With the passage of time, the golden dream of childhood has quietly passed away, but the scene full of childlike interest has long been fixed in my memory.
When I was rummaging through things that day, I came across an album hidden in the cupboard for a long time. I opened it curiously, and the memory of my childhood was vivid in my mind. ...
Opening the first page of the album reminds me of an interesting story about picking strawberries with my father. When I walked into the field, I learned from my father that I rolled up my trouser legs, wore a huge straw hat and held a plastic basin in my hand. I was "armed to the teeth" and went with my father. I am small and walk like a duck because I have too many things with me. My father saw it.
"Ha ha ha ..." I laughed. This photo was taken when I was playing in Zhuhai. At that time, my brother and I were chasing and fighting in the marble square, with happy smiles on our faces from time to time. My mother took photos during our leisure time. After the photos were developed, I saw my brother really fly. It turns out that when my mother was taking pictures of us, my brother just started dancing. As long as guests come in the future. At this time, my brother will stare at me and make me laugh and cry.
Turning this page, we saw the photos taken in "Panyu Xiangjiang Wildlife World". Behind my brother and I is an artificial tree, which opens its mouth fiercely and seems to devour us. But my brother and I are still happy and carefree. ...
Looking at the photos full of childlike interest, I seem to have returned to that carefree childhood. Although these are old things, they are like glowing little shells, which will stay on the beach in my memory forever.
2. Love all the way
If I were a flower, my mother's love would be sweet rain and dew. If I were a tree, my mother's love would be warm sunshine. If I were a grass, my mother's love would be a warm spring breeze ... from the day I was born, I had my mother's deep love all the way. It is also my mother's love that accompanies me to grow sturdily.
Ignore? This is love!
"ouch! It hurts ... "In my memory, I was a toddler and ran to my mother, but I accidentally fell to the ground. The fall was so painful that I couldn't help crying: "Mom, come and help me …" I called my mother, hoping that she could comfort me in every way and coax me with delicious and fun food. Mom came over, I'm hands in the air. However, my mother stopped in front of me: "Yue Yue, get up by yourself." I looked at my mother blankly and was at a loss. Mother said, "Yue Yue is really brave. Get up by yourself!" "I still want to cheat, my mother said firmly," stand up by yourself! I can't get up. I have to go. "I have no choice but to get up quickly. So, mom smiled happily. ...
Later, when I grew up, I realized my mother's good intentions. Yes, I fell, so I must try to get up. Mom's pretending to ignore it is actually love!
Reluctant? This is also love!
After living on campus, I can only go home one or two days a week. Mother and daughter meet less, and my mother seems to be more and more reluctant to part with me. When I go back to school on weekends, my mother always goes to school with me by bike. I have advised my mother several times that I have grown up and don't need someone to accompany me like a child. Mom just smiled and said, "How old have you grown? No matter how big it is, it's not all my daughter. "
Time passed, whether it was hot or cold, my mother accompanied me to junior high school for two years. I remember that one day it rained, and my mother quickly put on a beautiful and soft raincoat for me. I asked, "Mom, why don't you wear one yourself!" " Mother smiled and said, "There are only two raincoats at home. It is inconvenient for you to go to school to get that one if it is wet." You can wear this and give it to me when you get to school. "Mom's words are not brave words, but they make my heart shake, and a warm current comes to my mind. Meticulous? Still love!
It's late at night, and I'm still sitting under the lamp doing my homework. A cold wind blew and I sneezed inadvertently. Rubbing my nose, I suddenly felt something gently fall on my shoulder. I reached out and felt a pair of rough and warm hands. Looking back, my mother was putting on a jacket for me. Looking at my mother's smile, I suddenly found that her original black hair was mixed with many white hairs. These white hairs are exactly what my mother cares for me.
With the deep love of my mother all the way, it is in the dribs and drabs of life. These little things are as thin as silk and as thin as thread. It is these humble little silk threads that have woven this mountain of love and benefited me for life.
[Opinion]: This is a beautiful article. Praise maternal love, little things are woven into mountains of love like silk thread, and feelings are beautiful. "I am deeply in love all the way" gives people a warm feeling and a beautiful title. The three subheadings of the full text are divided into three small things in daily life, with distinct levels and beautiful structure. In fact, we can't ask for earth-shattering events when writing a composition about life. Just these trivial things are enough to touch people's hearts.
Step 3 bathe in the sunshine of love
There is one thing that can soften the heart of stone; There is one thing that can make a gloomy life full of hope; There is one thing that can bring back the dead. This is love. Love makes the world beautiful and decorates life.
When I was a child, love was a lollipop, a new dress and a sweet kiss from my mother. Now I always feel that love is like a vague shadow, and I can't find a clue. Love seems to be behind this shadow, but it refuses to show its true colors. I always try to find it, but it's like playing hide-and-seek with me, sometimes drifting, sometimes disappearing. Until I gave up my pursuit and gradually calmed down, I was surprised to find that love was by my side and always accompanied me.
I saw dad's back, bent back. It is this back that carries my childhood dream. Every day when I go to school and after school, I spend it on this back bend. Dad tells me jokes, stories about great scientists, stories about great men ... I lean on my broad back and don't have to worry about the wind and rain, because dad blocks everything for me. Now, I no longer lean behind my father, but undertake the "work" of rubbing his back. I take this as a reward. But every time I face my father's bent back, I can't help crying.
I see mom's lips, warm lips. Mom is not good at words, but I am always willing to confide in her. She always listens silently and then tells me, "Do whatever you want! I believe you can do better! " Whenever I take part in various competitions, she always likes to bend down and gently kiss my face before I leave. Yes, I'm used to it, too That's enough, isn't it?
I saw the teacher's eyes, deep eyes. When I was discouraged, it was these eyes that comforted me; Give me encouragement when I make achievements; Give me strength when I am flustered and afraid; When I make a mistake or get lost, give me a warning ... it is these eyes that have been paying attention to me and let me never give up and go forward!
I finally understand what love is. Love is gratitude, hope and protection from harm. And that vague shadow is my father's back, my mother's lips, my teacher's eyes and the care of all those who love me. Originally I have been bathed in the sunshine of love!
Step 4 feel maternal love
"The thread in the hands of a kind-hearted mother makes clothes for her wayward son's body. "When I was a child, I memorized the poem Ode to a Wanderer, but I never really understood its meaning. In the blink of an eye, I have been in the third grade. In my eyes, my mother is a woman who has no opinion, does nothing and is vulgar. But one thing woke me up and changed my mind.
I remember it was the middle of winter, and the wind was very cold. My classmates laughed at me for wearing sports shoes on such a cold day. I was angry, but I fought with him for the sake of so-called face. But because they were outnumbered, they fled. Along the way, I looked at these shabby and warm shoes, and I was so wronged that I burst into tears. As soon as I got home, I kicked the door open, threw my schoolbag on the sofa and sat angrily on the sofa. Mother is busy cooking, and she comes out to see me as soon as she hears the sound. She looked at me with a smile, and then at the shoes I kicked into the corner. Her smile froze. I walked into the room without looking back, and the door slammed. Let my mother call me in a trembling voice.
An hour or two has passed for a long time. I calmed down. Did my behavior hurt my mother's heart? Think about the financial situation at home, the real house loan has not been paid off, and my mother is too frugal to buy clothes. She always said, "As long as you grow up and have a job, the clothes you buy will reach the extreme!"! How regretful I am to think of this! Looking at the deep night, I suddenly have an impulse to apologize to my mother. Sitting at the table, looking at the doorknob, I hesitated again, listening to the familiar footsteps outside. Isn't that my mother? I opened the door excitedly, only to see my mother holding a pair of brand-new cotton shoes and shivering. She stammered, "I was going to buy it for you next month, but it seems that it won't work now." It was quite cold, so I bought it in advance. Try it on quickly and see if it fits. "My tears can't help sliding down my cheeks anymore." Mom! "I threw myself into my mother's arms and the warmth flowed all over my body.
Motherly love is everywhere and selfless dedication. As long as you feel and appreciate it carefully, you will ripple in the ocean of love. When you are sad, it is comfort; When you are depressed, it is hope; When you are weak, it is strength; It is the source of sympathy, pity, love and tolerance. Let us cherish and thrive under the nourishment of the source!
5. Love in the sun
In the high wilderness, under the cold wind, gentle love, transparent and slightly white, spirals up. Yes, it is the love between heaven and earth, the love under the sun, and the love between my parents and me.
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He has rough hands, big and warm. He used to hold my hand and let me feel his warmth. He also raised his hands and hit me, but I never resented him. He also scolded me that I never remembered them. I only remember those moments when he loved me, because he was such a subtle father that he never said that sentence to me: "Son, dad loves you." But I can feel his love for me every time. I know, I will always be his treasure, I can't escape, and I don't want to escape.
My mother is a woman who often complains about her forties. She often massages her eyes with a wrinkle-free pen. She is a mother who loves her children but doesn't know how to love them. During my sick days, my mother stayed by my bed and spent that long time with me. She once broke her heart for me. That kind of pain will always be remembered in my heart. On that day when the snow was falling, I came. Mom loves me because I am the continuation of her life. Her love is direct, leaving no trace, which is somewhat unbalanced compared with her father.
I am the youngest in my family, but I am still the master of this family, even though I don't have much rights. I love this family, dedication and singleness. I never told my parents that I love you. I inherited it from my father, which is subtle and unobtrusive. Sometimes I quarrel with them, but I still love them. As they say, I am a balloon, but one end of the balloon is tightly grasped by them. They don't want to let go, and I don't want to be let go.
March has arrived, but I can still feel the cold wind in winter. But there is sun, there is sunshine, and there is love in sunshine. That beam of light went straight into my body, warm.
5. The smell of exams
Examination paper-endless
The general review at the end of the term is carried out amid students' complaints. In order to meet it, the teachers first brought countless white test papers.
"Bring it when you finish writing tomorrow, and talk about it in class."
"Yesterday's three papers will get the correct answers tomorrow, and today and the day after tomorrow."
……
"ah! At this rate, I am exhausted if I don't support myself! " Listening to the students' lamentations, I counted the test papers, pinched my fingers and calculated what time to go to bed tonight ... "
Once in a thousand years.
With a dizzy head in one hand and a pen in the other, dreams can happen at any time. This kind of picture constitutes the "night scene" when students review at the end of the term.
I washed my face, secretly made a cup of coffee, gulped it down and continued to do my homework. Suddenly the telephone rang, breaking the silence of the night. Picking up the phone, a familiar voice came: "Hey, are you asleep?" I looked at my watch and looked out of the window again. There was no light in the building opposite. Then I looked at the bed that seemed far away and said, "It's still early." "Then I ask you a few questions ..."
Infinite emotion
The final grade has come down. Faced with their scores, several families are happy and worried, and some people have long dismissed them.
I looked at my report card and thought: What are we trying so hard to travel back and forth on the "three points and one line"? Just for future work? I think it's more than that. Then why are we bound by the "three points and one line"?
6. I like computers.
With the progress of science and technology and the improvement of people's living standards, various electrical appliances have also entered thousands of households. In just a few decades, computers are no longer strange to us. Three years ago, my family bought a computer.
When computers first entered my home, all three of us were computer idiots, and we knew nothing about computers, their functions and usage. We know nothing about it. Last year, my home computer was equipped with broadband, so I could surf the Internet. First of all, my mother is interested in computers. As long as she is free, she likes to sit at the computer, look up information, watch news, listen to music and watch movies, and enjoy it. She said, "It's good to have a computer. We know things faster and more conveniently, so we don't have to be so passive. " Slowly, my father often goes online to watch movies and play games. Computers are very attractive.
Of course, I am the person who uses computers most often. On weekends, I will occupy the computer for half a day or even a day. Listening to pop music, watching movies, doing psychological tests and reading books online are all interesting.
Last summer vacation, my cousin came back, and I learned about online chat from her. On the internet, people indulge themselves and show their other side. As Bill Gates said, "No one will know that you are a dog through the computer screen." Indeed, in the vast network world, there are so many illusory things that you can't even tell what is true and what is false. Slowly, I stopped making new friends, only a few people I could talk to.
The computer has brought some help to my study and added new contents to my extracurricular life. It helps me to know the world and make friends from all over the world without leaving home. This is beneficial.
Computers are not everything. When we travel in the virtual world, network security can not be ignored.
Make good use of the computer, it will be your bosom friend.
[6] "The happiness that books bring me"
If you ask me who is my most loyal friend? That must be a book!
This book has accompanied me through every year. It is like a jumping note and a colorful picture. It leads the ignorant me into the door of knowledge and accompanies me to climb the peak of knowledge from beginning to end; It shows me all fields of society and purifies my mind. It gave me imaginary wings and goals.
A Fairy Tale by Andersen-Let me get together with Snow White and the daughter of Hai in the book; Play with the seven dwarfs and the happy prince; I am like an inexperienced elf, looking for colorful things brought to me by Grandpa Andersen in the fairy tale world.
Books let me know the joys and sorrows of the world, the beauty and ugliness of good and evil. ...
A hundred thousand why-let me know why the sun is a big fireball. Why is the moon sometimes short and sometimes round? Why do stars never fall in the sky?
Books, like a universal mirror, make me increase my knowledge and thrive.
A book, Five Thousand Years Up and Down, tells me about the long history of mankind: from the beautiful myth of Pangu's creation to the legend of drilling for wood to make a fire; From Dayu flood control to Jiang Taigong fishing; From the battle of Guandu to the burning of the camp.
Books make me wise, broaden my horizons and enrich my life.
A book, How Steel was Tempered, moved me by the hero's spirit of selfless struggle for his career and ideal, and let me know that people should always be full of spirit to face immediate difficulties and setbacks.
Books are like an old man full of wisdom, constantly inspiring me.
My friend, you should believe that with books, you will have a beautiful dream, and with dreams, you will have a future life.
Come on! Let's read more books, read good books, draw nutrition from books and set up lofty ideals!
Come on! Let's step into the ocean of books together and move towards a better life together!
I love NBA.
I love NBA, to be exact, I love watching NBA. -inscription
NBA is the top organization of basketball in the world today. Thousands of people are addicted to it, and I am no exception, even though I am a girl.
The first time I watched the game was 1999. Finals: Rockets VS Magic. I still remember that game. It doesn't matter who wins or loses, what attracts me is the fierceness. I never thought that ten people could play basketball so vividly, and they could mobilize more than 10 thousand people on the spot and more than one billion people off the field.
Gradually, from watching every game to watching every player, idols changed one after another, but they gave me the same thing: never give up, never give up. That's the NBA. No matter whether the opponent is strong or weak, they launched a fierce battle from the beginning, fighting with each other for 48 minutes without any slack until the last minute, the last second. This is his charm!
Buckley, who worked hard for seven seasons, finally failed to win the championship, but he still kept working hard and worked hard from beginning to end; Jordan, a "flying man" who is always accompanied by victory, but this is accompanied by his one-on-one struggle. He never relaxes in practice, always sets higher goals and always flies higher; Miller's last moment, the three-pointer told me that sometimes I mastered the end, and I mastered everything at the same time!
This is their charm!
Whether they failed or succeeded, they all went to fight; Although the results are different, no one is dissatisfied, because they have worked hard for their goals, which is enough. ...
Not only sports, but also never give up. The NBA needs to keep fighting!
I love this kind of struggle, love the feeling of struggle, and I will continue to fight for it!
⒏ "Walking into Mathematics"
If you want to ask me what I am most interested in, I will definitely answer: "Mathematics!" " Mathematics is the foundation of life, and life cannot be separated from mathematics. Why am I so interested in mathematics? We should start with this.
"Ah ━ ━ so difficult! I am bored to death! " I held my head, which I had scratched for more than a hundred times, and groaned in pain. Looking at the crisscross graphics in front of me, I feel my head is several times bigger. I have been tortured by these two graphics problems for an hour, but I can't think of a clue. "ah! It's really' natural waste is useless'! " The deskmate said contemptuously with a popsicle in his mouth, "You can't think of it for an hour. You had better give up. You have no mathematical cells at all. " "What? I patted the table and said, "I will succeed!" " ""well, if you can't tomorrow, you have to invite me to dinner! " "Okay, it's a deal! "
"Tick, tick ..."
I was at midnight under the light. I tried to calculate how high the paper was stacked, but I kept counting. "When, when ..." The clock struck 1 1 point. "It was too late." I raised my slightly sour neck, looked at the clock, and then looked down at the two empty questions. Whoops, the teacher is really "sweet" and asked me such a difficult question. Looking at these two abstract figures like Picasso, I really want to throw away my pen and stop writing, but when I think of the contemptuous eyes at my deskmate today, I suddenly feel heroic. Yes, I will be able to do what others can do! So, I wrote with confidence that in the quiet night, there was a light sound of "rustling sand" ...
Hooray! Finally finished! Looking at my "labor achievements", I only feel a strong sense of success from the bottom of my heart, and I am full of joy. Suddenly I feel that mathematics is not difficult to learn, but it also has its attractive side. The harder the question is, the more unforgettable it is.
Mathematics attracts me deeply with its unique charm. Let's walk into mathematics together.
I want to say I love you out loud.
Father is a person who is not good at talking. There are traces of years on his forehead, always with a smile and broad shoulders, which has become the "symbol" of his father.
In primary school, my father always walked in front of me. He took me to school with his schoolbag on his back, and I trotted after him. At that time, I wanted to say: Dad, you are great! At that time, a tall father, a capable mother, and this little me, a simple and happy home.
Time crawled on my father's face, and my sideburns were a little silvery white. I grew up with the small trees planted in front of our house. I like my father very much because she always laughs and plays with me. But I know that I can silently look at my father's bent back as if I were far away. Father's status is getting higher and higher, so is mother. I went to middle school and lived in school. When I came home at the weekend, I opened the door and stood at the door. I feel very lost in an empty home. I grabbed a piece of paper with my father's powerful words written on it: "Xiaoyu, my father is on a business trip, and so is my mother." Leave money for my own use and take good care of myself. " Dad. "I sighed and put the paper into a ball in my pocket. Somehow, my eyes filled with tears. This lifeless home! I thought sadly.
When I came back from class the next day, I heard the range hood buzzing in the kitchen. I was wondering who it was when I heard a long-lost loud voice: "come back!" " "It's father! My heart is full of joy. " Dad. Don't you see the difference? ""ah, yes. " Father was busy cooking and said softly, "I'm afraid you are hungry and worried about you." "Nothing else, but I felt something in my heart.
When I go to school by school bus, my father helps me with my bag. My father and I walked side by side, looking sideways, and the wind was blowing my father's black silver hair. I want to say something, but I can't. When crossing the street, my father gave me a hand and then took my hand. "Dad." I looked up: "What do you want me to report to you?" Father shook his head: "You always walk in front of me, and your happiness is to report." On the school bus, I cried. I touched the branches in my pocket, and there were words on the back! My name has been written over and over again.
Dad, what do you want me to give you in return? You are always in front of me, and your happiness is the reward.
I finally remembered what I was going to say: "Dad! I really want to say I love you loudly! " You don't need anything, just pay, and what about me? I want to report a heart that loves me!
⒑ "Home TV Challenge"
"It's good, finally looking forward to the weekend again! Do your homework and you can watch TV happily! " I muttered to myself.
After dinner, I can't wait to go to the living room, turn on the TV and enjoy my favorite cartoons. Really, just as I was fascinated, a Cheng Jinyao appeared halfway-my father came over. He picked up the remote control switch and pressed the news broadcast channel: "Look, look, the news broadcast has started." After that, my mother came to join in the fun. She looked at the clock and cried in panic, "Oh, oh! It's after seven o'clock, and The Same Song begins. Why didn't you tell me? " After that, I tuned the channel to the same song. Dad didn't show weakness, but also pressed the channel to the news broadcast, and the two pressed it, which was very noisy.
Mom can't watch the hard ones, so she uses the soft ones: "The same song is only once a week, and you watch the news broadcast all day, so let me …" "But what about me? You can only watch it once a week. Usually, you ask me to read when I do my homework, and I have no time to watch TV at all. Today, I finally waited until Sunday, and you quarreled with me again! " Before my mother finished, I joined the "battle" to grab the channel.
After listening to my words, my parents looked at me and I looked at you and smiled. At this time, I got up shyly and said, "I'm sorry, I'm just saying." Who is it for? "Mom and Dad said in unison," Here you are! "After that, they walked away, but I also felt very sorry and said that I would give it to them. But they walked away with a smile.