1. A 600-word essay on precious gifts, written around gifts
It’s over, the graduation exam is over, everything is over.
The sun was strong that day, but the wind was strong. With heavy and joyful hearts, we once again embarked on the last journey to school to get our transcripts and have a graduation party.
This journey is neither long nor short. However, on this road, I recalled every bit of the past six years. We laughed together, cried together, fought together, and walked together. We can still hear the loud laughter when we won in the past. This laughter will always belong to us.
On this day, all the students came earlier than before. Everyone knew that this might be the last time we see each other. The students gave each other gifts. I was the only one who didn't receive a gift and was hiding in the corner. Seeing my classmates laughing with each other, I felt so disappointed and lost.
"Here you go!" Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind me. I turned around and saw - is it Xiao Y? She was looking at me with a smile and said: "This is a graduation gift for you. I hope you will never forget that you had a friend like me in elementary school. I have forgiven you for that incident a long time ago." I was very surprised. Looking at the exquisite gift box in her hand, she couldn't believe it was real. I stretched out my hand and shyly took the gift from her hand. It was a beautifully decorated box. I opened the wrapping paper and took out a small bottle filled with 1,000 little stars. It also said: Forgive you. Okay, I wish you smooth sailing in the future, as you wish. At that moment, I cried. This sudden gift reminded me of something that happened a long time ago. Once, I lost Xiao Y’s favorite book. Because I was nervous, I didn’t know how to explain it to her, and I didn’t say “I’m sorry.” It seemed that she was It seems like he hates me. From then on, it was as if neither of us knew each other... But today, today, she was the only classmate who gave me a gift.
"Thank you! Thank you!" I was moved to tears by her sudden move. When we parted, we hugged each other deeply.
Many years have passed, but I still keep this gift. I believe that I will keep it in the future because it reminds me that I must first learn to be tolerant. Forgiving a person who has made a mistake is also a virtue in life.
2. A composition of 600 words is worth 1,000 words.
Creating a civilized city is not just a matter of words, but must be proven by actions. We all know that spitting, littering, etc. are uncivilized behaviors. Why do we still do it? I conducted a small survey on the bustling Chunxi Road. While I was investigating, something unexpected happened to me.
A middle-aged man threw his finished mineral water bottle on the ground and was discovered by an old woman walking behind. The old woman was very angry, grabbed the middle-aged man and said dirty words to him, and the two kept arguing. There were more and more passers-by watching, and there were more and more comments. Some people say they are looking for trouble, while others say they are uncivilized. Anyway, there was a lot of discussion.
Those two people have been shirking their own responsibilities. The bottle was also being kicked around at their feet. Some well-meaning people saw it and walked in to persuade them. Advise them to pick up the bottles and throw them into the trash. But those two people just didn't listen and were still shirking their responsibilities.
I was wondering, why didn’t the kind person pick up the bottle? I looked around and there was no trash can within 100 meters. I tried to squeeze in but couldn't because I was so small.
I can only watch from a high point. At this time, I didn’t understand why it was just a matter of a few more steps, why should I throw it on the ground? After thinking about it, I finally realized the reason: convenience. It turns out that people do this just for convenience.
Littering for the sake of convenience. Destroy the entire city civilization. This is not good. In foreign countries, a 3 or 4-year-old child knows that finished mineral water bottles and used tissues must be thrown into the trash. And now in front of us is an uncle, an uncle who is already in his twenties and thirties. I'm really disappointed in our city. Extremely disappointed. We no longer have confidence in our city.
If we continue like this, the best civilized city will definitely not be ours! So we must get rid of these uncivilized habits!
While everyone was discussing. A child of about 5 years old emerged from the crowd. The little girl grabbed the bottle with one hand and walked towards the trash can. At this time, all the people standing around the two people made way for the little girl. The little girl walked there step by step, and finally threw the bottle into the trash can. I took my mother's hand and left.
At this moment, the whole place was quiet, and the man's face turned red. He left here silently and everyone dispersed. I think that uncle will definitely remember this severe lesson.
My final conclusion from this investigation is: As long as we are civilized, it will work! A civilized city must be created by us together!
3. Write a story that moved me. Intersperse 600 to 1,000 words with a story from Journey to the West and write an essay
Shaped by "Journey to the West" Four distinctive characters are created: Tang Monk - sincere to Buddha, stubborn and persistent; Sun Wukong - righteous and bold, superb and the nemesis of monsters; Zhu Bajie - greedy for money and lust, but not lacking in kindness; Sha Monk - kind-hearted and content with his destiny. . After reading "Journey to the West", I benefited a lot. It made me understand a truth, that is - if you want to accomplish something big, you must work together and unite to succeed. We know that Monkey King, the great sage of Monkey King, who has great supernatural powers, can not only change in seventy-two ways, but also has a pair of fiery eyes that can distinguish between humans and monsters. Therefore, Sun Wukong is good at subduing monsters, killing evil spirits and eliminating demons, and has made great contributions to learning scriptures. However, without the help of Monk Sha, who is honest, honest and good at water, Sun Wukong would not be able to catch monsters in the water so smoothly. Zhu Bajie is extremely powerful and is a good helper for Sun Wukong to catch monsters. Although Tang Monk does not understand the ways of the world, he always moved the sky with compassion. Finally, after going through untold hardships, he led his disciples and finally obtained the true scripture.
The book says that Tang Seng and his apprentices endured eighty-one hardships, which reminds me of their persistence, fearlessness, and perseverance. This is indeed a spirit worth learning from. Thinking about my failure and failure, I can't help but feel ashamed why I couldn't stick to it like them in the first place? Maybe this is what I lack, as long as I can finish something from beginning to end, no matter whether I succeed or fail Yes, as long as I try my best, it is also a success for me! Because I did it and persisted until the end.
Reading "Journey to the West" made me realize that accomplishing any big thing is never easy. The four masters and disciples of Tang Monk went to the West to learn scriptures and experienced many dangers, not all of which were mysterious and bizarre. Let’s take our study as an example. Is there no difficulty in every day we go through? We graduate from elementary school to junior high school, graduate from junior high school to high school, and graduate from high school to college. How can it be that it’s only ninety-nine or eighty-one? It’s difficult to overcome difficulties. Process breeds success. This is the inspiration I got from reading "Journey to the West"!
4. A junior high school composition of about 1,000 words..
My Motherland and Me
There was a dragon in the ancient East, and its name was China; I grew up under the dragon's feet, and when I grew up, I became its descendant. China, standing tall among the world, has gone through decades of hard work from decline to prosperity. He used his progress and development to show the world China's true strength.
On August 8, 2008, China took a wonderful step in the history of the Olympic Games. The grand opening ceremony attracted worldwide attention, making every Chinese son and daughter proud of it. I am no exception. When the scroll of history slowly opened during the opening ceremony, it seemed that I was taken into a mysterious time and space tunnel to recall China's five thousand years of history and culture. When each of the wonderful performances, dynamic lighting, and subtitle effects flashed before my eyes, I couldn't help but admire the development of China's science and technology. I have to give a thumbs up and praise: "China! I am proud of you!"
On September 25, 2008, China took another new step in the history of aerospace - Shenzhou VII successfully flew into space . For the first time, China has its own astronauts wearing spacesuits developed by itself for out-of-vehicle activities. When I sat in front of the TV and saw Uncle Zhai Zhigang walking in space and waving to us with the national flag in his hand, I felt proud to be Chinese. At that moment, I shouted excitedly: "China! Well done!"
On May 1, 2010, China will take a great step in the history of the World Expo. Maybe you think 2010 is still far away from us, but you are wrong. The moment you step into 2009, the pace of the Expo will continue to advance with you. As small citizens of the host city, we should also do our part for the Expo. In the 600-day countdown to the World Expo, I participated in a "Volunteer Labor" themed activity and went into communities and schools to clean the environment. Although the work is very hard, when I think of the foreign friends’ recognition of our Shanghai environment, all fatigue is forgotten. I feel honored to be able to participate in the Expo. Let's meet at the 2010 Shanghai World Expo, a grand event that showcases China's style.
The development and prosperity of the motherland depends on the efforts and dedication of every Chinese son and daughter. As a middle school student in New China, I am extremely proud of the rapid changes in my motherland and proud of the achievements my motherland has made. I am determined to study hard and contribute to the construction of the motherland in the future. Let us join hands and believe that my motherland and I will be better tomorrow! come on!
5. Youth style composition should be between 600 and 1,000 words
Teenagers are an age group in their prime, a group with unlimited vitality. They have different characteristics from previous generations. ideas, have their own unique style.
They are full of the mark of an era and also full of a different style
But now, many people are saying that today's teenagers are the "beat generation" and "ignorant generation", and some even make wild remarks. "It's just a bunch of grandsons" and also listed the so-called "ten bad habits". But are teenagers today really that bad?
It was a rainy afternoon, and most of the pedestrians on the street were walking in a hurry, which was obviously deserted. At this moment, an old man in his seventies suddenly fell to the ground with his nose pressed against the ground. After a while, the old man was unconscious. Among the fifty or sixty people watching, some were talking quietly, some were calling 210, and some watched for a while and then continued on their way.
After all, no one came to help. Time passed by second by second, and the old man had been lying on the ground for more than ten minutes. The ambulance still had not arrived, and no one helped the old man.
At this moment, two girls wearing miniskirts and colorful hair walked up the road. Seeing this, they immediately pushed aside the crowd and walked over. When the old man was turned over, his face turned pale. Pale and dead, the two people immediately rushed the old man to the hospital without looking back, and their serious expressions seemed like they were rescuing their own parents.
Looking at their retreating figures, the hearts of those around them felt warm.
Maybe, our teenagers dress very uniquely: maybe, our teenagers have very strange ideas: maybe, our teenagers are very weird. But this is the unique style of our youth, a style that has long since disappeared in adults.
6. A 600-word essay on my gift to youth
A 1,000-word essay on the gift of youth. There was a rustle, a gust of winter wind, and their eyes were closed. What was left behind was their gorgeous and immortal love. youth.
Winter is over, the spring breeze is ushering in, the sun is shining on my body, and a burst of comfort surges into my heart. As a junior high school graduate, time has become so valuable, my parents are endlessly anxious, my old classmate’s unchanging teachings, and the “heart-stirring” words bloomed in my heart. These are enough to make me happy. A student like me, whose academic performance was not particularly good, plummeted.
"Goodbye, youth, eternal youth?" A harsh mobile phone call rang in my ears. It was my old classmate's "Hey, it looks like it's going to be early again." Sure enough, he picked up the phone. That's what Laoban said that hasn't changed for hundreds of years
"Hey, hey, hey? Are you there? Oh, listen well. In order for us to study better, the quality of this lecture is good. The superior department has decided ? (N words are omitted here)? In short, come to school quickly, you are late? Haha, you know what to do? Dudududu?" Picked up the schoolbag that had been prepared and ran as fast as lightning. Arrived at school. As soon as they entered the class, a sense of isolation and joy filled every student's face, "Hey, happy New Year, where did you go to play?" "Hey, buddy, this is a gift for you." My most loyal buddy ——Pang Da gave me a gift, "What is it? Come and see." More than a dozen people in the class gathered around, "Wow?" Amid a burst of exclamation and applause, the gift was presented in front of us, a book. A beautifully made photo album, with four big characters written in colorful colors - Youth Forever.
With everyone's eager curiosity, we turned to the first page, "Wow?" Everyone in the class laughed, and a kind of incomparable happiness rippled on everyone's face. It was us. In the group photo of the whole class, every familiar person is forever fixed in it. Laoban is still as serious as ever and can't change it in his lifetime. This may be his biggest characteristic! In our admiration, every page was engraved with the smiling faces of all the classmates: the waiter's horse face (he never admitted it); the monitor's beautiful round face (something she was proud of); my girls were all envious A small oval face (I am a big man); a fat face (he said he is very thin)? Familiar photos, unforgettable scenes, the last page is a photo of us when we went out for a picnic , the names of all the classmates were written under the photo. On the last page, I don’t know who wrote this sentence: “Maybe we will be over seventy years old when we meet again, but I hope we can still remember each other and play chess, chat, and play cards together. "After reading this photo album, I closed my eyes deeply. Many students were already crying. "We can definitely be together, for our friendship, for our eternally young class? Come on, everyone! We must reward ourselves with good results!" I finished speaking in one breath, and applause rang out in our classroom.
This is the best gift I have ever received! Maybe youth is gone forever as they say, but when we lament that youth is gone and never come back, why not take advantage of the youth we have now? When the Chopstick Brothers' "Old Boy" became popular in the streets, I couldn't help but sing along in my heart. "Has my original wish come true? Do I have to pay tribute now? Let the years go by and ideals will never be able to find the real me again." , looking up at the sky full of stars, the star that accompanied me at that time, do you still remember the story here? "
Hope it will be adopted
7. Junior high school composition of 600~1000 words
Plum blossoms fall and people decline
In the ice and snow, a branch of plum blossoms blooms quietly, in this inn Very few people passed by the broken bridge outside. Occasionally, one or two people passed by and completely ignored its existence. What accompanies it the most is the "da-da" sound of the galloping horse and the "hoo-hoo" breathing of the sweaty post soldiers.
It was dusk, and strong winds and heavy rain came again. The wind whipped through like a knife, and the heavy rain came rushing in. Most of the flowers have fallen. It struggled desperately. Passed out.
In severe pain, it opened its eyes. Looking at the petals beside him, he felt a twinge of pain in his heart.
It has no intention of competing with the flowers, so it came to this world early to avoid fighting with them. However, contrary to expectations, it was considered to have ulterior motives and wanted to monopolize the spring. Being jealous of Baihua, facing Baihua's sarcasm and complaints, it chose to remain silent, smiling faintly and saying nothing. But who understands the sourness behind that wry smile.
At this time, an old man with an old face sat down weakly leaning on its branches. Stroking it with both hands, like stroking a naughty child. Slowly, turbid tears dripped down from the weathered face. The old man cried out about his misfortune: the enemy had invaded, and he, like many wise people, advocated a duel with them to the end. Unexpectedly, the authorities were ignorant and ignorant. Not only did they not adopt his opinions, they also poured cold water on his patriotic flames. As a result, he was ostracized, attacked and mistrusted. Eventually he was demoted. He cried bitterly when he saw large tracts of land being ceded, large groups of people being massacred, and large boxes of gold and silver being sent to enemy countries.
He said that he had no intention of pursuing fame and wealth in the officialdom and engaging in intrigues. He just wanted to spread his passion to the land of the motherland, serve the country, kill more enemies, and regain a few more inches of land. Save a few more people's lives, get back some more property... I have nothing else to ask for. For this reason, he could abandon his official position and become an insignificant pawn, rushing to the battlefield... but no one would pay attention to him.
However, after experiencing so much torture and blow, he still raised his head and shouted his ambition to the sky. Although he has aged, he still misses his motherland.
"What a great old man!" Meihua secretly admired. "Although a person ages, his heart is always young and fiery. Even if he suffers hardships and blows, he remains positive! Although time can corrode his body, his spirit is indelible!"
In an instant, Mei Hua seemed to have some understanding.
The familiar sound of horse hooves came, stepping on the fallen plum blossoms, but still leaving a wisp of fragrance.
In the sunset, the plum blossoms are falling and the people are declining.
8. A 1,000-word essay on the title "Stories to Enlighten Life"
A 600-word essay on your thoughts after reading "Stories of Enlightenment from China and Foreign Countries that Benefit Young People for Life"
Picking up the pen in my hand, endless thoughts surged in my mind. How many times have I repeated this action tirelessly with hope, and how many times have I spent the entire semester empty-handed. To be honest, the previous articles were just for homework, so even if they used good words and sentences, they were still emotionless, just like a person wearing a gorgeous coat but no connotation, and no content. At the same time, I am not a writer, and I do not know how to use the keyboard to express the waves in my heart; I am not a painter, and I do not know how to depict the colors in my heart with my pen; I am not even a dancer, and I do not know how to use graceful postures to dance out the joy in my heart. . Perhaps, I am just a daydreamer, daydreaming about "Dawn starts from my skylight", daydreaming about "Rainbow Every Day", daydreaming about "the most beautiful moment" when I am most frustrated in life, "Carrying Two Pieces of Candy" and "Half Bottle of Sunshine".
Study this guidebook as a guiding light on the way forward, and enjoy swimming in the ocean of inspiration and philosophy.
In front of "Sunshine All the Way", the road paved with kindness and love from the bottom of my heart made this unaccompanied pregnant woman become the happiest person in the world on the way to her prenatal check-up.
In "Reconciliation between People and Difficulties" we understand that when encountering difficulties, overcoming it is not the only way. Perhaps, you can learn to obey it and reconcile with it.
Everyone has the "ability to discover happiness". People think that happiness comes from pursuit, but in fact, this is not the case. Happiness comes from discovery. When you have the ability to discover happiness, you will find that happiness is always around you, and every bit of life contains the flavor of happiness.
"Respect Every Door" While respecting others, you are also respecting yourself.
Light up "Nearby Starlight" and let us silently remember those who have made selfless contributions and remember that it is they who allow us to have a more glorious life and tomorrow.
"Waiting for a Bird's Nest", when we can stop for this, the world will stop the pace of time and wait for us; when we know how to respect an eagle, we will be better than the eagle. Fly higher!
"Chinese and Foreign Enlightenment Stories for Teenagers to Benefit Their Lifetimes", written by nearly 50 famous and popular philosophical and inspirational writers, through 160 philosophical and inspirational articles, tells the different traditional virtues of the Chinese nation such as humility, sharing, and helping others. uses and their significance. There is no gorgeous language or vivid rhetoric in these stories, but they use the most plain and simple words to bring a feast of words to young readers.
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The cold wind blew the door, and the empty room was filled with the warmth of love; when the New Year’s bell rang, please "Give me 5" "Please give me 5 minutes", let me finish the song of love, let me spread all the kindness to the world; "Please give me 5 minutes", let me spread some more petals of love, and use "Sunshine of the Old Blind Man" to light up "The Sunshine of Life" "Lamp"...
9. A moving composition, 600--1000 words
My mother
Calling a long-lost classmate and asking about each other When the situation happened, he suddenly asked me: "What have you done that touched your mother the most?"
I was stunned for a moment. I didn't seem to remember or even wanted to remember. I was speechless as to whether my mother had ever been moved by anything about me. I had been so proud of my equal friendship with my mother and boasted about how I made my mother happy, but I suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness.
My mother is on a business trip. She often travels on business, leaving me alone at home to take care of my own life. It has been many years. My character is full of independent things, and one of the things I look forward to most is to grow up to be independent, both spiritually and financially. I rarely miss her deeply, and when I answer her never-changing question "Have you missed me" with a negative answer in a somewhat deliberately angry tone, she will always half-jokingly say that I have no conscience. . It was her call again. After chatting for a while, I suddenly asked her: "In your impression, is there anything I did that particularly touched you?" She paused for a while and said, "Of course I did -" Then she talked about something that happened a long time ago, something that had never left an impression in my mind. When I was 4 years old, my mother once took me and my father to do errands. While the errand man was talking to my father, my mother said something suggestive, which for some reason angered the errand man and started to talk to my mother. He was yelling, but before my father could stop me, I rushed in front of my mother, stood in front of her, and shouted to the person doing the work: "Don't scold my mother, don't scold her." That person I was stunned, and my anger suddenly disappeared, and I reached out to touch my head, but I was stubborn and pushed his hand away, insisting on pulling my mother away... My mother continued to tell the story, and I heard on the other end of the phone I was a little choked, and my tears kept pouring out. My mother said that this was the most touching thing she could remember. She said that when I was a child, I was very well-behaved and cute, unlike now.
I am not a good child, at least not now. I talk back to her, use some mean words to jokingly "hurt" her, and use some new words that she doesn't understand to annoy her. He was born like this, and he has long forgotten that he was once well-behaved and cute. My mother often complained that she hoped I would not grow up, so that she would not grow old and I would not be angry with her. I don’t know what I did when I was a child, but I remember that I was willing to hold my mother’s hand across the street. I was still saying to my mother, "Let me lead you across the street." I used to hold my mother's hand before going to bed, fearing that the devil in my dream would take me away...
I , grew up, and my mother also got old. As I got older, I learned to talk back, and learned to argue with my mother about trivial matters. She always made me happy. I still remember my mother dyeing my school uniform colorful and apologizing to me like a child who had done something wrong. I still remember my mother saying in a jokingly sad tone when she saw the composition she was satisfied with, "Hey, my The article is expired." I still remember my mother crying because of my ignorant rebuttal. I still remember my mother feeling chilled by my heartless words. Although this episode in life was over, it was a sunny day for the two of us. , but I was worried that my mother would really feel pain and sadness, and I was afraid that she would be disappointed in me.
And me, what have I done? I am not qualified to say that I have done anything that moved my mother. I have never achieved any results that really made her happy, and I have no skills that are enough for her to show off. When she was sick, I only handed her a glass of water and some medicine. I don't even have the ability to take my mother to see a doctor. I know that the burden on my mother's shoulders is very heavy. She has to support me, who is ignorant but spends an astonishing amount of money and effort. I have heard her crying sometimes at night. My mother is not an absolute person. She is a strong person, but she never transfers this burden to me, but what have I done? My tears flowed down again disobediently. My mother said that she didn't like to see me crying all the time, but I was still so disobedient.
Am I regretful? Is it guilt? Ashamed? Is it pain? Is it sad? Is it sour? Is it suffering? Is it heartache? Both are and are not...
My mother is not kind, she beat me; my mother is not beautiful, she is old; my mother is not wordy, but she likes to listen to what others say; my mother's career is very ordinary. , she is still working hard... But my mother used strict laxity to give me a character that I am proud of; used her youth to give me growth; used her habit of listening to give me a With her sharp teeth and sharp mouth, she spent her life's hard work in exchange for everything around me...
On the other end of the phone, my mother called me twice, which made me stop thinking. She asked Said: "Why are you asking me this? Are you going to write any composition today? You came to me to find materials?" I laughed. I rarely write about my mother in my compositions. In my mind, that is too vulgar. , but my mother always said, why don’t you use such a good living typical material? I must be very moved if you want to write such a composition praising my mother...
I know that mothers are actually very easy to be satisfied. Just one composition can move her, as long as one cares. To move her, just say "love her", you can move her, just stand in front of her and say "Don't scold my mother, don't scold her", you can move her... But when I grew up, I never gave her...
Mother, I wrote this article because I care about your current situation. You don’t know what you are doing when you are on a business trip. I want to tell you that I love you! Mother, am I qualified to say, qualified to tell you and tell everyone - "Everything I do touches you and makes you proud"?
10. Birthday composition 600?1000 words
On my birthday...
Zheng Yefeng
The moon hangs alone in the sky, I was sitting alone in front of the window, and the silver light of the moon shone on my face, like a hand that made my heart more sour and painful. My mouth was salty, was it tears? How could I cry? Didn’t my parents remember that today is my birthday? They only know how to work, why did they forget their baby daughter’s birthday?
Suddenly, there were footsteps from outside the door. It must be my mother who is back, I secretly I was shocked, and immediately wiped my tears, jumped on the bed, and buried my head deeply in the quilt. I would never let my mother make me cry. The door opened with a "squeak", and my mother gently Came over, sat on the edge of the bed, gently lifted my head buried in the quilt, and tidied my hair... Mom, you are so warm, but I feel even more aggrieved. If you "care" about me so much, why? I didn’t remember that today is my birthday! It really breaks my heart as a daughter. Thinking of this, I deliberately turned over and kicked the quilt my mother had just covered with me to the ground. I couldn’t help but feel proud in my heart. Mom He sighed, picked up the quilt, patted the dust on it and covered me again, then kissed my forehead, put down something and went out.
There was no movement for a while, and I opened my eyes. I opened my eyes and found that my mother had left several books and a note. Those books were all my favorite literary works, such as "The Wonderful Poetry Girl" and "Selected Prose Now"... I was simply intoxicated. It took me a long time before I paid attention to the note. There were a few lines written on it:
Ye Feng:
Today is your birthday, and my mother really can’t spare time to spend time with you. You, you are blaming mom, right? Forgive mom. These books are gifts for you.
As I looked at them, I couldn’t help but feel guilty for what I had just done, and secretly opened the door and opened a small The light in the room opposite was still on, and my mother was leaning on the desk waiting for today's account. Looking at my mother's back that was losing weight for her career, her family, and me, my heart felt hot and my mouth felt salty. After my birthday, I became one year older. I should understand and understand my mother more. Why do I only ask my mother to care and understand me? I walked out of the room gently, poured a cup of tea for my mother, and understood my mother's care and understanding. , love is all melted into the hot tea. This may be the most flavorful tea in the world. When I brought the tea to my mother, my mother looked at me approvingly with her red and swollen eyes. .At this time, there is no need for any confession or any understanding, and the silence is filled with warmth.
At the age of 13, I understand that communication between two generations requires mutual love and understanding, right?
I celebrated my birthday in Fushan
Guan Jiayuan
October 16, Monday, I have been looking forward to the arrival of this day, because this day It will be my first time to spend my eighth birthday on this beautiful campus in Fushan.
In order to prepare for this birthday, I took out the pocket money I usually saved and asked my mother to accompany me to buy it. Three packs of Yoha candy. I specially chose three flavors, one pack of coconut, one pack of strawberry, and one pack of mint. I think the students will like these three flavors.
On my birthday, I happily brought the Yoha candies I had prepared to school. The teacher told me that the candies should be distributed to the students during snacks. After finishing the snacks, I distributed three to each student. Candies of different flavors. When the students received the candies, they all sincerely wished me a happy birthday, and every student had a smile on their face.
Teacher Xi said to me: "I will give you a gift." , but I can’t give it to you until after school.” I’m so excited! After school, Teacher Xi said to me that the gift was placed in the second cupboard on the left hand side of her office and asked me to get it myself. I got the last one and wrapped it. I'm so excited about the gift. What is it? The teacher asked me to open it myself. Wow, I'm so happy. It's a toy rabbit that I like very much. I can dress it up properly when I go back. I want to keep it with me. I study.
The next day, I received another notebook from Teacher Bao as a gift. I want to use it to keep a diary and record the progress and happiness of my study and life in Fushan.
p>I am very happy to celebrate this birthday on campus with my classmates and teachers. My classmates are also in high spirits. What a happy campus life!