1 dad just learned video calling, and now he calls frequently, while my mother and I are sitting in a clumsy steak house, facing a strange acid discharge cabinet and a kitchen that smells like stars. The child next door is stiff and wants to turn the shelf of the child seat forward, even if it will make him unable to sit down. Finally, I had to throw the shelf back and hit my head. My mother's mobile phone is dying, and the waiter hasn't come yet.
Video chat is really a magical thing, which can make a middle-aged man who knows everything lose interest in enjoying flowers at such a moment.
I poured out everything to him, and then showed him around the room that hasn't changed at all. There is a faint wave of "Your daughter is really great" in the painting.
If you fall asleep with such a worry, you can be sure of the plot in your dream.
If there is any dream that makes people nervous, it is difficult to untie this spring dream gently. In a trance, a boy likes me, but he still has to go to school when he wakes up, so he has to avoid him everywhere. But it's hard to hide the unknown embarrassment.
I thought that the warming climate in spring gave birth to many difficult pursuits and harassment. Therefore, in the dark, I opened my eyes wide, unbelievable. I thought this darkness could completely devour my body and soul, but you see, with the enlargement of my pupils, the night is bright. The outlines of the desk and wardrobe are clearly distinguishable. My hand is stupefied and straight in the dark at the moment, and it used to be silent nothingness forever in the dark. I blame the tightly sealed double curtains for making the light opaque and making me feel strangely numb during sleep.
My soul is breathing in my head, which is caused by the distractions brought by spring.
Because of memory, none of this exists. The flowers inspired by the teacher, the article and the noise when writing, the reader completely turned into a thin pale paper, and then it didn't exist.
Spring is more prosperous than autumn.
Spring is more colorful than autumn.
In spring, the earth wakes up from the cold winter. On the old stubble of vegetation that has been cut by people, the grass is wild and vigorous, quietly sticking out its little green head from the soil. Without artificial cultivation, they grew up in the wind, rain and sunshine, and the ground was covered with a green carpet. At this time, the tree turned into purple and blue wildflowers. A moist breeze blew, and the rich smell of pollen and grass went straight to people's hearts. At this time, no matter who they are, they will open their mouths and breathe deeply, feeling intoxicated and refreshed like drinking manna.
The warm current melted the ice on the rock, picked the first thick crystal water drop, and announced the arrival of spring.
Apricot and pear trees, if you don't let me, I won't let you race. Elegant flowers are red, pink, white as snow and yellow as gold. It's a peach and plum rivalry.
Look at the red plum blossom. Some have several layers of petals, which set off the golden stamens and are very beautiful. When the spring breeze blows, the flowers gently shake on the branches, much like dancing! Plum trees all over the mountain are linked together. From a distance, it really looks like a pink cloud, and its fragrant smell attracts hardworking bees. Little bees fly here to whisper and then fly there to kiss.
The willow sticks out its little head from the willow branches, as if enjoying the beautiful scenery of spring. At night, the lights are on, and the willows look so dreamy under the colorful lights.
Spring is a beautiful poem, a charming painting and a beautiful melody. We appreciate the charming spring. May it last forever in the world and our motherland prosper.
Spring has come, the weather is still a little cold, the ice and snow have not completely melted, and the ice in the corner has lost its prestige in winter, saying a final farewell to the earth. The warm spring breeze blows on the faces of pedestrians, making people feel happy, and the spring breeze is slowly brewing something.
The first class in the morning is English class, and there is a quiz before class every day. I have always been careless and always lost some letters, so I always failed to get full marks, which made me very anxious. My deskmate saw my anxiety and decided to help me remove this hair. During the break, she refused the invitation of her classmates to play outside, supervised me to recite the words in my seat for five minutes first, and then asked me to take out a small note. She wants to dictate my words. After the exam, she checked letter by letter with a red pen and found that I still had the problem of losing "A" and "B". She corrected my mistake and made me rewrite it several times. He said to me, "Write words with your eyes, hands and heart. How can you not make mistakes if you don't treat them with care? " That tone is really like my teacher Yan. From her tone, I heard her concern and blame for me, and my heart was full of gratitude. For me, she sacrificed the rest time after class and the time to recite words. The friendship at the same table warms the still cold spring a lot.
That night, just after school, the weather suddenly changed. Dongfeng put away his gentle face and roared outside the window. Wickers are flying in the air, and windows are banging in the wind. On the radio came the voice of Director Cheng of the Political and Educational Affairs Office: "Attention, students! There is a blue gale warning today. I hope that everyone will not walk under the plaque and the bottom of the building in case of accidents. " It was broadcast once, as if afraid of not attracting our attention, then it was broadcast twice in a row, and finally the class teacher was asked to emphasize it again. This brief and powerful exhortation, although only a few words, is indeed the most beautiful exhortation in the world, and it is the most beautiful voice in the world, which contains the love of school leaders and teachers for their classmates. This kind of sound not only rings today, but also rings every time the ice and snow road is slippery, it rains cats and dogs, and it thunders and thunders. This voice is pounding my eardrum, shaking my heart and containing endless love. This love can make the snow melt, this love can make the wind helpless, this love can make the dark clouds disperse, this love can make peace last forever, and this love can make everything in the world full of vitality.
On the night of early spring, I challenged this question under the light. At this moment, Ding's cell phone rang. I picked up the phone and saw that it was my deskmate. It turned out that she forgot to bring the Chinese title tag, so today's Chinese recitation homework could not be completed. How can she be embarrassed to think of her usual help to me? She did not hesitate to take a photo of the title with her mobile phone, and the deskmate immediately sent a big "thank you". I am beautiful in my heart, but with a little effort, I have lifted the predicament of my deskmate. It's called reciprocated!
Spring has begun, buds are growing, and the fertile soil of No.7 Middle School is full of vitality. The feelings of teachers, students and classmates are also brewing in this harmonious spring and fermenting into cups of mellow wine. Take a sip and you will feel your breath. Drunk, in this teacher-student love, drunk, in this beautiful spring.
Although winter disappears unconsciously in the calendar and spring returns to this world, the weather is still cold. Although it hasn't been cold for a long time, a cold wind from time to time can make me shiver in a cotton-padded coat. The shadow of winter still hangs over this lifeless world, and the long-lost spring has never seen her again.
Go out for a walk early in the morning, and don't forget to add an extra underwear before you go out. As soon as I went out, I ran into a cold wind and couldn't help but take a step back. Looking at the bare branches of the surrounding trees, my heart became bare and lost its vitality. I began to question the world, where is the green that should have appeared?
I walked on, rubbing my hands from time to time, warming my hands and heart. Unconsciously, I walked to the lawn of the community, and the lawn was still yellow-it seemed like this a long time ago-lacking vitality. I can't help sighing, and my mood is assimilated by the howling cold wind.
Suddenly, I took a step back as if I had been electrocuted, and I felt a dull tingling in my eyes. I rubbed my eyes. Yes, I'm not mistaken. As real as a dream. On the other side of the lawn not far from me, there is a faint green. I ran, afraid that all this would suddenly pass, and I couldn't face it.
Yes, all this is true, and I can't help but be surprised. First of all, the light green grass is exposed from the cracked soil, which is in sharp contrast with the surrounding light yellow hay and is particularly eye-catching. Pieces of grass were blown dry by the cold wind, and the young leaves became dry and withered. But it is still green and has never lost its unique color, because it is the color of life, green in spring and full of business.
Early spring in the north is not suitable for plant growth, in this season when everything is dying. This grass propped up this depression with its own green color. It can be said that the life of this grass is not wonderful, and the branches and leaves are not full. However, it still persists and persists, just to prove itself and realize the meaning of its own life-to give its little green in the monotonous cold wind! It succeeded, and with strong will and belief, it fulfilled the long-cherished wish of life.
I silently photographed this grassland as a souvenir with my camera, and let this photo accompany me and always urge me to fight for the meaning of life!
Her love makes me feel as comfortable as the spring breeze; Her love makes me feel the warmth of spring; Her love made me feel the gentle drizzle.
The breeze brushed my cheeks, the chill just passed, and the spring began to rise.
On this spring day, I entered a fierce transition period. The sudden pressure made me unable to accept it for a while, but she told me that no matter how hard and tired I was, I would face difficulties. Birds bring music outside the window, flowers bring fragrance, and we bring efforts. Once, we finished the exam and the results were not very satisfactory. She told us that failure is not terrible, and we work together. She will carefully correct our homework, which has her comment on writing in red pen, and every word is full of love for us. My handwriting is not good. She will write this in my hand. She told me that a good hand symbolizes yourself. There is expectation and encouragement in her tone. From then on, I took her love and practiced hard with the company of spring. I think she taught me not only writing skills, but also a positive and meticulous attitude.
Spring has come, and her love has given me motivation.
The warm sunshine reflected on the ground, the cold winter left, and spring began gradually.
Spring is the season with the most snacks, so my mother made me wild vegetables. Wild vegetables are green food. She first boiled them in water for a while, and people were attracted by their green appearance. She told me that eating some healthy food is good for my health. Just like a casual sentence, it contains concern for me. Spring symbolizes the beginning of life, the beginning of new breath and her eternal love for me. Although the snacks she makes are ordinary and impermanent, they contain irreplaceable affection. Her gestures show the kindness that a mother should have, and her brow shows her love for her children. Her love in this spring brought not only tenderness but also warmth to my family. The drizzle in spring is as gentle as her eyes, the sunshine in spring is as warm as her words, and the breeze in spring is like her care, which makes people no longer lonely.
Winter is cold and spring is warm. In this loving spring, I am no longer confused and feel warm. The arrival of the sunrise is full of sunshine, the world is rich and colorful because of spring, and I work hard because of her love!
Composition 6 Spring abandons the enthusiasm of summer, the monotony of autumn and the coldness of winter, showing people with graceful lingering, so approachable and amiable, the wind in spring is always so warm, the rain is always so lingering, and the sunshine is always so gentle.
Throughout the ages, there are countless poems and articles praising spring. Spring is in the brilliant Tang and Song poetry, and spring is on the fragrant stream path.
Articles, poems, paragraphs and words are everywhere, covered with hillsides, covered with Yuan Ye, covered with bank heads and covered with gullies in Shui Ze.
Grass crept out of the ground quietly, making people unconsciously and even ignoring their existence. Maybe they pay attention to them to make people pay attention to them. Spring grass cherishes every inch of land, drives away desolation and conquers barrenness.
Spring grass is simple and naive. It is indifferent to the prosperity of the city, but it is willing to constantly extend its footsteps to the vast desert to find the spring of life for hungry travelers.
In that endless pasture, the spring grass is even more passionate, expressing its green imagination incisively and vividly!
Spring grass has gone and stopped, so you can put it away at will and travel all over the world.
Cao Chun clearly understood his mission. It never envies the bumper harvest in the farmer's uncle's field, nor does it care whether the wildfire will burn all its efforts.
When winter went and spring came, it just completed its responsibility in a low-key way and wrote its own gorgeous and moving poems on the vast land of manuscript paper.
Seeing this beautiful poem written by Cao Chun, I have a deep feeling of loving nature and Cao Chun!
Love spring grass forever!
Spring seventh grade composition 7 waved goodbye to seventh grade, recruited a super hand to meet seven times, and a brand-new month slipped away quietly. In this spring month, we are constantly pursuing Excellence.
The students' classroom is full of passion.
At the beginning of school, teacher Wan's words shocked the whole class: "From now on, my classmates will give me lectures." At first, I was a little scared. Will students be inferior to teachers in teaching? Will it be bad? ..... Later, I felt that the students gave good lectures, analyzed every question thoroughly, and used courseware, which was quite different from what I thought. As for Create, he poured flowers unhurriedly, but he still collected the contents of the students' lectures. Create will supplement and explain what the students said wrong. Although students are nervous in class, it is normal. After all, students are not teachers. I think even teachers will be nervous when attending public classes. Students attend classes, which makes them fully prepared before class, improves their self-confidence and makes them full of energy in their studies. Who doesn't like such a student-oriented classroom? This is not as boring as last class, but lively and interesting.
Trophy system, bravely climb the peak
In my class, mathematics has become a painful problem, the top students are not sharp, and there are not many top students. The losing team is growing, and many people are struggling on the passing line. Create is also anxious to change this situation. This time, in order to consolidate and improve their math scores and stimulate students' interest in learning, Mr. Zhang put forward creative suggestions. Specially formulated the "plan to stimulate mathematics scores to leap to the bottom, climb to the palace and climb to the peak." Reward forms include trophies, medals, quantitative points or others. In this way, students can not only increase their interest in learning mathematics, but also get medals, have fun from them and let them know that rewards are hard to come by. Create moves are really high. I hope that with the encouragement of this system, my class can be among the best, and I also hope that I can sprint to win the championship. Who doesn't like this system? It's not as boring as the pre-test exam, but it's fun.
Answer questions and be proactive.
Since the beginning of school, our class has always had an excellent "tradition": actively answering questions. Today, it is not only inheritance, but also "development". Every day in class, I can always see a group of people, led by Lei, speaking enthusiastically. This student-centered class is really interesting. You don't have to think about it. The teacher must be very happy to see these little hands raised. Answering questions can make me more solid and use my knowledge flexibly. Who doesn't like such enthusiasm? This is not like when teachers got up to answer questions one by one, but classmates' hands mushroomed.
This month of spring has passed, and next month is coming soon. Next month, we will definitely move towards Excellence.