Write poetry into the life composition collection 1 suddenly look up. Accompanied by green, I can't help but smile indifferently. "sasha vujacic, sasha vujacic ..." The sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper sounds strange to me. I was doing my homework at my desk when I caught a glimpse of the meat pot on the desk. Meat doodle, really like a child! I looked at it with my chin in my hand and couldn't help thinking, this is the spring on my desk!
"There are still 80 days before the senior high school entrance examination ..." I remembered this sentence again in my mind, immediately withdrew my heart and began to write. It says, I have a question. Oh, what can I do? I scratched my head and frowned. Why not leave it empty first! But if you don't do it now, you won't do it for a while! Why not strike while the iron is hot and watch it a few times? I pointed to the words on the topic and read them carefully one by one for fear of missing anything. At this time, the sunlight leaked obliquely from the fingers to the paper, which made people feel warm. The meat in the pot is also greedily enjoying the "irrigation" of the sun. I stretched myself and said to it, "Hey, you are so happy. Enjoy sunbathing! " "
I started to do the problem again, and this time I was not so impatient. I began to calm down and do it slowly, because I knew it was growing with me, but in different ways. I faced this pile of papers like an exam, and it was completed in a limited time. I can't turn over the textbooks or check the data. Finally, I finished it a long time ahead of schedule! I couldn't help cheering loudly. "Yes, that's great!" I looked at the meat pot and smiled and was surprised that the meat seemed to have senses, just like giving me a look back and a smile.
Walking in the street, I found that both sides of the street have been completely new, and many trees sprouted when I was not paying attention. Look, "I don't know who cut the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors." "Grass and trees will soon know spring, and they will make wheat straw in various ways. Huayang has no talent for pods, but the solution is to let snowflakes fly all over the sky ... "I intoned. The scene before us, although not as magnificent as the poem "Snowing all over the sky", is moving and full of vitality. I remembered Haruki Murakami's saying that "where there is hope, there must be sharpening", and so do flowers and trees! After a cold winter, I finally fell into the embrace of spring, during which I must have experienced a lot of tempering.
And I am about to face the senior high school entrance examination, which will certainly be full of hardships. However, repeated efforts and pursuits will also promote my progress. What I have to do now is "plant the plane tree and wait for the phoenix to be born". In the face of these little pleasures, I smiled again. ...
Be worthy of yourself and a good spring. ...
I am running in this green world. ...
What are you afraid of if you have the courage? Going up, it is necessary to make these things that were originally thought impossible possible. Let your success and victory stand firm, take root and sprout, and let success come behind failure! That experience of learning to ride a bike made me deeply realize this.
That day, when I first learned to ride a bike, my grandfather was very worried. He is not holding the handlebar in front, or holding the car "ass" behind him, never leaving. He ran and ran, full of sweat. As for me, I am even more scared when I see my grandfather like this, and I am afraid that I will fall black and blue.
Grandpa is too tired to hold on. "You are so stupid, practice by yourself!" "Go, sit in the shade and have a rest. I am furious: if you call me stupid, I will show you. If you don't believe in learning, you won't!
So I groped for it myself, and gradually, I touched some doorways: the handlebar should be flat, look straight ahead, and don't forget to kick your feet ... Before getting on the train, my heart was like fifteen buckets of water-seven ups and eight downs. Hey, who cares? Let's get on the bus first, but who knows, I started the "eight-character dance" as soon as I got on the bus. Because of the unstable center of gravity, I had a heavy fall, bruised my instep and cried even more. I endured the pain and got up, stood up straight, got on the bus and sat up straight. Hold the car tightly, look forward ... eliminate the danger again and again, and finally control the car.
Grandpa gave a thumbs-up when he saw Gao, and kept shouting, "Great! You're amazing!
Riding a bicycle, the wind blows head-on, and the books around me brush backwards ... Suddenly I remembered what a great writer said: The most difficult thing in the world is to conquer yourself. I am very happy, because I have defeated myself and I have tasted success. Life needs courage. This is my feeling.
Writing Poems into Life Composition Collection 3 There have been many things in school recently, and I am a little free today. You can't be too busy. I always feel uncomfortable not writing for three days. So I couldn't help waving the keyboard with my fingers and flying with my heart.
A few days ago, I read Teacher Li Zhenxi's Teaching with Thought, and I found it quite rewarding. As a teacher, our own quality cultivation, the improvement of language charm, unique classroom style, harmonious interpersonal relationship, etc., all make me feel that there seems to be no more confusion or hesitation on the way forward. Because we must move forward, because we have a great name: teacher. As teachers, it is our duty to preach, teach and dispel doubts.
It is really a pleasant thing to let yourself read for more than half an hour every day. I recommend youth because of pain. I like reading different kinds of books very much, although there are many ways to read, the one that suits me is the most beautiful, so I will choose different reading methods for different books, and so will my classmates. Let me talk about why I recommend this book first. Listen: I am young because I am uneasy; I am young because I am at a loss; Because of hesitation, so youth; Because of loneliness, so youth; Because I am uneasy, I am young. Just because our youth is like this, every time we stand at the crossroads of life, do we find the direction of the future? ? So I recommend it to you. Let's awaken our youth together.
Today is also my 5 1 child's mid-term exam day. I believe them. Achievement is not unique. Face every test with confidence. I believe it is the best.
There is a different feeling that it is warm to write a poem into four life compositions; There is also a different taste, that is happiness; There is another feeling, that is love! Under the care of maternal love, I became like a gentle little sheep, following my mother closely; Under the care of my father's love, I became like a free eagle, flying freely and happily, flying higher and higher ... The English letter "Parents" has seven letters, representing seven gifts given by our parents: life, life, ideals, morality, happiness, care and care, which are combined into one word and two words-love.
I remember when I was a child, I accidentally fell down and cried on the ground. My mother came over slowly and said kindly, "Good boy, stand up by yourself. You can do it." Maybe there is a magic in my mother's words. I really stood up by myself. I was dancing happily at that time. When I was in primary school, I began to learn to ride a bike. Because I don't know the fun of riding a bike, I'm too scared to learn. My parents encouraged me to say, "it's okay, son, we will do it!" " You won't fall. Mom and Dad will protect you. "After listening to my parents' words, I gained confidence and bravely learned to ride a bike. Unexpectedly, I soon learned to ride a bike. From then on, I took cycling as a pleasure and it became an indispensable partner in my life.
I remember another time, when I was in the first grade, I had a monthly exam. After the exam, I walked out of the examination room with confidence, thinking that I had done well in the exam. As a result, I failed in math after my grades came out-only 48 points. My eyes suddenly darkened, and my hands held the test paper tightly. My heart ached, as if there were countless knives gripping my young heart. I can't help crying. Finally, tears could not help but flow down. I can't forget it for a long time. The teacher encouraged me to say, "it doesn't matter if I don't do well in this exam, I just fail occasionally." Besides, a result means nothing. I believe you can do it as long as you work hard. " I live in happiness.
What is happiness? I am a little ignorant and hazy about its true meaning, and it is my grandfather who let me thoroughly understand the connotation of happiness.
Grandpa is over half a year old and still a disabled person. He doesn't usually move easily. I remember once, because I ate too much cold food, my stomach was very uncomfortable. I told my grandfather about the situation at that time. Grandpa hurried to take me to the drugstore to buy medicine without saying anything. It was raining heavily outside. I sat in his disabled car, the wind was blowing, and I felt very cold and shivering. Grandpa seems to feel something. He immediately took off his coat and put it on for me. In an instant, a warm current welled up in my heart. Before long, we arrived at the door of the drugstore. Grandpa handed me the money and told me, "Ask me what medicine to buy for my stomachache. Go back quickly! " "hmm." I took the money from my grandfather, nodded gently, and immediately walked into the drugstore. After buying the medicine, we drove home again. The wind mixed with raindrops hit my grandfather and me from time to time, feeling a little stinging but warm. I can't help but be touched by grandpa's attentive expression when driving.
I got home before I knew it. Grandpa was afraid that I would catch a cold, so he asked me to change clothes, take a hot bath and take some medicine. He himself is sitting in the living room, drinking hot tea that has just been made. When I finished everything, I came to the living room. Grandpa smiled at me with relief after seeing that I looked a little better, and said, "How do you feel now? If things don't get better tomorrow, I'll take you to the hospital ... "I looked at my grandfather's kind face and felt extremely warm. I can't help secretly saying to my grandfather, "Grandpa, you have worked hard!" "
If you ask me now, "What is happiness?" I can tell you right away that this is a responsibility, a happiness, a comfort and a touch.
In fact, happiness is that simple. It is the human truth accumulated bit by bit in life, which makes our life full of joy and unforgettable forever.
Write Poems into Life Composition Collection 5 Life in Grade Three is miserable. I remember when I was in the second grade, I strolled on my way to school and arrived at school at 7: 10. After playing for a while, I collected my homework and did nothing. But the morning of the third day has become full and busy. According to the requirement, you must arrive at school at 6: 50 in the morning. Whenever I am still dreaming a beautiful dream in a hazy sleep, the sound of the alarm clock "Lula" instantly becomes a noise of 100 decibel. After being turned off helplessly, another monotonous day begins. Every time I get off the bus, I drag my schoolbag to school. It's already seven o'clock. The classroom of grade three is on the fifth floor, which is dazzling from below. Panting, I rushed to the class representative, handed in my homework and went back to the classroom. If one day I am lucky enough to reach 55, I will be encouraged by my brother: Team leader, I am early today. I smiled and nodded, and then he said, are you here to copy your homework? I just finished copying it. I'll lend it to you.
Before the teacher came, the classroom in the morning was a happy world. Everyone's homework is faced with the fact of plagiarism and preparation for plagiarism. Fortunately, they are very generous. If you borrow homework casually, the class representatives will be very accommodating.
After copying your homework, you are ready to study by yourself early, which is 45 minutes like ordinary classes. Yang Dalin went to take out the garbage again. Every time she takes this opportunity to play with a bunch of slackers. Then she came in with an innocent expression on her hands in the middle of self-study: teacher, I took out the garbage. The wind blew the garbage bag away. Let's go after it. Go back to your seat and start playing with your mobile phone. Whenever I pass a level, I shoot: I am really an expert, and Yang Lin is also an expert. My deskmate and I fainted. Only Yang Dalin can concentrate on such a childish mobile game.
Class exercises twice a week in grade three. Drink 50℃+ soybean milk before each break, and wrap it in paper. After drinking, go down to do exercises. To go down five floors, the stairs were too crowded, so we pushed around and slipped down from the first floor. The old class was furious and said we were late. After doing exercises and running in the fourth grade, I began to run laps. The whole school is running like our class on the playground. Anyway, the next class is the old class. Other classes were concerned and asked why we ran so crazy, and then sighed: It's really dark. That look ~ ` gloating.
In biology class, we are very sleepy. I have experienced the biology teacher's teaching method for three years, which is the best hypnosis among all teachers. I leaned against the clothes on the heater, blocked the teacher's sight with Hou Ge, and easily lay down for a second. The teacher said on the blackboard: What's on the chromosome? Xu Dameizi scrambled to answer: Aki. (gene), and attracted a burst of laughter in the class. The teacher talked for a while and then mentioned the fertilized egg, asking whether the sperm participated in the development of the fertilized egg. Xu Dameizi scrambled to say again: No! The result is called asexual reproduction.
Art in the afternoon is probably the only good class in a week. But it was changed to physics. The physics teacher strode to the podium, and first made a preliminary explanation of her class-occupying behavior: the art teacher and I are good sisters sharing the same bed in the dormitory, so as soon as I mentioned this course, she promised to give it to me. We sighed at the bottom and looked at the cross on the homework paper. We thought that physics class was better than other classes, and the physics teacher was the cutest. I really thought Sun's hiccups were loud, echoing and disgusting. We were laughing wildly when Yang Dalin suddenly started fighting. In rhythm, although the echo is very small, not as big as Sun's, the interval is very short. In tandem, I began to burp. Perhaps, this is the only fun in our day.
I remember last week, the whole school caused the flu. Our class took the opportunity to ask for leave, and 30 people left, almost 1/2, just like running for their lives. It is always dark when the teacher comes to class. In those two days, everyone had unlimited space, and even the first three tables fled home. Later, at the class meeting, the old class had an argument on this matter and severely criticized us. On that day, it was probably the day with the least homework in recent weeks, and there was probably an assignment written secretly under the education of the teacher. Greatly reduced the burden of going home.
Every day should be brand-new. However, in the third year of my life, I have to listen very hard during the day and do my homework until 20: 30 at night. There is no change every day. Xiu Xiu called and said that she usually writes more than 2 1: 15. Now facing the mid-term exam, I will hand out a pile of papers every day. It is common for me to lose my papers, and important papers are usually placed at the same table. After about n years, it helped me form good habits.