The pace of 1 year is constantly developing and walking, and it is fleeting. In a blink of an eye, I have spent more than a dozen spring, summer, autumn and winter series, but the memories of each production season are unique and eternal.
I remember when I was a child, I planted an orange tree in a yard of my house, which could be planted with me when we were born. I often take a knife and carve a mark on the trunk to measure whether the students' own business has not grown taller in a day. Looking at these red horizontal lines, I really hope to grow taller soon. One day, I suddenly found myself shorter than that sign. Oh, my God, have I grown backwards? I was so afraid of failure that I ran to ask my teacher and mother, "Mom, why are all my other friends taller and why am I shorter?" Mom quickly put down some work around her, put me in China's chair and asked, "Why can't you say that?" I jumped down from the chair, grabbed a mother's hand, dragged her into the yard and pointed out, "I carved my height on the tree with a knife every day, but today I carved it on many horizontal lines and below." As I spoke, I studied the tree and pointed out the two horizontal lines. After listening to my words, my mother looked at the tree again. There was silence for two minutes, and the people who laughed got up inexplicably and all laughed and cried. They patted my head and looked at her stupidly and said, "Fool, you are not short, but the tree is tall. Don't do such stupid things in the future. " I suddenly understood that it was not that I was short, but that the tree was tall. Then I happily found a chicken to play with. I really shouldn't know what I will do to this chicken by myself. ...
Taking a nap in the footsteps of years, the memories of childhood are so beautiful! It's like carrying my dream of a boat after years of travel. At this time, Bing said, "Childhood! The dream is real, the dream is real, look back and smile, when there are tears. " It keeps ringing in my ears. ......
Good topic composition 2 "1","2", "3", "4" and "5" ... These ordinary numbers seem ordinary, but they contain endless mysteries. When they are connected by symbols such as "+","-","x" and \ ",thousands of formulas and arrays can be formed. They make my life richer and better.
Whenever I am bored, I will take out a book from a thick stack of Olympic volumes and start to calculate. In the process of calculation, my mind is running at a high speed. Every time a problem is solved, the troubles have already vanished, replaced by the joy and pride of victory.
One afternoon, when the school bell rang, I couldn't wait to take out an Olympic math problem I didn't do at noon and bury myself in it. I dragged my cheeks with my left hand and my head with my right hand, muttering to myself. The students have lined up and left the school, but I don't know. My mind is full of strings of numbers and symbols. I was fascinated. Sometimes I knocked on the table and suddenly my eyes lit up, as if I had found a golden mountain. Sometimes he cocked his head and frowned, puzzled. A quarter of an hour passed, and half an hour passed. It was already dark outside, and there was silence all around, only the sound of pens. The more I calculate, the more excited I am, just like a hungry man jumping on bread. I am very happy, my eyes are bigger than two bells, revealing infinite joy and excitement. I seem to be immersed in the ocean of mathematics, and my pen is listing formulas quickly. I was so absorbed that I didn't move anything except my hands. After another hour, I finally worked out the answer. I held a pen and paper high and ran around the classroom ten times like a stimulant, repeating "yeah, I succeeded!" Yeah! " At this point, the bright moon has quietly climbed up the treetops. ...
Open the book of Olympic Mathematics, which has been filled with countless formulas. At this time, my heart is always full of infinite happiness and satisfaction, because mathematics makes life better!
I was once a clear and beautiful river. The grass around me is green and the sky above me is blue. There are many small fish swimming around in my body. Sometimes they play hide-and-seek with me, sometimes whisper to me, and sometimes tell me jokes, which makes me laugh. Sometimes, a flock of birds chirp by, and some of them always stop to praise me: "River, river, your water is so clear!" " "Hearing this, I blossomed with joy. Sometimes one or two birds ask me, "River, I'm thirsty. Can I drink your water? " I gladly held a handful of water for the bird to drink. I had a good time with my partner.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. Soon after, a big monster came-the factory. It stood on the grass beside me, and a large area of grass was crushed to death by it. The rest of the grass brothers were afraid of being in a hurry and hugged each other for fear of being swallowed by the big monster. I am also very scared in my heart, and I don't understand why humans make such things. The small fish in the river also hid in succession, and everyone was relieved to see that the big monster had no motive. On the first day, everyone lived as usual, but the next day, something strange happened: I don't know why a long waterway appeared on the grass, and everyone didn't know what was going on.
A few days passed, and I said to everyone with a sad face, "All the wastewater discharged by that big monster has flowed to me, and I have become dirty and smelly."
The fish said to me, "Xiaohe, your water is too dirty." We can't live any longer. We must move. "
The grass said to me, "Xiaohe, your water stinks. We are all sick."
I am very sad. The bird said to me, "Xiaohe, your water is too muddy to drink, so we must go."
All my former friends left me, and Cao got sick because of my bad smell. The exhaust gas from the monster polluted the beautiful sky above me. The once blue sky is now foggy, and the white clouds in the sky have become "black clouds". Never see the beautiful sky and friends again.
Humans, your science and technology have developed, but our earth has been polluted. You ruined my clear river, drove away my former partner and drove away my beautiful life. I am sad. I hope you will stop destroying the environment.
The earth is the home of all things and the earth is our mother. In the past, the earth's sky was blue, and the river was crystal clear, fresh and beautiful. But what about the earth now? It's really a big change compared with before.
Little sparrow said, "As soon as I learned to fly, my green home was destroyed, and my parents had to take me away from home. We were killed when we escaped. Dad was killed by a cruel hunter. My mother left this world to protect me. Losing my parents, I have to continue to look for my home alone. " "Did you find a new home?" Aunt asked with concern. Little sparrow read a poem sadly: "I want to fly to the sky with open arms." I want to sing loudly about a better tomorrow. Tomorrow is the new century. Tomorrow is a new imagination. Tomorrow is the yearning of hundreds of millions of people. "The little sparrow went on to say," where can I have a home? There are only deserts, bare forests and muddy streams ... the world is so big, but I can't find my home. "The little sparrow is too thirsty. He came to the stream and was about to drink water, but his aunt stopped him: "That water is not drinkable, it is poisonous! "Little sparrow can't stand it anymore. It says, "If I don't drink, I will die of thirst, and I will die anyway." Then he drank it, and soon the sparrow was going to die. Aunt sighed: "Hey! These crazy humans are going to destroy us! "
From now on, we should take good care of flowers and trees, protect the earth and protect our home. Do something for Johnson. Let the earth return to its original appearance. Let birds have a safe home, and let human beings have a beautiful living environment.
Youth is the flower season of life. In this flower season, we are naive and full of beautiful dreams. Youth is the rainy season of life. In the rainy season, we are often troubled and dominated by sadness and loneliness.
Cangshan Mountain in the distance was decorated with the last deep red of the sunset, and several red clouds lingered on the top of the mountain, and night fell. Yes, my mood is just as bad: I behaved like a good horse being driven off a cliff by wolves. Seeing the wolves attacking, I jumped off the cliff and plummeted. The boundless darkness is coming, and I am speechless, just like facing my unsightly achievements, falling on the bed and feeling really tired.
I don't know how long it took, like centuries, and I was awakened by a pure light. Open my confused eyes, and a bright moon will sprinkle soft moonlight on my face. I was shocked: this moonlight is probably the most beautiful thing in the dark. My troubles were suddenly dispersed by the breeze at the foot of the mountain. Between heaven and earth, it seems that only me and the bright moon in the sky exist. The purity of the bright moon infected me, and the sadness of "cutting without stopping" turned into turbid tears flowing down my cheeks. I see, I fell into the ravine of youth. What am I afraid of? Enlightened by the moon god, I am no longer confused. Just like that good horse, it was saved by a pine tree that came out of the cliff. As long as he works hard, why not go back to the top of the cliff?
In the room with no light on, leaning against the windowsill under the moon, I smiled at the moon. I put on my headphones and chewed a green color in Jay Chou's magnetic voice. Yes, after all, we are still young. When we grow up, we are like mature olives. If we want fruitful results, we must smile at the wind and rain. I see, why should youth be regarded as rainy season? It is obviously the flower season of life, but it is just a little wind and rain. No matter how big the storm is, it can nourish the fruit, and no matter how big the setback is, it can temper people's will. Under repeated setbacks, I am strong.
I hope my olives will ripen in the flower season.
I love music, and I can't live without it. When I am upset, music is like a breeze, blowing away the impetuousness in my heart; Music is like a friend when you are sad; Be the object of my complaint; When I am desperate, music is like a fire, igniting hope in my heart.
I remember it was not long ago.
I just squeezed out of the car, shook my clothes and wiped my sweat. At the thought of a long way to go, the waist that was originally pressed by the schoolbag bent even more.
I thought to myself, I left three math papers and two English papers today, and changed them into math simulations to prepare for English five or three. ...
Thinking of this, I tripped and almost fell. With a frown and a wry smile, I didn't do very well in today's math simulation exam, and my English on May 3rd tomorrow is not much better. My complaints and troubles poured out like a flood that opened the floodgate. Look at the road before us again. I don't know how many times I have traveled. Isn't this the way of life? Passing through here today, or passing through here tomorrow, again and again, again and again, when will it end?
I don't know when a breeze blew and brought that touching melody into my heart. The beautiful sound intoxicated me. Perhaps it is really "this song should only be natural", which makes me "like hearing Yue Xian's ears for a while".
This is Liang Guang's paradise. I forgot the roar of cars around me. The old ladies chattered, completely immersed in the music, their heads gently lit and their feet walked with the rhythm of the music.
I can't help humming along. "Why should I look for the so-called heaven? I don't want to wander anymore because of you. Would rather ordinary, nothing is just as well ... "
Surprised, why do you wake up from music and look for the so-called heaven? Is it really bad now? There are many people around, Lu's innovation and Qiu's literary talent. Isn't it good to live among them? Isn't it ok to prepare for the English exam and recite it well?
Another gust of wind blew, and I took a deep breath in the air, spit out all the depression and unhappiness in my heart, packed my schoolbag and ran home at a brisk pace.
Music changed me like this. I think music gives me not only a relaxed state of mind, but also an optimistic attitude and a positive attitude towards life. This attitude is Su Dongpo's "three hundred lychees a day, I will not hesitate to taste them and be a Lingnan person"; It is Li Bai's "Laughing at the sky and going out, are we Artemisia people?" It's Liu Yuxi's Where Should the Taoist Go? Liu Lang came again today. "This optimism, this positivity, has pushed me forward and made me discover more beauty in life. It is music that makes life better.