The mind is like a photo album, and the most beautiful scenery always exists in the heart, shared and recalled with others.
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May 2008 12 14: 28, this is a moment of national mourning! The devil of the earthquake swept through Wenchuan County, Sichuan Province, and the people of the whole country, with tears in their eyes, resolutely said, "Wenchuan, come on!" "
First, the most capable prime minister
The 300 students trapped under the rubble are very dangerous. After another rescue failure, the Prime Minister climbed up the ruins in the rain and organized another rescue. The Prime Minister fell down and his arm was bleeding. He pushed away the medical staff who wanted to bandage him.
When Premier Wen received the phone call, he heard that 65,438+10,000 people in Pengzhou were trapped in the mountains due to the collapse of the bridge, and rescuers and materials could not be brought in. Premier Wen Jiabao shouted on the phone, I don't care what you do, I just want these 65,438+10,000 people out of danger. This is an order.
Second, the saddest mother.
Kneel on your knees, the whole upper body crawls forward, your hands support the ground, and your body is deformed. Under her body lay her child, wrapped in a small quilt with a red background and yellow flowers, about 3 or 4 months old. Under the protection of his mother's body, he was unharmed. When he came out, he was still sleeping quietly. The doctor found a mobile phone stuffed in the quilt, and a short message was written on the screen: "Dear baby, if you can live, you must remember that your mother loves you!" " "
Third, the saddest soldier.
Mianzhu Primary School/KLOC-More than 0/00 children were buried, and the twisted building may collapse again at any time due to aftershocks. Firefighters at that time received a death order, telling those who entered the ruins to evacuate immediately. At this time, the soldiers who saved people were desperate to get in, and then the landslide happened.
Finally, the soldiers on the ruins were dragged to a safe place. A soldier just walked out of the ruins with a child under his arm. He knelt before the captain and cried, "Please let me save another one!" " ! I can save another one! "
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Soul is an album, and these are the beautiful scenery in the album for people to share and remember.
Winter came quietly. Walking on the wide road in the cold weather, the sewage on the road is frozen into ice. One should be careful with every step.
Snowflakes fell to the ground and condensed into a thick layer. I was walking, and suddenly I stopped and looked at the empty brick fields in the heavy snow. I tried to think about something again, and from my point of view, I still remember it.
It was a winter, and on my way to school, I was quarreling with my classmates who came back from school. Suddenly, a discarded stone made me fall, and the newly bought shoes also tore a big hole. I'm afraid that my parents will beat me when I get home. I'm afraid … I dare not think deeply. I looked around and suddenly my target was a shoe repair shop. This is an open-air shop. A middle-aged man in his fifties was sitting on a stool, his face was dark, and he was repairing a pair of leather shoes. There were several pairs of mended shoes on the wooden shelf. ...
I walked slowly to the shoe repair shop, and the man didn't seem to notice my arrival.
"Master, can you ... help me ... repair my shoes!" I hesitate to say. At this time, the shoemaker looked up at me, then at the shoes in my hand, and said, "All right! You sit there and wait. " I gave him my shoes, sat on a low stool and waited ... and fell asleep before I knew it.
"all right! Young man, the shoes are repaired! " The shoemaker woke me up from my dream. "oh! Thank you! " I said, take whatever you want. When my hand touched my pocket, my face turned pale: it's over! No money! I thought to myself, my head was sweating profusely, and I almost cried when I watched the sunset set slowly.
"I ... I have no money ..." I looked down and said.
"oh! It's okay, I don't want this money! Go home quickly! It's getting late. " Said the shoemaker. I was surprised, but I was in such a hurry that I left without saying thank you. Later I heard that the shoemaker went to another city and never came back.
I looked affectionately at the place where he had stayed. Although he is not valued by others, he is the most beautiful scenery in my heart.
If there is a cane chair in front of the old house blown by the autumn wind, it must be an old lady with gray hair lying on it.
In childhood
How old are you? I like to follow you and step on my little footprints in the big footprints you left. You sow in the field, and I step on the soil behind. I dig out a few from time to time, put them in my mouth with both hands, and then spit mud with a "bah". You came over with a smile, pointed at my head and helped me wipe the mud.
At that time, I only remember that you turned your back on the sun and came to me with a smile, which became a warm scenery in my heart.
When I was a teenager
Not a child who doesn't understand human feelings, but a girl who grows up gradually. The pear tree in front of the old house is full of pears, swaying in the wind. There are full ears of rice beside the rattan chair, and bursts of fragrant rice are introduced into the nose.
After the holiday, you and I lay on the cane chair, looked at the stars in the sky and told me magical stories. You hold me and point to the stars and say that when people die, they become stars. I look at you under the starlight and listen to the story with a smile.
At that time, I only remember that the starlight shone on your face, and the imprint of the years could not be erased, which became a shining landscape in my heart.
When I grow up
In front of the old house, the cane chair was still there, but you disappeared. Maple leaves fall on it, and the green of rattan chairs sets off its red color. I picked it up, gently tucked it in the book, lying on the rattan chair, trying to feel the last trace of temperature you left behind. Time seems to pass slowly, and my eyes can't help but close.
A gust of autumn wind brings the fragrance of pears. An old lady with gray hair was lying on a cane chair, her eyes closed peacefully, and she seemed to be asleep. I stood by, looking at you and thinking about you.
In my dream, I only remember your serene face and the rattan chair that took you through your life, which became a quiet scenery in my heart.
Grandma, the scenery that impressed me the most in my heart, have you become a star to accompany me and illuminate me? I miss you so much.
Accustomed to it, I am also tired of the noisy city life. Tall buildings, criss-crossing traffic lines, traffic coming and going, dotted with factories ... are no longer lush, the air is no longer fresh, and the rivers are no longer clear. ...
Accustomed to it, I'm tired of my present life. I want to feel the beauty of nature in another way and get close to it.
The air is fresh and the breeze is blowing gently. I am driving on the Panshan Highway by car, and my eyes are green. There are cliffs under the wheels, and I don't feel chilly. On the other side is a mountain. These mountains are so green that the bare rocks are covered with trees.
There is a river in the middle, the water is so clear, the microwave is sparkling and beautiful. Gradually the river turned into a stream, but it was still so beautiful. There is a beach. On Na Pianhai Beach, industrious farmers grow grain. First there was a cornfield, but it was a bit strange. Why is it shorter than ours? Then a golden rice field will be harvested. ...
Ah-the river has dried up and is no longer connected, only sparse pools. This makes me feel sorry. ...
Along the mountainside, around a large green area, a few scattered houses are so humble and short that they have entered a densely populated area. ...
Their houses are not regular at all, high and low, high and low, but they are all the same. They are all embryonic houses, without painting, decoration or even windows ... Occasionally, they can see a decent house. Maybe the people in this family can be called "big money" locally. ...
Climbing to the top of the mountain, the fog fills the air. There is a cloud around, leaving only a small peak. This makes me feel that I am walking in the clouds again, feeling a kind of freedom and carefree that I have never had before. ...
Want to stay here, stay in this place that haunts me. This place is a thousand times better than that bustling and noisy city.
It has beautiful scenery-freedom, nature and peace. ...
It is the scenery that stays in my heart!
On the road of my life, many people passed by and many things flashed by, which became a landscape in my heart. Only that scenery is the most beautiful and impressive.
As time goes on, my age grows day by day, and adolescence is coming unconsciously. There is also a generation gap between my mother and me, and it is easy to have contradictions and conflicts between us. I don't understand what my parents are doing.
One day, when I was on the bus, it was a long time ago. The advertisement really touched me deeply, and my heart was like being stabbed by a sword. The content of the advertisement is roughly like this: there is an old man who has no wife, but when he is busy at home during the Spring Festival, he will be satisfied as long as he can get together with his children and grandchildren. A daughter told her mother that she would not come back for dinner in order to go to a yoga class. Has she considered her mother's feelings? His son won't come either, and his granddaughter just said "grandma" in a hurry. Happy new year, goodbye. "The phone hung up. The old man sat alone on the sofa with a sumptuous dinner, but no one shared it with her. This home is gray. If it were not for the company of his children, perhaps life would not be so colorful. The old man has many white hairs on his head and wrinkles on his face. She is old, and she thinks nothing but that the children will come back to see herself. Although we can give our parents material help, we can't give her inner warmth. Without mom, we are nothing now, and everything now does not belong to us completely.
I know that my adolescence is sometimes unbearable, but it will only hurt my parents again and again. We must think from different angles. My parents gave me too much, too much. Now that we are young, we can only care about our parents and understand their good intentions from trivial matters.
This advertisement has always been the most beautiful scenery in my heart. It lets me know that my children should be filial to their parents, care about them, and often go home to see them.
The scenery left in my heart is excellent. Unforgettable scenery, scenery, maybe you will say such scenic spots as the Great Wall, Guilin and wuyue. However, for me, what I can't forget is not the scenery, but the help of a classmate.
Physical education class, we followed the teacher to the big playground. On the huge playground, the yellow grass and flowers on the lawn seem to tell us how cold the weather is. On the muddy ground, it seems that as long as you sprinkle water, you can have a skating competition.
A volleyball, which explains how to play volleyball and the matters needing attention in volleyball, let us find our own opponents to practice. We found our opponent and began to practice.
While everyone was practicing in full swing, the accident happened. My ball "flew" and I immediately chased it. Unexpectedly. I accidentally slipped on the frozen soil and hit my leg against a stone. Suddenly, I twisted my teeth with pain, but no one nearby noticed me at this time. So, I took a break and wanted to stand up by myself. Just as I was struggling to stand up, one of my classmates, Wang Xiaodong, came up to me with a smile. I managed to squeeze out a smile to respond to him. He came up to me and asked me with concern, "What's the matter? What's wrong? " I replied, "nothing, just accidentally fell." Say that finish, I began to want to stand up again. When Wang Xiaodong saw me like this, he immediately came to hold me and help me stand up. And said, "You are real, obviously not. It's hard to stand up. You don't say anything." While complaining about what I just said, he helped me up and explained the situation to the teacher for me. After the teacher knew it, he immediately came over and gently rolled up my trouser legs. I stole a look at it myself. It's "bloody" and I can't bear to look straight! The teacher and Wang Xiaodong helped me to the school hospital for dressing.
Although it has been a long time, it has always remained in my heart, remembering Wang Xiaodong's help to me.
The scenery left in your heart is excellent. Do you have a garden in your heart? Is there a warm current that hasn't dispersed for a long time? Although I don't know if you have it, I must have it: last year, a report about a pair of eagles deeply infected me and left a most beautiful scenery in my heart.
On that day, a greedy and useless snake broke into the life of the eagle mother and son. The atmosphere in the cave also exploded, and there was an indescribable murderous look in the air. The snake vomited a message and warned the eagle mother with clear body language, but the eagle mother still drove away her arrogance of "heaven and man" and retaliated against the snake's rudeness, warning the snake: Don't think that I can't beat you with a baby eagle. My eagle wings are as bright as snow, my talons are as sharp as ever, and my beak is as strong as ever. If you dare to come here, I'll fight you hard.
At this time, the willow branches outside the window were blown by the wind, and several eagle calls broke the tension in the air. A few vultures are singing in the sky, and the cave with a rustling autumn wind can't wait.
First, the snake caught two pairs of wings with lightning speed, but the eagle never flinched and still stood in front of the eagle. The snake still won't give up and bit the eagle mother. Mother eagle is helpless and can only stand in front, because she knows that she and the eagle can only live one, just like signing a contract of life and death. The crows outside the window are crying, waiting for who is right and wrong.
Mother eagle figured it out, and suddenly her legs were hard, and she jumped off the cliff.
The air is as quiet as death, only a few leaves rustle.
Yes, the baby eagle survived, and there will be another "heavenly creature" in the future.
These pictures are fixed in my mind and can't reverberate for a long time.
I dare ask, how can this situation not be reflected in my mind?
Life and death, right and wrong, life and death are deeply reflected in my heart.
The willow in the storm is a perfect picture, full of green brilliance. That is the scenery I have left in my heart.
It was a hot summer day, and the cicada fell on the tree as if to bite its throat. My mother took me to the hospital because I had a high fever. It was on the way back from the hospital that I saw the willow scenery in the wind and rain.
It never rained on the way to the hospital. On a sunny day, there is no difference between willows on the roadside and peacetime. They seem to be unable to stand the poison of the sun, listless and willows droop. That green skirt doesn't lift her spirits.
The weather changed as soon as we walked out of the hospital building. Suddenly, the dark clouds seemed to be riding fast horses, coming straight from the other side of the sky, and the sky gradually darkened, which smelled like dark clouds crushing the city. That posture, darkness and terror will engulf the whole world. At this time, the willow did not show fear and terror, but stood there quietly. Only her green color shows elegant majesty.
After a while, the wind blew unscrupulously, and the air was filled with the smell of earth. The wind drives the dark clouds, growls arrogantly and scurries around. The wind came at the delicate willow like a villain, but the willow did not show weakness. The two sides fought. The villain grabbed the green hair of the willow tree and swayed from side to side, while the willow tree persisted and resisted despite all hardships.
Bang, Lei Gong lost his temper. Before I came to my senses, there was another loud noise, followed by the crackling rain like copper coins, which broke the sultry atmosphere at once. Then it rained cats and dogs, one after another. I hid at the foot of the hospital building, in front of me was a yellow, dense raindrops hitting the ground, splashing layers of water mist.
When a kitten who can't find food goes after a lively mouse, the brave mother mouse will always come forward to help the lovely baby mouse distract the hungry kitten and get the baby mouse out of danger, but she is deeply involved. Every time I think about it, I am always moved.
I remember that day, the sky was clear in Wan Li, Wan Li. Grass is slowly coming out of the soil, and the stream is crystal clear. At the bottom of the stream, you can see small stones with different shapes and colorful colors, and colorful fish swim happily among the water plants.
By the river, tall willows hang thin and long branches on the water, as if they are seriously combing their long hair and preparing to compare beauty with someone in the future.
A group of naughty and lovely baby mice are playing around their mothers, sometimes crawling around their stomachs, sometimes tickling their mothers gently, and sometimes secretly licking their small tails when their mothers are not looking. The cheerful voice in the cave alarmed the hungry kitten. The kitten kept turning around at the door and looking around.
Just then, the mother mouse led a group of baby mice to learn skills outside the cave and taught them how to find food to eat. The hungry kitten pounced on the mouse as soon as it came out of the hole. Mother mouse bit the kitten's leg fiercely for her baby, regardless of her life. The little flower on the side swayed in the wind, as if to say, "Come on, Mother Mouse! Hit that damn kitten. Come on, mother mouse! Beat the hateful kitten. " Time passed by, and finally, the mice returned to the cave safely, but the mother mouse could not resist the entanglement of the kitten, and finally fell at the kitten's feet, which became a delicious meal for the kitten. However, the baby mice don't know that the mother mice won't even give her precious life to her children, which is really great.
This reminds me of my mother. No matter how busy and tired my work is, my mother cooks breakfast for me early every day, and then sends me to school to pick me up from school on time. As long as it is my school day, it is every day. Ah! Maternal love is so great that it reminds me of a famous saying: "The most beautiful voice in the world is the call of my mother."
I will never forget the scenery left in my heart.
It's late at night, and I'm still not sleepy. I walked to the window alone, gently pulled open the curtains, pushed open the window, and quietly looked at the night scene outside the window. The wind is a little cold at night, and I can't help shivering. There is no moon in the sky, only a few scattered stars. At this time, I can't help feeling lonely, remembering the ripples in my heart and the scenery I left in my hometown.
Mother in hometown
I still remember when I was a child, with the ringing of the school bell, there was always a dark crowd at the school gate. I desperately wanted to squeeze out of the crowd and look forward to going home early, because I knew that my mother had prepared delicious meals for me at home. Therefore, every time after school, I will always hum a song gently, face the afterglow of the sunset, step on the shadows of trees and happily set foot on the country road leading home. When I got home, the hot food was already on the table. However, the day after school is in a hurry; The days after school are also cheerful. The most memorable thing is food; It is a warm bed; It's a mother-to-be
Hometown grandpa
I still remember that every summer night, grandpa would always move a cane chair, put me on his lap, hold my little hand and tell me the intoxicating story. I know he doesn't have much knowledge, and he can't teach me to recite Su Shi's poem "Wish a Long Life", but she can always tell me the wonderful legends of "Goddess of Mending Heaven" and "Goddess of the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon" ... The night in the country seems as wonderful as described in the poem.
Hometown Yue Ming
I still remember the moon in my hometown so bright, so bright and so beautiful. However, the school sky is always gray, as if it were covered by something, which makes people breathless. The beautiful moon is always opaque, so it is difficult to see the beautiful moon in the city. When I was a child, I saw Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night, which was only ridiculous. What hope can I place on the Moon? What can "hometown" be "thought"? Only when I grow up, can I feel the longing and true feelings of "looking up, I found it was moonlight and sinking back, and I suddenly remembered home", the loneliness and loneliness of "the pale snowflakes passing through the jagged night mountains, a lonely stranger" and "the soft leaves of foreign trees, the cold light of lanterns, and the lonely night", and I can understand "how bright the moonlight at home is!" .
The sudden cold wind woke me up. I closed the window and gently opened the curtains. At this time, the scenery of my hometown still appears in my mind from time to time.
1 1 it began to snow outside the window, and the cold wind rushed in through the gap in the window and rushed to my face, bringing a cold breath.
I stared at the vast expanse of whiteness with wide eyes, and the snow seemed to melt slowly in my eyes and drill straight into my heart, suddenly reminding me of the ancient scenery in my heart.
It was snowing heavily outside the classroom that day. I sat in my seat, holding a thin piece of paper with heavy hands, and the bright red score on it stabbed my heart like a dagger. It's not the first time that reality always hits me. Although I encourage myself again and again in my mind, this is only a weekly exercise. I can't lose heart and I can continue to work hard, but the voice of my classmates that "I have surpassed you" always fills my heart with an unspeakable taste.
"Let's go to see the snow together." Her crisp voice rang in my ear. I turned around and she smiled at me. She did much better than me in this exam!
"No, I'll just sit here and watch." There is an imperceptible hostility in my tone.
She's been laughing. Suddenly got up, grabbed my hand and pulled me up from my seat. As we walked, he said to me, "What's so beautiful about the scenery here? Go out and have a look! "
The corridor is full of classmates, all looking focused. Snow is falling in succession. She dragged me to the front.
She still smiles at me. I looked up at the sky, and the snow came down like a fairy in white. At this time, I suddenly found that the snow is really beautiful! The branches are all white, and there seems to be a white flower on the top of the tree, which is elegant and noble. The ground was covered with a thick layer and grass was exposed in some places, which made my heart tremble.
At this time, she raised her hand and pointed to the distance, and said excitedly, "Isn't that' like a strong spring wind that blows up at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees'?"
Yes, every piece of snow on the branch is so beautiful, just like a pear flower in the spring breeze. No matter whether adversity is good or bad, we must strive to bloom ourselves! The unhappiness in my heart suddenly vanished, and I turned my head and smiled at her. I thanked her in my heart, and her words became my greatest encouragement.
Back in the classroom, I looked out of the window, and it was still snowing, as if it would last for a long time. Her smile is engraved in my heart; The white wind depth of field is hidden in my heart.
The scenery left in my heart is excellent. 12 The world is big and the scenery is different. I have experienced the majestic momentum of Tongguan's "peaks are like gathering, waves are like anger"; Taste the strange mountains and waters of Fuchun River, where the wind and smoke are clean and the Tianshan Mountains are * * * *; Appreciate the hazy silence of Xiaoshitang, where "the snake is broken and the flicker is visible". Different scenery always brings people different fantasies and moods. Since that year's trip to Hainan, the vast sea has become a beautiful scenery left in my heart.
The sea in the early morning, like an affectionate girl, was blushed by the rising sun on the horizon and looked shyly at the horizon. Water and sky are * * * colors, forming endless blue! The sea, chasing the morning sun, stirred up snow-white waves, like sparkling diamonds, scattered into the blue sky and sparkling. I stood on a rocky reef, and the waves came running behind me, patting the rolling stones gently, splashing water on my feet playfully and joking with me. The sea in the morning is so full of emotion.
The sun is burning, and the dazzling light seems to want to pierce your skin. The sea can't stand it, howling like a child, stirring up layers of waves from time to time, eager to get wet in the hot sun. The sun ignored him, and he ran away sullenly again. The sea wants to vent its dissatisfaction, but when the winding rivers keep pouring into his arms, he calms down and recites poems for the children in these rivers. I sat on the beach. Act as his audience. The sea swelled its cheeks and sang poems loudly. In his voice, it is full of surging momentum, just like an old man growling, growling and growling after waking up! As fast as lightning! The sea at noon is so magnificent.
The moon changed the movement of the sun and hid behind the clouds like a veil. Tired of playing in the sea, it gradually quieted down. The faint conch sound in the distance almost hypnotized the sea. He took a nap and laid back on the beach. Wave after wave brushed the beach, kissed the beach, landed at its feet, and silently wiped away the lip prints. I was lying on a small wooden boat, and the wooden boat was lying on the sea again, shaking slowly. I fell asleep with the sea in the rustling sea breeze. The sea at night is so quiet and gentle.
It is said that all rivers run into the sea, O sea, you will haunt my heart forever and stay in my heart.