I didn't give up 600 words of junior high school composition materials this time. When the summer vacation arrived, the teacher assigned me a task to make a small production of science and technology.
At first I thought: What's so hard about it? Just find all the materials and put them on. So, I began to look up information in front of the computer with great interest. Looking for it again and again, there is nothing suitable, either too difficult or too simple, or there is no material. I began to lose my fighting spirit, and I was no longer as proud as I was. Looking around, I began to feel bored and didn't want to do it. Just when I was about to give up, my mother seemed to see through my mind and came up to me and said, Why do you flinch when you encounter some difficulties? What you do can't always be smooth sailing. Difficulties are like springs. You are weak, it is strong. You are strong, it is weak. Don't lose heart. Take your time and find something that suits you. ? My mother's words inspired me and restored my confidence. Sure enough? Nothing is difficult in the world, if you put your mind to it? I finally found a suitable flashlight. With information, you are half the battle.
The next day, I began to prepare materials. First, there are cans and wires. Then I went downstairs and bought cardboard and two 1 batteries. Finally, I went to the lamp shop and bought a small light bulb. Everything is ready. No, something seems to be missing. Oh, by the way, the cover of a flashlight is missing. According to the information, we need a large box cover, but now there is no old-fashioned box for the large roll, so we can only find a replacement of similar size. I turned my house upside down and couldn't find such a lid. I'm out of breath. I was disappointed again and dropped the material on the ground. At this time, my mother's words rang in my mind again. I can't lose heart. I decided to go to the supermarket. When I arrived at the supermarket, I held cans around. Finally, I took a fancy to a sesame sauce box cover. Ha! ? I exclaimed in surprise, it actually fits me!
This time, a stone hanging in my heart finally fell to the ground. When I got home, I assembled these things carefully, and every detail was done meticulously and checked meticulously. At night, mine? Homemade flashlight? Finally finished, and the effect is very good!
I showed it to my mother happily and couldn't help saying: I succeeded this time, and I didn't give up! ?
This time, I didn't give up the 600-word junior high school composition materials: Nanshan is south, north autumn is sad, and Nanshan has a grain pile; Nanfeng South, Beihai North, Beihai has a tombstone ...? People in the tomb, do you hear this long piano sound, just for you? Did you get a look at him? This time, I did not give up.
Outside the museum, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue and the sky is blue ...? This is the first song I can sing in my memory. My grandfather taught me. He is a people's teacher, a good teacher I love and love me.
When I was a child, my mother took me home, and my grandfather always asked my grandmother to buy a lot of things. He allows me to eat snacks, but he does not allow me to eat too much. After dinner, I looked through his books and saw him writing on the desk. Grandpa writes well. After retirement, I studied with him. Like many people, learn first? People? Learn to write? People? , learn what to do? People? .
When I was older, grandpa asked me to learn a musical instrument. He said piano. Out of curiosity, I agreed. ? Curious? This kind of thing keeps me learning. The first song I talked about was Canon, because it was simple and because he liked it. Only when I can completely pop it out, that kind? Curious? I'm lost. No one can do anything about me. Even if he tries to persuade me, I can't learn any more. I have no choice but to leave it to me. Later, he also took the violin exam, but they all had the same experience.
When I was older, my grandfather brought me a guitar. He said, you must not let me down this time. I want to play again, do you hear me? Disappointed? Two words, I feel a stone in my heart. There is both shame and discomfort. So this time, no screaming? Curious? Something inspired me. But? Expectation? . His expectations, my shame. In this way, I really learned. My first song is called Farewell. It's for him. If he likes it, I will do it. He asked me to insist, and I insisted.
But he left me.
That day, I went home after learning guitar, and my mother came to pick me up. She didn't send me home, but went to the hospital on the way. Take the guitar to the hospital. My question. Mother told me the news that grandpa was dying. In an instant, my brain roared and my heart surged. Hey? Tears came down at once. Later, I dried my tears and the whole family was around my grandfather. I was lying in front of the hospital bed, playing a familiar tune. ? The horizon of the sky, the corner of the earth, intimate friends scattered all over the place ...? I looked up and saw his smile and grinned at him.
Later, he left.
Touching the piano, the sound of "farewell" sounded.
I didn't give up this time for you.
I didn't give up 600 words of junior high school composition materials this time. Three feathers fell obliquely in the dark soil of the flowerpot, and they were poured as white as snow, which became a perfect match. In this humble corner, it is necessary to evoke endless memories.
So the scenery outside the window finally fixed into the most beautiful dusk. I spent most of my childhood at my grandmother's house, but my childhood memories are not only blue sky and white clouds and endless laughter, but also climbing trees.
Climb a tree? Was it then? Popular? Exercise, friends of the same age are good at climbing trees. Every time I look at the cheerful figure in the tree, my heart's longing is magnified day by day unconsciously. Finally plucked up courage on this day? Announce? I want to learn to climb trees. Hearing this decision, some people were surprised. Some people took the initiative to teach me to climb trees. Some people were waiting to see my wonderful play. My training began on this day.
However, things are by no means so easy to end. After that, I realized that I would pay for my decision.
First, let me see mine? Master? I found a willow tree that was not too thick, took me there, and then explained it for a while, and then let me have a try. I learn from them, hold the trunk, hold the tree on my leg and rub it hard. It's all simple, but maybe it's natural. My movements are always uncoordinated. Try your best, but you can't learn. Listening to the whispers around me, my face suddenly burned, as if I had been greatly insulted. ? I'm not learning!
I suddenly turned around, pushed aside the crowd around me and ran like crazy. Sadness, anger and shame filled my mind, and it tasted a thousand times.
I don't know how far I ran, but I think I have no strength. Stop. I was angry when I saw the willow beside me. I think it's a great shame and I'm very dissatisfied: hum, I can't do it if they can't? !
However, when I was standing under the tree, ready to climb, my hands and feet were inexplicably disappointing. I always climb up and down without twice. My hands and feet are bleeding, and tears flow a lot, which makes me want to give up!
However, in front of the hazy tears, they laughed again. My heart is full of ups and downs and my thoughts are crazy. Suddenly I felt inexplicably ashamed and ashamed of this idea. After a moment's hesitation, I decided to stick to it and continue climbing trees.
I learned the previous lesson, quickly took off my shoes and socks, put my hands around the trunk, put a tree on my leg, carried a bow on my back, rubbed my feet on the trunk, and fell up with my hands, thus climbing a lot. ? Daley? In the blink of an eye, a book several meters high climbed up. I chose the biggest branch and sat on it like a king. Waving branches with both hands happily, I looked around with the joy of success.
In a trance, a feather fell obliquely on my shoulder. I looked up and saw a bird's nest on the branch above, and several chickens were singing happily, as if celebrating my success!
This time, I didn't give up!
Author: He Yingying