The river flows slowly, leaving a deep growth footprint. Looking back suddenly, on the road of growth, years took my hand and walked through mountains and rivers together. ...
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A book about "hell"
I have been attached to books since I was born. You see, the educational books for feeding our babies, the story books our parents tell us when we fall asleep every day, the literacy books that accompany us to babble every day, comic books that tell us rabbit stories, textbooks printed with large and small characters, all kinds of extracurricular essays, popular science books, history books, and many famous books are all books that we have learned and contacted during our growth. It can be said that books are my growth partners.
I can't forget every minute I left with my book. I have sad tears and knowing smile. Books, like close friends, inspire people like stars when they are lost; When I am down, it is as comforting as a breeze. I want to listen to it most, and listen to it sing softly.
I grew up with books, and I was not alone in my growing years!
Second, the voice of "purgatory"
I began to learn to play the piano when I was four and a half years old. Fingers on the black and white keys, notes flowing at the fingertips, I am intoxicated. In the days of learning piano, I was criticized by the piano teacher and slapped by my parents because some of them didn't want to learn at that time. Fortunately, they finally persisted.
Now, I understand the original intention of my parents to let me learn piano. They don't expect me to be a music master and composer when I grow up. They just hope that I can be influenced by music, sharpen my will and refine my perseverance.
The piano has always accompanied my life. When I am sad, I will try to play it, and soon I will forget all my pains and troubles and devote myself to music; When I am restless, I will find it, and slowly it will calm me down. Is the object of my troubles, is the most considerate bosom friend!
I grew up with the piano, and I sang in the growing years!
"the light of heaven"
Every day, the exciting bell on campus begins our new day's study.
I always love sitting alone under the lush magnolia tree, facing a pool of clear water, listening to the sound of running water, feeling the coolness of my heart and quietly enjoying Bing Xin's prose. A gust of wind blew, and the leaves on the maple tree shook, and a maple leaf landed on my book. I always put it down. ...
Here, I have grown from an ignorant little girl to a little "talented woman" who can write beautiful articles and sing beautiful songs. Listen, this is accompanied by the sound of our books, laughter, and ancient bells ringing at night ... Facing the big characters on the teaching building, the school motto rings in my ear: "Today I am proud of the school, and tomorrow the school will be proud of me." ...
A beam of sunshine shines into the classroom. I want to fly high and soar in the growing sky!