That time, I was really intoxicated
Spring is coming quietly. I walked aimlessly on the green lawn alone.
WOW! How cool! A cool spring breeze swept my cheek, just like my mother stroking my cheek, so gentle. After a while, I came back to myself and went on. I felt the tender grass rubbing my feet, itching. Everything around is quiet, only a few clear birdsong sound, distant and lingering. I can't bear to break this unique tranquility and continue to walk forward slowly. Suddenly, a beautiful ink painting appears in front of me: under the blue sky, green lawn, colorful flowers, clear river. I throw myself into the embrace of nature and enjoy the gift of nature. Suddenly, the sky began to drizzle, such as cattle hair, such as silver needle. It is the spiritual water of all things, it is the messenger of primrose, and it affects my heartstrings bit by bit. Rain drops on my face, ah! Cool wind, cool rain, the taste of soil and vanilla, I open my arms, enjoy breathing the breath of nature, accepting the baptism of nature. Rain, dripping on the leaves, leaves more green; Rain, dripping on the flowers, the flowers more red; Rain, dripping on the land, the land more yellow. Rain is like a beating note, on the leaves, on the land, on the water... It is beating everywhere. I look up to the distance, the opposite mountain is like a shy girl, hiding in the rain, sometimes looming.
At this time, there is no noise of the city, there is no trivial problems, there are only green mountains, green water. It has been said; Nature is a giant picture of nature Indeed, the beauty of nature is endless, and everyone is just a little bit of color in this giant painting. composition
I stood quietly on the Bank of the river, letting the rain drop, as if in a fairyland, you say, how can I not be intoxicated by all this? That time, I was moved that time, I was moved
You are like a note, around me, intoxicated with me. You are like a big tree, covering me and protecting me.
For Huijie, my friend
You have told me many times that you can't fight with classmates in the classroom. My mischief always stops you from talking. That time, the classroom and I ran crazy figure, I ignored your helpless eyes. Somehow, I felt a dull pain in my hand, so I stopped to see that a small piece of meat on my index finger had no skin, and blood was constantly flowing out of the wound. When the students saw it, no one cared and handed over the paper towel. Instead, they gloated and said, "ha ha, how did you bleed?" composition
"Look at you, ouch!" Before I could react, a pair of warm hands pulled me to the infirmary. On the way, you have been constantly criticizing: "I said how many times, you still..." I can only listen quietly, follow your careful and rapid steps, to the infirmary“ Doctor, band aid You take the doctor's band aid and observe it. Then you carefully tear off the package that can be pasted. You aim the center of the gauze at the wound, tear off the paper at the place where it is pasted, and gently put it on. While sticking it, you smooth it with your hand and blow it with your mouth. Looking at your worried eyes, my eyes are wet“ Yes? "Does it hurt?" you see my red eyes and ask, "is it because I don't stick it well, or it's too heavy, does it hurt you?"“ no I shook my head and said with a smile, "OK!" I wiped my eyes, you can look at me with a kind of doubt. Seriously, at that time, I really had a kind of unspeakable emotion and happiness. It's just a band aid.
I remember that time, the math papers were issued, "84!" Two red numbers came into my eyes. I was surprised, hard to wipe the eyes, calm a look, 84, or 84! I was stunned“ How much is the exam? " You come bouncing. I grabbed you, jumped on you and cried. You also saw my score, patted me on the back and said, "don't cry, don't cry, there are exam errors!" But I still cry“ All right, all right You pull me out of the classroom and help me wipe my tears“ Everyone has a bad time in the exam. It's better to spend the time crying to analyze why they are bad in the exam. " I nodded and went back to the classroom with you to analyze the wrong questions. You analyze and say, "look, it's plus and minus again!"“ This is a mistake again! "“ Besides, 37 is 21, not 24! " I look at you and laugh. I think your comfort makes me feel what is warmth, what is love, what is happiness. composition
In my eyes, you are my hot milk tea in the cold, ice cream in the heat, and band aid for my soul. You care about me, help me, encourage me, urge me, just like my big sister.
I think, this junior high school three years, have you, my life will be more warm. I can't forget you, the red cuckoo, Xu Yiyi, class 6 (3), Huangpu school, Shenzhen
Flowers contend, the charming rose, the fragrant violet, the graceful Phalaenopsis will make people like. However, I am intoxicated, meditated and recalled by clumps of simple rhododendrons
When I was a child, I was studying in my hometown. When I was eight years old, my mother transferred me to Guangzhou in order to let me learn English and receive information technology education. In this strange environment, I am not nervous and afraid at all.
My mother sent me to a good bilingual school. I met a kind teacher Deng, who is the head teacher of class 3. She is about 28 years old. Well, how can I describe her? There's only one feeling about her: she's very kind. composition
One day, Mr. Deng called some of us and said to us, "there is a" Thanksgiving Cup "composition and recitation competition in Guangzhou this time. You compete in the school first, and those who are selected can participate in the competition on behalf of the school in the city." We are all very excited. After all, we haven't participated in such a big game.
I remember at that time, there was a row of iron fence around the west corner of our school, which was covered with red and gorgeous rhododendrons, row by row, in clusters, very beautiful. I like them from the bottom of my heart as soon as I see them. composition
At that time, the Rhododendron was in full bloom. Every day after school, some of our classmates moved a small chair and sat with Mr. Deng in the Rhododendron Bush to revise our composition. We just changed a few paragraphs, and we had to use our brains to come up with some touching, vivid and beautiful words and sentences. One day or two, the manuscript paper was used one after another, the article was changed and rewritten, the sentence was rewritten and rewritten, the article was copied again and again... When the summer sun in the south is hot, it makes people feel upset and confused, and the train of thought is often broken again and again. However, as soon as I see the vigorous rhododendrons, My heart is full of infinite confidence and courage to overcome difficulties.
The article was finally finished. The school chose me to compete. I still recited and read aloud in the azalea. Mr. Deng sat next to me and pointed out my mistakes and shortcomings. I concentrate on my back. Occasionally, two pieces of Rhododendron petals flutter on Mr. Deng. Oh, Mr. Deng is really like a Rhododendron fairy, but Mr. Deng is not aware of it.
Kung Fu is not bad for good people. For so many days, my composition "the story of mother and daughter" participated in the city competition on behalf of the school and won the first prize. I received the award with tears in my heart, filled with infinite pride
Behind my success, there is also a contribution from cuckoo.
Thank you, cuckoo!
Now the azalea is still blooming every year, so full of vitality... She, my enlightenment teacher, life is like a piece of paper, everyone has a brilliant page. Whether it's colorful or dull, we are the only ones who can write life on this piece of paper.
There was laughter and tears on this piece of paper; There have been sweet and sour, there have been bitter and spicy. However, on the piece of paper that belongs to me, there is a girl. She is my primary school teacher. In my impression, she is not a particularly excellent teacher. Like ordinary teachers, she is very concerned about her students, and she is selfless and devoted all the time.
When I was the silly girl who just entered school and didn't know anything, it was her who welcomed me. I only remember that she took my hand and entered the ocean of knowledge that day. From then on, I was deeply attracted by the boundless ocean. At that time, I wanted to travel in the ocean and land alone. However, in that small mistake, I almost gave up this dream. It was her who helped me regain my self-confidence and made me a person who would never give up easily no matter what difficulties I encountered in my life.
That year, I was just in the third grade, and I couldn't bear any difficulties in the plain sailing of my life. However, life is really like a game, always give us a joke. Just when I was intoxicated with the first prize, the second mid-term examination left an indelible dark mark on my piece of paper. I can't face that once proud, invincible me. I was blind. In the later days, I began to cram madly, but things were not the same as I expected. My grades didn't go up all the way, but went down until 87. composition
Finally, she talked to me. She told me that the road should go step by step, not too hasty. It's like learning to climb first and then learn to walk. I shook my head. I didn't quite understand what the teacher said. I asked her: 'teacher, how should I learn to climb first I just remember that she said with a smile: 'you should start reviewing the most basic content. You are just too anxious, so you can make mistakes. You should walk slowly step by step. It's good for you! "
I finally understood that, according to her method, I succeeded, I cheered, I jumped. At this time, I found that she, who had been supporting me silently behind my back, also happily laughed. composition
Although what happened between me and her is not so touching, without her, I would not be today.
Teacher, what a sacred profession! Because of it, we have a happy today! My happy valley, my 10th anniversary, time flies. In a twinkling of an eye, it is the 10th anniversary of happy valley. Happy Valley is a large amusement park. Its amusement facilities are more than the stars in the sky, and it's fun. We all like it. There are nine major projects: Hurricane Bay, Sunshine Coast, Shangri La forest, gold town, adventure mountain, Spain square, cartoon city, happy island and Maya water park.
Talking about happy valley, I think of that unforgettable and happy day.
I remember that summer vacation when my family went to happy valley together. I was very happy. I got up very early, washed quickly, changed clothes, and set out for Happy Valley with my parents. Along the way, we talked and laughed, very happy. Accompanied by the chilly wind outside the window, a fresh air rushed forward, making people feel refreshed. It will be here after ten. Buy tickets first, they are so expensive