I read it again and again and couldn't put it down. Diary grade five diary
This book tells about the adventures of a child named Lumi who was stolen and abandoned from childhood.
The hero of the story is an abandoned child of unknown origin, who is adopted by a farmer. Although his adoptive mother was very kind to him, his vicious adoptive father sold him to a vagrant artist after he returned to his hometown. From then on, he made a living by juggling. However, after the kind-hearted vagrant artist unfortunately went to prison, he became helpless and began to wander around & hellip; & hellip; later, Lumi met a kind lady and lived a luxurious yacht life. After the wandering artist vitellis got out of prison and took him away, they began to wander again. One day, the troupe's animal wolf mouth, the wandering artist was frozen to death, Lumi was adopted by the flower farmer, and it didn't last long. He had to join the ranks of "black coal", but he encountered a mine disaster, and finally survived. When he learned of his life experience, he was anxious to find a relative and was cheated into the false father of the underworld. After suffering, with the help of his good friend Ma Jia, he finally found his biological mother, the lady on the luxury yacht, and lived a happy and happy life!
This book has brought me great enlightenment: I want to learn from Lumi and learn from his bravery and strength; learn from Lumi that he does not escape from difficulties, does not give up, and can never give up doing anything. When I encounter difficulties in learning, I can not give up and try to overcome them; learn to be grateful and cherish the happy life now; let me know what is valuable love, Love is: a piece of love, a piece of gold, hard to buy a piece of love!
Wang Yutian, grade 3, class 2, grade 3, Mingfa branch, Langya Road Primary School, Pukou District, Nanjing, Jiangsu Province_ I look around, but I never see my father. When I look at other children being picked up by my father, my heart feels very sad. I often ask myself: 'did I do something wrong? Isn't dad not hurting me, is he. 'but it wasn't until one year that I really understood my father's wordless love.
About ten years old, the autumn wind is rustling, the cool wind is blowing, and the leaves are dancing with the wind like butterflies. My father and I went to the countryside to practice cycling, because it was the first time for me to practice cycling. I was afraid. I asked my father to teach me how to practice, but my father shook his head and said: 'what you can do is to do it yourself. You have to believe in yourself. 'I suddenly felt a little angry, but under the order of my father, I stepped on the bike with my feet on the pedal. I pressed the front of the bike hard, and then rushed forward with my eyes closed. Sure enough, as I expected, the wheels didn't turn twice, and I fell to the sky and said, "Oh, it hurts! 'I looked at my hand and it was bleeding. I looked at my father, eager for him to help me up and comfort me. However, all this is just my imagination. Dad looked at me indifferently and said: 'get up and practice again. 'at this time, I feel extremely aggrieved that I can't get my father's love.
Dusk, we should go home, all the way, I am silent, not a word. Suddenly, a look stabbed my young heart, my father looked at the wound on my hand, as if to say: 'baby, are you ok? Where did you fall? Does it still hurt? 'but my father never said that. At this time, my father's speechlessness was better than all words. Fatherly love is like this, a look can penetrate your soul, all the silence is better than all the sweet words in the world. Thank you, Dad. Thank you for your speechless love for me.
Grade 6, class 6 and 7, Dianbai Central Primary School, Maoming, Guangdong_ There was a time when I didn't have a good talk with my parents; there was a time when I didn't think about my parents; there was a time when I quarreled with my parents because of the game; my children's Internet addiction, their parents' helplessness. Once was like yesterday: time back when we were young, can you still remember us at that time, what our parents buy, what we use, what we buy, we never pick and choose, then we are how clever, we grow up carefree, parents do not have so much helplessness. Today is like today: Time has come to us when we were young. Today, we make our parents have a lot more white hair and a little more sadness. Today, we are addicted to online games all day and go to bed very late every day. Our parents are worried about our body and ask us to have an early rest, but we have a big fight with them. Even the content on this page is pushed by "Sihai reading network" to hurt them, so it's OK In this way, time will not wait for anyone, we grow up day by day, and our parents grow old day by day. Now, our parents have to look at our face when they buy things for us, for fear that we don't like it. We just ask them for everything, but they don't ask for our return, and there is no trace of sadness. In this way, we grow up and our parents grow old. The future is like tomorrow, tomorrow we may understand the parents heart, understand the parents grace, perhaps, we know that they are not sensible, perhaps, say sorry to their parents, then we grow up, really grow up. There will be a day when we no longer squander our youth and think about what we have done. We will regret that we have made our parents so sad and disappointed. From now on, learn to be grateful in love, be grateful, and be grateful. May time stop, don't take away our gratitude that we haven't had time.
Chen Qiuhong, Junior 3, Xining middle school, Xichang, Liangshan, Sichuan