Crystal in the sun
The weather is fluctuating, but today is sunny. Dad said it was Chairman Mao's glory. I don't know whether it is, but the light is really brilliant. People can't help but want to invest in it and enjoy the precious spring sunshine.
Bathed in the sun, I walked happily in the street, looking at the happy crowd coming and going, my heart was inexplicably happy. Turning the corner and going down the stairs, I saw such a scene: a little girl who looked seven or eight years old was walking hard with a bundle of hard paper on her back. Her body was short and thin, and a thin and slightly dirty black single dress made her even more vulnerable. Then the bundle of hard paper on her back was so huge that it was even taller than her. Like a huge mountain, they pressed heavily on the little girl's shoulder, making the little girl's steps shake a little. The little girl lifted the heavy object with her hand and bit her lips. Her red face burst out a kind of strength - tenacity. She slowly raised her feet, very carefully and solemnly landed on the front steps, and then carefully carried the weight up slowly. Her movements were careful but slow, but she still walked slowly upward. The spring sunshine is not completely free from the cold of winter. It is warm and pleasant. But the little girl's face was still covered with sweat, and the glittering pearl glowed with charming light in the sunshine. I stood there trying to help her, but in the end I didn't. Because what I saw from her face was a kind of persistence to the goal, a kind of tenacity that didn't relax. Her childish face revealed maturity at this time, and the hardships of life honed her.
When the little girl finally got up the stairs, she turned sideways, threw the hard paper on the ground, and then leaned against it to sleep. At this time, her face showed joy again. The afternoon sunshine sprinkled on her. She was like a crystal in the sun, glowing with charming light. And I finally understand that my father's words are wrong. This sunshine is not the glory of Chairman Mao. The real glory is not given by Chairman Mao! It's your own struggle.
2 under the sun
The sun, the eternal star, is the nearest star to the earth. It selflessly dedicates its composite - sunshine to us.
Walking on the roadside, we will be amazed at a small flower drilled out of the stone crack; Playing on the lawn, we will sigh at the tenacious Grass; Playing on the earth, we will breathe the silent breath of life in an instant. However, don't forget that all this is the result of the dedication of the sun. We are bathed in the sun. It is the sun that makes our lives shine.
The sun is so bright that everything lives under her bath. The life of ancient human beings comes from light, but our life of future generations should come from our parents. Parents are like sunshine, giving us life, giving us the right to enjoy sunshine and happiness, but we often refuse this dedication of love.
Parents often teach us to study hard, but what about us? But they often fail to live up to their parents' painstaking efforts. They are always so young, frivolous and disapproving. Parents care about us in every detail and bear our ignorance silently. But we ignore the traces left on our parents' faces and temples when the years slip away silently. How many years are spent in the sigh of parents; How many years have been spent under the painstaking guidance of our parents, but we can never give our parents a satisfactory answer. How can we be worthy of our parents in the 21st century? We should understand our parents. We should not always consider problems from our own position, but also think of our parents. We should study hard and repay our parents, so that we can live up to their good intentions. Just like the grass returning to the sun, isn't that a piece of Yingying green?
Under the sun, the grass sprouted new buds; Under the sun, flowers bloom a smiling face; In the sun, life began to shine. What the new life uses to repay the sunshine is their vibrant laughter. In the light of parental love, we grow up happily. And what we use to repay our parents should be the bright smiling faces!
Islands in the sun
From that moment on, I realized the vastness and beauty of the earth. I was deeply impressed by the island under the sun.
The island called Mindan, the sea there, the creatures there and the people there have all entered my memory.
Because it is located in the tropics, the creatures of Mindan island are naturally different from those in temperate zones such as Beijing. Look at the graceful coconut tree dancing its unique dance in the sun, attracting countless birds to sing on and near the tree. The song tone is so melodious. There are always clusters of flowers under the tree. The patterns of the flowers are always so strange that people feel relaxed and happy at a glance. There are a few lizards sleeping soundly in the flowers, which adds a layer of love to them.
The monkeys in the trees are also very cute and naughty. They will wander back and forth in the woods from time to time, even drink with you at the table by the swimming pool, and occasionally wave with you on the balcony of the house.
The sea of Mindan island is even different. It is always so clear. In the rainy season, people can surf because of the strong wind and waves, so that their troubles can be lost in the sea; In the dry season, because the wind is calm, people can go diving, sink their body and mind into the sea, dance with fish and share a house with Coral
There are several beautiful world-class golf courses along the coastline. Our children and people of different skin colors swing here heartily. We melt in the green of the grass, integrate with the blue sky and the sea.
Of course, the most striking is the people there. They are called G.O. and are good housekeepers for the guests. They are always full of enthusiasm and vitality. They greet everyone kindly in various languages, making everyone feel at home. They moved countless tourists with their heartfelt smiles.
Mindan island is so small on the earth that it can hardly be found on the map, but it is so big in the hearts of tourists. It always makes people linger and forget to return. Maybe there are countless islands like it in the world, but what I love is still the unique island under the sun - Mindan island.
4 in the sun
Spring, year after year; Sunshine, one touch after another; School starts, season after season. On the third day of junior high school, I watched the students in grade seven and eight, full of longing for the future, stepping into the gate of the school under the sunshine
Open the gate of memory
I still remember the first day of school, the sun was very warm, shining on me, warm. I walked in the campus with cheerful steps. The workers along the path were pruning flowers and plants. The teachers in the corridor were in a hurry to prepare for the arrival of the new semester. The sun shone through the clouds on the whole campus and cast my shadow on the ground. I want to step on my shadow, but I can't step on it. Step by step, I unconsciously walked to the door of the classroom. I couldn't help laughing. It was the sunshine that sent me to the place where I learned knowledge.
Time flies. In a twinkling of an eye, two years have passed. On the first day of junior high school, I became the third day of junior high school. My ears are full of parents' nagging: I can't play anymore on the third day of junior high school; The third day of junior high school, we should study hard and take the high school entrance examination
A mountain of books on the desk can give me more pressure than my parents' nagging. In the face of this one problem after another, I suddenly had the idea of giving up. I threw down my pen and went to the window to get some air. Push open the window and the sun shines in. Suddenly I remembered that two years ago, I stepped on the shadow in the sun. At that time, I also said in my heart: "no matter how many difficulties there are in the future and how powerful the enemy is, I should dare to work hard and go on all the way. Even if the world kisses me with pain, I will return with laughter." The idea of giving up was pressed back by me. I went back to my desk and picked up my pen.
I didn't close the window, but kept it open to let the sun break through the clouds, shine through the window into the house and illuminate my heart.
After finishing my homework and putting down my pen, I smiled again. This time, the sun shone on me and pulled me out of the mud.
I want to be a girl who dares to cry, laugh, fight and fight in the sun. Even if the world gives me pain, I will return with a smile - a smile full of sunshine.
5 in the sunshine of family affection
I picked up the math monthly test paper just handed out. Looking at the score, I was perplexed. Why is it useless to try again and again? Casually stuffed the paper into the schoolbag and embarked on the way home. In March of spring, it is warm and cold at first. The grass beside the road poked its head out, as if laughing at my poor score. The yellowish sun slanted on my face, silent.
I opened the door and saw my mother busy in the kitchen. I was inexplicably sad. I shouted to the kitchen, "Mom, the monthly exam results are out." Mother hurried out of the kitchen and asked, "how was the exam?" I didn't speak, just handed her the paper. My mother looked at me and began to scold me: "I told you to study hard. You have a big idea and don't obey. You know to watch TV and play computer all day. If you don't work hard now, how can you have a good future? Are you worthy of your parents' painstaking efforts? "“ Enough! " I shouted, "if you hadn't put pressure on me every day, could I? Don't I try? Don't I want to get a good grade? How can you ignore my feelings? " The door closed with a "bang" behind me. I lay on the bed in the bedroom, crying loudly and venting my emotions. I don't know how long it took. I stopped crying, opened the door and went out to the kitchen to find something to eat. Open the lid of the pot. It's my favorite poached eggs and fried dumplings. My eyes are wet again. Looking at my mother who had fallen asleep in the living room, I moved a chair and sat quietly beside her. I don't know when, my mother's eyes have fine wrinkles and a few white hair on her head. Pick up the test paper on the table, correct all the mistakes, pick up the blanket beside you and cover your mother. My mother was awakened by my slight action. The first sentence she asked me was not anything else, but "have you eaten yet".
I threw myself into my mother's arms and said "sorry" to bring out the tears of our mother and daughter. I firmly believe that in the sunshine of family affection, I will break through all obstacles, stand at the peak of life and look down on the heroes!