I remember one noon in kindergarten when everyone was sleeping. I didn't sleep alone. Guess what I was doing? Ha ha, I can't guess! I'm secretly following the hand-made Book origami rabbit that the teacher put on my bed. Diary second grade diary
I can still remember how to origami rabbit.
First, find a piece of clean white paper, fold it into two connected triangles, fold the two corners of one triangle in half, then fold the corners on both sides inward, fold the top two corners down, and enter the opening of the triangle that faces inward. So it becomes half of the balloon. Then, fold down the two corners of the back triangle. This step is the most critical. If you don't fold it well, your rabbit's ears won't look good. Fold the two downward corners inside, and then fold its folded ears back. Finally, take a deep breath and blow into the mouth of the paper rabbit, and the rabbit will be OK.
Look at a small, snow-white rabbit in front of you.
Do you like my paper rabbit? According to my method, make one yourself!
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The flowers are beautiful and can't be picked
Look! Spring girl finally came with the rhythm of spring. She waved her long sleeves and the earth was full of vitality. Birds are singing and flowers are fragrant everywhere, and flowers are blooming in spring.
Spring is the most beautiful season of the year. The clear stream is a wonderful symphony. The stream 'clattered, clattered' singing and running happily to the distance. The stream beat on the stone like a string of silver bells, swaying in the wind and making bursts of crisp and pleasant sounds.
The bright stream is the mirror of spring, reflecting the beautiful pictures of spring. The content of this page is pushed to you by "sihai.com reading". It saw wild geese fly back from the South and fly happily in a neat line in the air; It saw the willow girl's long hair scattered all over her head, combing her floating hair with her slender fingers; It saw the grass secretly sticking out its small head and whispering; It saw colorful flowers blooming one after another; It saw the hibernating animals wake up from their sleep, yawning and stretching to welcome a new life & hellip& hellip;
Walking on the way to school, I have been intoxicated by the charming spring, and the breath of spring is everywhere. Suddenly, a small blue flower deeply attracted me: the sky blue petals were as blue as the lake, and the sky blue gemstones were crystal clear. Coupled with the bright red stamens in the middle, it was amazing. I couldn't help but stretch out my hand and pick off this beautiful flower. Go ahead happily. Walking, another beautiful flower attracted me. I couldn't help picking it off. Just as I was humming a little song happily, a deep and serious voice came into my ears: 'children, flowers are beautiful and can't be picked. We should take good care of flowers, plants and trees.' I was dragged back from the joy just now. When I looked up, it turned out that it was a white haired grandfather looking at me with kind eyes, 'I, I & hellip& hellip;' I hesitated and didn't know what to say. My face turned red and I bowed my head embarrassed: 'I'm sorry, I won't pick flowers indiscriminately in the future. Please forgive me!' The old man smiled and said gently, 'you can only see such a beautiful flower by yourself. Let it grow here, and we can all see it.' I nodded vigorously, carried my schoolbag and ran to the school.
On the way home from school, beautiful and dazzling flowers are blooming to me. Their tender smiling faces are so beautiful and lovely. They want to take them for themselves. They can't help but stretch out their hands. At this time, a person in my heart keeps reminding me: 'flowers are beautiful and can't be picked & hellip& hellip; Flowers are beautiful and can't be picked & hellip& hellip;' I put out my hand and quickly took it back. At this time, the little flower seemed to smile more brightly, as if saying, 'if you know your mistake, you'll change. You're really a good child.'