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First budding

In the fourth grade of primary school, because in a chess match, he handed over the victory to others, and complained for several days. So he swore that he would take revenge. Maybe, at this moment, I will sow the seed of my dream!

In the future, studying chess has become my daily "compulsory course". As a result, I began to learn to read chess books in a certain way. Although most of them didn't understand, I was always excited. I think that's how chess masters practice, isn't it? And I'm on the same path as them. Every time I think of it, there is always a kind of inexplicable joy in my heart. And I grew up and became stronger in the process.

Until later, when I was in junior high school, my former opponents met again. This time, however, it was no longer a "strong dialogue", but a "one-sided" trend. I won easily.

But maybe it's too easy. The result of "revenge" didn't make me feel a sense of achievement. I'm not satisfied. My heart tells me that I have to go to a higher level. composition

As a result, chess is still my daily "required course", and has not changed because of the realization of the oath. Sometimes, I find it amazing that people's behavior can be so deeply rooted that it can't be changed.

Perhaps the seed of dream began to germinate, its root has been extended to the depths of the earth, towards the established goal. Now, after a few years, I have a clearer goal of becoming a professional chess official. Although this is a dream that is neither expected nor supported, I will never compromise with those absolutists. I want to prove to them that no matter how barren the land is, as long as we try to put our roots deeper, there will always be nutrients to be absorbed, and small trees will grow into towering trees one day. composition

Now, it's March. I wish this budding seed can grow healthily and freely in this new year. Finally, I wish my dream come true! On February 2 in Jiangnan (four songs), the rain is like light smoke, the willow buds are sprouting, the poplar ears are long, and there is no fresh wheat field in the forest. Every day changes, the breeze blows, the fog is light, the fog does not cover the wheat field fresh, the willow bud new leaf blooms outside the door, the poplar ear sweeps a basket. Every day changes, the day is long, the wind is warm, willow buds and new leaves are blooming outside the door, apricot shoots are beginning to see green spots, cherry blossoms are brilliant. Every day changes, willows droop green braids, Apricot Branches bloom, wind blowing, cherry blossom snow flakes, wheat green sponge.

In March 2007, Li Qinliang of miaodongchen school, whose spring crossed the petals of the first spring day in the lonely and fleeting year, only felt dim. I can not find it, give up, it will be close to my cheek; when I cry, he with the autumn wind over the clouds.

At the beginning of summer, I met five-year-old Luoyun under a budding plum tree. What a pure green it is. I can only hear the softest yearning from the bottom of the girl's heart grow up. Together with this green, it becomes a clear spring love song like a copper bell. It stirs and spreads in each other's hearts

At the beginning of summer, I remember that the boy's face was covered with the warmth of the setting sun. One hand reached out to the girl's reddish cheek. The air around her was very subtle. At the beginning of summer, I heard the boy's breath: "Hello, I'm Luoyun. Are you at the beginning of summer?" The boy's voice is very good, just like a light petal, gently located in a calm water, stirring up ripples in the girl's heart.

"Yes." Early summer promised him in a low voice, she only felt her face was like, like the red things in the sky. At the beginning of summer, I knew from the boy named Luoyun that the red thing was the cloud, the cloud of Luoyun. Like a very important thing to protect, the girl repeated: "the red thing is the cloud, the cloud of Luoyun..." composition

At the beginning of summer, I remember that Luoyun is his neighbor. Every time at noon, he always comes to play with himself. At that time, early summer was very nervous. She always relied on her mother to choose a beautiful baby dress for her to wear. Her parents also liked the lovely boy very much, so they chose early summer. Then at the beginning of summer, I followed Luoyun. The two little figures are close together.

But one day, when his parents were not at home, Luo Yun yelled downstairs: "early summer, early summer..." Like a rooster with a loud voice. Early summer everywhere looking for beautiful clothes, but how can not find, anxious she cried at the window. Suddenly, the beginning of summer slipped down from the window, she looked at Charlotte, her eyes immediately filled with crystal tears. Even as a child, she knows how painful it is for someone she loves. composition

At the beginning of summer, I felt that there was something soft but strong behind me. A warm feeling came to my heart. At that time, it was the most beautiful theme in a little girl's heart. She rubbed her eyes, Luo Yun held her tightly, and fell on the verdant grass: "I said in early summer, you can't smell beautiful, and don't jump! Do you know how worried I am? " Looking at Luoyun in the early summer, she had a feeling that she couldn't tell. She just felt that, like the colorful candy that Luoyun often bought for her

"You Would you like a girl in pajamas crying like this? " At the beginning of summer, I didn't say I was a girl. It can be seen that vanity came into being as a child. Luo Yun got up and touched her head: "of course I will not." Early summer seemed to sink to the bottom of the sea "unless that girl is you. Ha ha ha... " "You..." Early summer hit Luoyun on the shoulder, of course, she won't be too heavy.

At that time, Luo Yun held Xiachu's head and kissed Xiachu's cheek: "so, don't selfishly leave me alone in the future, I will be lonely..."

My childhood in early summer is like a drifting bottle. I am tired but happy to float through the sea of flowers in spring

Now, the 14-year-old early summer thought of his words, and felt very funny: a five-year-old boy could say the word "lonely". It's so heavy, and it's so frivolous in the days to come. If Luo Yun had not left him when she was seven years old, she would not have felt like that.

At the age of 14, at the beginning of summer, she was no longer the little girl who loved to cry, nor the silly little girl who would easily believe others. She is now the pride of the school, but also the admirer of classmates. She only felt that as long as she completely forgot Luoyun, her life would be perfect. But how could she think that the boy who had cheated her came back again, disturbing her life and thought.

The next notice: the appearance of Luoyun set off a raging wave of holy night middle school, but in early summer, it just avoided. At the beginning of summer, when he knew that Luoyun was going to transfer to his class, he was totally out of shape. But when you look at Luoyun in the corner, I don't know why the content of this page is pushed for you by "sihai.com". Finally, in the sunset, on the playground, beside the plum tree, they met

Si Xuejin can't have learned

What is the way to be a teacher? There is an explanation in Shi Shuo: "a teacher preaches, receives karma and dispels doubts.". But how to learn? This is called "learning cannot be done".

Since ancient times, those who have achieved a lot in their studies must be indignant and devoted to their studies. But the most important thing is that they can not be satisfied with themselves. There is no end to the road of study and what they have learned. Those who have been defeated in the past are those who are proud of luxury and comfort. Those who are modest and righteous will eventually achieve something.

Pang Juan and Sun Bin are good examples in the Warring States period. Pang Juan and Sun Bin were classmates and friends. They studied together with Guiguzi. Pang Juan was arrogant and thought he had learned all his skills, so he left alone. Sun Bin is modest and steady. He is deeply loved by GUI GuZi. He learned a lot of things Pang Juan didn't know, which made Pang Juan hold a grudge and hurt Sun Bin. He dug out his kneecap. Later, Sun Bin defected to the state of Qi, met Pang Juan, and finally won. composition

The saying "endless learning" is the best summary of the road of learning. When people first see the path and have a little success, they will feel that they have already got the meaning of it. How can they know that there is a heaven outside and there are people outside? And those who get the great righteousness are not anxious, not angry, and modest in learning. They are hard at exploring. Do you still remember the spirit of the ancients who studied for more than a hundred miles to solve a puzzle? Only in this way can we reach the highest level.

Nowadays, students have little desire to solve puzzles and study. Even if famous teachers are on the side, they are unwilling to seek knowledge because of their face. This is the way of learning. As time goes by, youth is not here, and we don't wait to learn more when we are young. Isn't it the age of yellow hair that we call "full of ambition"? How many times can you fight in your life? When can you fight if you don't? Dear students, when should we wait! composition

"Ten years has become a dream. If this scene is just beginning to sprout, the road to study is still long, and Mo Daoism has become a dream. When you are young, you will learn early and feast your friends. When you are poor in your old age, you will sigh that your vine will wither."

Students, "you can't have to learn."!

Gao Huaili, the instructor of Zhu Qichao in Yanhua high school affiliated to Beijing Yanshan North Normal University, was only four years old. And he's 65.

Two figures always appear on time in that rough, muddy lane. One high and one low, one old and one young. He always holds her little hand with a calloused hand, like a dying petal wrapped in a budding petal in the cold wind.

He has a bad leg and limps when he walks. But I don't know why, as long as he is with her, he always walks fast. And she, of course, is small. So she often fell on the cold ground because she couldn't keep up with him.

Fall, get up; get up, fall again & hellip; & hellip; composition

Since then, people living in the alleys have a more subtle and moving view: he takes her by the hand and walks on a red covered alleyway & hellip; & hellip; he walks very fast and she chases hard & hellip; & hellip; after all, she can't keep up and falls down & hellip; & hellip; he doesn't go to hold her, but he stops & hellip; & hellip; With tears brewing in her eyes, she slowly got up & hellip; & hellip; they went on, as if they were going to walk through the endless alleys and sing the endless songs in the red sky.

She's going back to school in the city. Beginning to sensible, she left him crying, left the lane of memory. At the same time, she is no longer the protagonist of the moving scenery. composition

Is the story still going on after the end? Is painting still colored by the season?

Ten years later, she returned to the rough, muddy lane and met him. She rushed into his arms. He was very excited. Ten years no see, she has been graceful. When she saw him, she felt a little lost. Ten years no see, he's old again.

It was the red season again, but now she was holding his hand, walking in the lane - only, the lane has been washed into a road by the wind and rain. She walked slowly and he followed closely.

Under the afterglow, in the red, they see a high and a low, an old and a young on that 'alley'.

The protagonist of the moving scenery began to reincarnate again.

She was fourteen that year. And he's seventy-five years old. The essence of poetry is nothing more than this. China's most love and admiration of modern Chinese writers is Bing Xin. Bing Xin, formerly known as Xie WANYING, was born in Fuzhou, a city with patriotic and Uyghur characteristics