Don't do this in the future. " Dad nodded and said, "Then don't tell mom." Say that finish and left. When my father went out, I told my mother about it. I thought: My mother will praise me and scold my father to death. However, my mother showed indifference and said, "Let my father have some money, too. I already know. "
I opened my mouth wide and thought, is mom doing this to protect dad's prestige? In fact, it made me stop trusting my mother. ...
I have a secret. Suppose I have a "secret garden". I will paint the garden pink like a peach blossom. In this way, I am like a little butterfly wandering in the sea of flowers, flapping its wings gently and flying around.
Suppose I have a "secret garden". I will decorate the surroundings with reeds and branches. In this way, I can feel the roughness and purity of nature all the time in the city.
Suppose I have a "secret garden". I will put a big bookshelf in the garden, so that books will shine on the bookshelf forever. In this way, I can step on the ladder of books and climb the peak step by step.
If I have a "secret garden", I will open up a piece of land of my own. Plant my favorite roses there, and then set up a shelf to let the grapes soar around the fence. In summer, strings of delicate purple grapes hang on vines, reflecting lavender light under the sunlight. At night, I sit in the garden, let the rich fragrance of roses cover me, and let the sunset and sunrise set off my garden more beautifully. The sun went down and my garden darkened. I look up at the starry sky, which shines like jewels and is embedded in the sky. Finally, I sat in the silent garden and fell asleep unconsciously. The light of the grapes dimmed, and clusters of grapes hung there motionless. The rose is staring at me. He is like a princess, so elegant, let the dew fall on her petals …
This is just my imaginary "secret garden". I don't know when I will have it.
I have a secret. Everyone has a little secret in his heart, a little secret that only he knows. Of course, I am no exception.
My favorite thing is taking a bath, that's right. After finishing homework, go to the bathroom to wash away unhappiness and fatigue, then put on pajamas and lie comfortably in bed. I feel so happy! But what makes me happiest is another thing. After dinner, I searched carefully in the bookcase at home for "this one?" No, is that it? Where was it last time? Yes, I'm looking for a book. Yes, this is it! I smiled happily and began to savor the contents of the book.
"Cathy, go and take a bath. My mother called me in the living room. I promised and moved to the closet while reading. Fold the pages, and then I peeked around. No one was there. I quickly stuffed the book into my clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower. I locked the door, closed the curtains, put the book on the shelf next to me, and watched it while washing, never leaving my eyes. I look at it like this almost every night.
On this day, I was fascinated by it and forgot the time. I washed it for an hour and a half. Mother knocked at the door gently: What are you doing in there? I didn't react until I cleaned the bathroom and wrapped the book in my clothes. It was a close call. I almost got caught.
Yes, my little secret is reading in the shower, and it hasn't been discovered yet. As long as I am not found every night, my heart is full of joy.
I have a secret. I think everyone has a little secret in their hearts. Yes, I have one or two secrets in my heart, and I feel that I have suddenly grown up and matured a lot. Haha, it feels good to have a secret!
How many secrets do I have? One, two, many. There are secrets about yourself, secrets about friends, and secrets like all girls. Then, I'll write a secret about the secret book!
Not long ago, tian teacher rewarded me with a beautiful notebook. How nice! What do you do with it? I think hard, hey! Got it! Let it be my secret diary! This is my dream!
Since then, I will spare some time every day, even if it is only a few minutes, I will add a word to my notebook.
On may 18, the teacher praised me.
May 19, my mother said my composition was good.
Although there is only such a little secret, write it out and savor it when you have nothing to do. It is a feeling that ordinary people can't understand, happiness, beauty and pride.
My little secrets are recorded in this little book, just like a five-flavor bottle, full of happiness, sadness, sorrow, distress and happiness.
I have a secret 10. The alarm clock on the wall is ticking. There are many test papers on my desk, and my mother sits next to me. As long as I don't concentrate, mom, the lion's roar will ring.
A minute passed ... thirty minutes passed ... an hour just passed. Finally, my mother went out to buy food. Taking this good opportunity, I quietly turned on the TV and watched it with relish. Not long after, I heard my mother open the door and immediately turned off the TV, covering up all the "evidence". But my mother still exposed my lies. She touched the shell of the TV set and said to me seriously, "Tell me honestly, did you watch TV?" It suddenly dawned on me that after watching TV, the TV shell would get hot, and my mother found a flaw. I couldn't help crying in my heart: Oh, my God!
After learning the lesson just now, I obediently finished all the papers and played for a while; But my mother appeared in front of me again and shouted at me, "Why don't you study and start playing again?" I said aggrieved, "But I have finished it!" But my mother said, "No, do my mother's homework again." I had to sit at the study desk and continue my study.
Mom, I want to say to you: "I love learning, but I also have my own hobbies." I don't want to study at home all day. I also want to go out to play! " "
I have a secret, 1 1. I have a very, very small secret, but it is uncomfortable to hide it in my heart.
One day in the third semester, all the students in our class went to physical education class with their new basketball. I borrowed mine from my brother. There's nothing to borrow, but when I took my basketball to physical education class, my classmate smiled and said to me, "Ren, why is your basketball peeling off?"? You dug it up! " I was a little embarrassed, thinking: How can my brother lend me this old basketball? Mom, why do they say this basketball is good? I came home from school and said to my mother, "This basketball is very old and can't be used." But my mother said, "As long as the ball works." After listening to my mother, I use it every day. I really can't stand people saying that I bully basketball.
On this day, I came home and saw my grandfather reading the newspaper and my grandmother cooking. I stole my basketball and went upstairs to find a place to hide. I looked around. Suddenly, when I found a lot of things under the bed, I could put the basketball in. I said I'll do it, take out the things, then put the basketball in, and then restore the things to their original state. When my mother came back from work, I quickly said to her, "Mom, I dropped my basketball. Please buy me one! " "Mom paused for a moment and said, are you hiding? Your eyes swept the room and you found nothing, so you promised to buy me one.
Although I bought a new basketball, I still can't settle down. I told my mother about it today. I must do something honestly in the future. If I do something wrong, I will confess it frankly.
I have a secret 12 I have a secret, hidden in my heart. I have a secret, hidden in the whispers of birds. I have a secret, like a stone sinking into the deep sea of memory. I have a secret. Like an arrow, it went into my brain.
The secret is near the gate. You have to drill through clumps of tall green grass, you have to walk through a path and go around a corner. At this time, you will find a pair of green eyes.
That's the night beast.
You will find this shadow, it is jumping, jumping beside you, and still whining. That figure is so cheerful, you can imagine how gentle and amiable it is during the day!
It wandered around in the dark grass, trying to find some food, but its fate was not satisfactory.
This is its performance at night.
You'll ask me what this is. It's a black cat I secretly adopted-it will always hide in that dark bush.
Once, it hid in the grass like a ghost. When its prey, the black mouse, approached slowly, it jumped up like a spring, jumped forward and bit the mouse's neck. The black mouse died. How alert and brave it is!
It is a brave black cat and can kill hundreds of black mice in a week or so! This can greatly reduce the rat infestation in the city!
It-wearing dark gray lines and bright eyes, its elegant and sensitive posture is still hidden in the dark grass. ...
I have a secret: 13 "Bonda". The brown door finally closed and my ears relaxed a lot. I opened the door of the room and went to the living room. Ah! What a mess! Peels were thrown in different places: on the sofa, on the floor, on the coffee table ... magazines and newspapers were turned upside down, and some toys were pushed under the TV and stereo ... just like the Japanese swept them!
What happened to these guests? It ruined our family! I wonder! Hum! Blame mom. Who told her to invite so many guests to her home? I advised her not to shout, but she just wouldn't listen. That's great. Let her clean up by herself! The sound of running water makes my heart smooth! I picked up a book and read it under the dazzling white fluorescent lamp.
"Ha ha" cried the chubby bear alarm clock reluctantly. I glanced at the alarm clock out of the corner of my eye, ah! It's nine o'clock! In normal times, my mother will definitely remind me to get ready for bed! But today … I walked straight out of the room, and what I saw was a little woman with a hunchback and messy hair wiping the dusty floor. Is this, is this my mother? I can't believe my eyes. Usually, she looks quite powerful. Is it like this today? Let me help mom! I just want to scream, but my mouth seems to be stuck by something and I can't say anything. ...
I just watched my mother do the work. ...
I have a secret 14. Speaking of secrets, I believe everyone has one or two unknown secrets. Me too. Oh, that's an embarrassing big secret.
My mother likes dressing up very much. Every time I see her fiddling with these cosmetics, my heart always itches: what if I can draw a picture?
Finally caught the opportunity, this time my mother was in a hurry to go out and forgot to pack her cosmetic bag! I immediately jumped to the dresser, picked up lipstick, pursed my lips, learned to apply it, and took a sip of "OK, OK!" "I took out my eyebrow pencil and smeared it back and forth on my eyebrows." Ah! Too strong, like Li Kui jy. "I remember my mother used to wash bad paintings with makeup remover. Yes, it is makeup remover! Where is it? This, isn't it? It's over! It's over! Go and wash up.
I rushed out of the door as fast as I could, and happened to hear my mother open the door, so I slipped into the bathroom and locked the door. "Why? So rampaging? " Mother asked doubtfully. "No, no ... I shit!" Look at your red face in the mirror, Li Kui jy's thick eyebrows and brilliant red lips. I still remember that "embarrassed" look.
I quickly squeezed some facial cleanser that my mother usually used to wash, and then walked out of the bathroom as if nothing had happened. It seems that my "embarrassing" secret will rot in my stomach. I don't want to be laughed at by my mother.
I have a secret, 15. Hello, everyone, it's 30 15. I am still so young and beautiful. I have a big secret that has been hidden in my heart, and now I have to whisper it: I am secretly raising the last dinosaur. At the night of 30 14, 12, 1, I played in the mantle with a depth of 5890 12 km. I was wearing high-temperature protective clothing. Suddenly, my foot seems to have kicked something. I used a super diamond drill to drill up. Ah, the yellow egg liquid is coming out. I stopped at once and took out my knowledge glasses. This is the last one in the world!
I remember that in 20xx, there was a tsunami on the earth, and dinosaur fossils including dinosaur eggs were washed away by the flood. Thinking of this, I quickly saved the gene of this dinosaur egg with a time capsule. I came to this land through teleportation. It is raining. I opened Nano Umbrella No.2 and hurried to my lab. It suddenly occurred to me that the time capsule was still in the mantle. I maximized the instantaneous horsepower, and went through the high-temperature protective net at once, and came to the hot burning rock. Ah, listen, what's that noise? I'm looking for. Wow, there is a cute little dinosaur! Next to it is my time capsule. I suddenly understood that the egg liquid was in my time capsule, just like hatching in my mother's arms. I noticed a thick layer of ice around the eggshell. Is this the legendary permanent ice? I carried the little dinosaur back to the lab. I'm so happy.