I have written 600 words since I was a child. The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu. I like reading books, poems, essays and novels since I was a child. Every time I read a book, I always get a lot of new knowledge and new fun.
I read phonetic books in the lower grades, but later I became more literate and could read books without phonetic symbols. I have a constant hobby from beginning to end-reading Journey to the West.
The Journey to the West, one of China's four classical novels, describes the twists and turns, thrills and challenges of learning from Tang Priest.
When I first learned that Journey to the West was a large kindergarten class, the cartoons of Journey to the West just came out. I like watching them very much. Before going to bed, I always ask my mother to tell me a story about Journey to the West. At that time, don't mention how much I admired the Monkey King. He is witty and brave, and hates evil. When learning the scriptures, go all the way forward, cut through thorns and protect Master. How manly! Therefore, whenever I listen to the animated theme song-"Monkey Brother, Monkey Brother, you are amazing." When I love fantasy, I will fantasize that I have become the Monkey King, and I have extraordinary courage to slay the devil.
For a long time afterwards, I still admired and liked the Monkey King, whether reading a book, an animated version or a TV version. It was not until the fourth or fifth grade that I watched Journey to the West, only to find that the Monkey King was not so good, so I began to like Zhu Bajie. Maybe you will find it funny. Then, is an ugly, gluttonous, sleepy pig, who always leaves with his luggage and always alienates his master and apprentice, worthy of our love? But at that time, in my opinion, Pig Bajie was the most difficult. Along the way, he seduced, hesitated and swayed the most. But it is not easy for such a person who is afraid of death to persist to the end and protect Master all the way. So, I told myself: persistence is not easy, but persistence is victory!
Masterpieces grow with me, celebrities grow with me!
I have written 600 words since I was a child. When my grandfather died, I regretted it. Because I didn't honor my grandfather when he was alive. In order to make myself less contrite, I decided to pay tribute to my grandmother who is still alive.
In order to make grandma not feel lonely, her mother has taken her back from her hometown. Grandma is with me all day, so I should have many opportunities to honor her old man. But because I was a graduate at that time, I was about to graduate from primary school, and I was reviewing nervously. How can I be free? No, the winter vacation is coming, and I can carry forward the virtues of the Chinese nation!
But it is not easy to do it well. It takes a lot of determination and perseverance. It's really hard before everything is done. When I started acting, I was stumped.
Grandma has lived and been busy all her life, and she has never been idle. She is always busy, and these days are no exception. My mother took her out of her hometown and let her old man enjoy his old age. But she never stopped. Oh, really! I decided to help my grandmother do some work to lighten her burden. So I quickly went over to my grandmother and said, "Grandma, let me do the dishes." But my grandmother said to me, "What dishes do you wash at your children's house? Hurry up and do your homework! " "Oh, grandma, I have graduated from primary school. It's winter vacation now, and I have no homework to do. " I said coquetry. "Look at my memory! Then you study! " Grandma said firmly. "I should learn to do housework. If you don't let me wash it again, I will be angry. " Before grandma promised, I grabbed the chopsticks in her hand and washed them. Ha ha! After my efforts, I finally overcame the first level.
In the days to come, I have been working hard for this, and I have fulfilled my wish. In retrospect, I failed to be filial to my living grandfather, although he loved me very much when I was young; Now, I will take good care of my grandmother who raised me. Suddenly I found myself growing up, and the door of youth was waving to me.
I have grown up. Growing up is both happy and hard. When we grow up, we roll in the wind and rain and climb in the mud. As we become mature, our parents become old. And the love of parents will never die in our hearts.
It must rain again today. I walked on this familiar road with vigorous steps, as if I were running away from something. The fragrance of the earth is spreading around, and my heart is cold. Dad made so much noise, will he forgive me? I don't know.
That cool rain. That dark cloud is gathering rapidly. This must be a fierce battle. "There are unexpected events in the sky, and people are doomed." I understand the meaning of this sentence deeply now. It's just about when it will stop.
Tear a small crack from the clouds, and the crack suddenly becomes a black hole and an infinite abyss.
I don't know how long it took. I looked up at the watch on the wall. 4:50。 How time flies! School will be over soon. "Rinrin." The bell rings once every minute, which is particularly harsh. I'm fighting in my heart, but looking at the sky is still so gloomy. I had a quarrel with my father. Will he pick me up? In front of the teaching building, the long queue of parents still can't find dad. The crowd gradually faded, leaving only a handful of people, and the shining light in my heart gradually faded. I took the first, second and third steps with my head ... The usually short stairs are particularly long today, as if they will never go to the end. "son." This familiar voice. I couldn't help thinking, so I shouted, "Dad, you are late today." I said willfully, "You invited me to eat ice cream." "good! No problem. " I sat on that old bike, my heart was really warm, and I went home talking and laughing. Disappeared in the vast sea of people, only the umbrella on the head is shining.
Growing up, it is inevitable to quarrel with you, but I know you love me the most.