Many things in life have passed in an instant and will never come back, but there are always some beautiful moments that we will remember in our hearts. I still remember when I first entered Class 6, all I saw were strange faces. A few weeks later, I felt very warm at home. The laughter of my classmates filled me with endless happiness every day, and the mutual help of my classmates made me realize the intimacy of a family. This is a happy family!
Attitude is everything.
To tell the truth, the foundation of our class is weak, but I think we have a happy heart and face learning happily, which will surpass us one day. But before that, we should have a good learning attitude. Your attitude towards Xu Zhichuan and Sun Wei has improved the enthusiasm of many students. After lunch, several of us (Kobayashi, Tian Xiang, Mix, Tingting, Xu Yue and Huiyu) will go to the teacher to recite, which has become our habit. English is our weakness, but we are never discouraged because our grades are not good enough. We recite words whenever we have time, and everyone is speeding up and trying to catch up. Only starting from the basics is the most practical way. We should rise up in failure and see the light in the shadow.
Joy of success
Although we are a little weaker than others in study, we are by no means inferior to others in other aspects. At the beginning of school, our class won the first prize of "a good start", which condensed the team spirit of our class. In the process of cleaning, everyone works very hard. No complaints, only laughter. It is a pleasure for them (Ming Min, Tian Xiang, Hui Yu) to publish a blackboard newspaper, and it is a great honor to leave their own handwriting on the blackboard.
After school chores
Every time after lunch, the female students in the classroom gather in piles to talk about their idols and interesting things about life and study. More interestingly, all the girls in our class love listening to music. Every time we talk about music, the class is as lively as a frying pan. Boys like playing basketball. Every time the bell rings, everyone is sweating, and the whole classroom is "hot air". But seriously, their technology is not bad. The students in our class are also very curious. Every time after class, teachers are surrounded, especially math teachers. Everyone especially likes to ask him questions. At noon, the lovely head teacher will come to the classroom to talk with us, hoping to know more about us.
Although we lack vigorous posture, we have enough tenacious perseverance and unremitting efforts, and the last ribbon may be worn on the head of our Grade One (Class 6). I remember our forever happy home-Class 6, Grade 1.
Lao Zhang is a simple and honest man. He is just in his early thirties this year, but his dark skin and smile lines on his face are extremely out of proportion to his age. However, when he smiles, he always gives people a sense of affinity.
He lives opposite my house. When he first moved here, I called him Uncle Zhang. He said that he was uncomfortable with this young man, so he called him Lao Zhang.
Lao Zhang has a son in kindergarten, and his wife does some manual work at home to make money to subsidize the family. The three of them live a simple life, but they are very happy.
Speaking of Lao Zhang's occupation, he is what Cantonese call a "passenger boy". He said that a few years ago, he made people with motorcycles to earn money to support his family. Later, due to the increasing crackdown on motorcycles in the city, the cars were accidentally confiscated, so now he uses electric cars. But electric cars are obviously not as fast as motorcycles, so they earn less. Now he needs to work fifteen or sixteen hours a day.
I didn't care much at first. There are many people doing his work. Their line does sometimes bring a lot of convenience to pedestrians, but Shenzhen, an "iron city" composed of vehicles, is already crowded, and it is even more difficult for Lao Zhang to exist in the case of frequent traffic accidents. Nevertheless, they still have to live.
Every morning, when the temperature is still a little low, I will go to school at dawn. At the same time, Lao Zhang went downstairs step by step with his electric car on his back. I told him it wouldn't be so troublesome to put the car at the bottom of the building. He said that the car is a tool for his family, but it should not be sloppy. If someone stole it, who would he go to? I'm speechless. Considering the bad public security in this area, Lao Zhang's worry is not unreasonable.
He said he would take me to school in the morning. I said I would walk and exercise. He said I was a young man who was different from others. Now most students have to spend money to take a taxi for hundreds of meters, so I am different. He also said that he would let his son learn from me in the future. I didn't say anything, just smiled.
Every night, when I was about to turn off the lights and sleep, I heard Lao Zhang moving an electric car upstairs. Steady steps give people a sense of sureness, just like him. Every time his wife always opens the door to help, maybe it's been a long time and it's repeated every day. The couple have formed a tacit understanding. In my eyes, this is an indescribable beauty!
I don't know when I started, but I admire Lao Zhang for his simplicity, kindness and tireless sense of responsibility for his family.
One day when I came home from school at noon, I passed a busy and crowded bus stop and saw Lao Zhang and several of his colleagues soliciting customers. Under the scorching sun, sweating Lao Zhang kept asking the passengers who got off the bus: "Where are you going?" Does Mr. Wang take a bus? "But most people shake their heads and say they don't need it.
I passed by, and the busy Lao Zhang didn't see me. I walked away, and when I looked back at Lao Zhang, I found that Lao Zhang's electric cars were arranged so neatly that it looked like a different kind of scenery in a bustling city. In an instant, my heart moved.
Last year was supposed to be the hardest time for smiling angels. Not physically, but psychologically.
Suddenly burst into red, the exposure increased, and it seems that everything will be accused.
Obviously it's none of his business, but as long as he is named, he will always be dragged into the water and made fun of.
He has always chosen to be silent and continue to do what he should do. Even if those cyber violence scolded him, he chose to turn a blind eye.
Later, a collaborator tied him up and made some interactions. From beginning to end, he didn't do anything, but his collaborators were inexplicably scolded and inexplicably involved him.
Many people began to accuse him of not helping his collaborators and exposing people to cyber violence. Even if he didn't do anything, it was pushed to the forefront again because of this matter.
In fact, I was a little puzzled by this collaborator at first. I don't understand why he is so transparent and smart, and he doesn't come out to defend himself and his collaborators, so that they can be scolded together inexplicably. Can seriously think about it, even if he comes out to clarify, can he block the thoughts of those who go looking for trouble, and maybe it will be used for a chaotic propaganda.
But this incident still makes me feel a little unpredictable about him.
Only this year, when I saw that his collaborator had successfully cooperated with others, even after the residual heat had dissipated, they still held the original work together many times. Only then did I understand that the smiling angel was right. He is really a transparent person. He has been doing what he likes seriously and doesn't want to rub the heat in other ways.
After understanding other people's operations, I really appreciate and admire him more and more.
The new century is a new era of information and technology, and the development of modern science and technology can be described as rapid progress. With the emergence of various high-tech, they have given us all kinds of surprises, enriched and facilitated our lives, and made us truly feel the magic and charm of science and technology.
Some time ago, I took a photo of my certificate and personally felt the magic of P-map technology and the importance of retouching software.
When I first saw the retouching process that day, I realized that there was such a wonderful software in the world that could eliminate all the flaws on people's faces and make your face smooth, tender and flawless. In addition, even the amount of your hair and the bulkiness of your hairstyle can be adjusted at will through the software. Of course, apart from these retouching methods of skin color and hairstyle, what surprised me most was the modification of various organs.
The boss in charge of retouching will carefully compare the difference between himself and the photo, then ask my advice and start to help you change your organs. For example, your eyebrows are high and low, your eyes are big, your nose is flat, your cheekbones are wide and your cheeks are fat. These are not problems in front of retouching software. As long as you want to change, you want to change, as long as you want to repair, then retouching technology is the best plastic surgery. It will make you see something that is not you in an instant, which makes people feel really mysterious, really mysterious and really shocking.
People always say that technology is the primary productive force. I didn't understand the inner meaning of this sentence before, but now I feel it myself, and you will feel that this sentence is really good and in place. Therefore, in order to make our life more perfect, more convenient and more exciting, we should actively respond to the call of the state and let the public innovate and start businesses. Only in this way can our life become more and more quality and our country become stronger and stronger.
Science and technology is the core strength of the new era, and it is the strength guarantee of the new era. Therefore, we must attach importance to the development and innovation of science and technology.
Senior one composition 5 "Where is spring? Where is spring? Spring is in that child's eyes ... "Every time I hear this song, I will see the revival and vitality of everything in spring.
In the morning, I walked into the campus against the rising sun. The first thing that caught my eye was rows of green willows. From a distance, the green willows were covered with a faint mist, as if covered with a beautiful gauze. A closer look shows that the willow leaves are still wrapped in catkins, like caterpillars playing on the willow branches. The breeze blows, and the thin wicker flutters with the wind like a girl's beautiful hair. I like the willows on campus very much. Every time I see her beautiful figure, I think of the poem "Singing Willow" written by a poet in the Tang Dynasty: "Jasper is dressed as a tree, and thousands of strands of moss hang down. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors. "
The grass on the lawn in front of the teaching building leaned out its tender little head under the breeze, adding a little new green to the campus. Evergreen pine and cypress trees stand on the lawn like handfuls of big green umbrellas, with a mighty posture like soldiers, defending every grass and tree on campus. The weather is fine, and the clever sparrows shuttle back and forth among the green trees, singing cheerful songs.
Ah! Spring makes the earth look brand-new, brings all love to school, gives us joy and hope, and urges us to make progress. I would like to be a grass and add new green to the campus; Be a small flower, under the careful watering of the gardener, add the breath of spring to the campus and decorate the campus with more beautiful spring.
Winter is drifting away, and Miss Chun has quietly stepped into nature. She brought three special gifts.
The river froze into ice, and Miss Chun came. She passed the first warmth to the river, and the ice gradually melted. Only the sound of the river flowing gently, only the dew flowing on the withered grass leaves, Miss Chun smiled. The grass bowed its head shyly, then all the grass turned green, the earth was covered with green, and the little flowers came alive, dotted the land like an endless green carpet.
The beautiful scenery was seen by the sleeping peach tree. She was envious and said to the river. Can you give me some of your sources? The river agreed, and he let his source flow to the earth. The peach tree gets the nectar from the river. It is green. All the trees are no longer yellow, and their lives are awakened again. They straightened up and talked happily. The flowers next to them hung their heads and looked full. There are many peach blossoms on the peach tree, which are very lovely. Their scent awakened the winter jasmine. He stretched himself, opened his sleepy eyes and said happily; It's a new year!
This cry woke up many flowers, those blue flowers, put their faces on the river, looked at their own reflection and boasted; We are the most beautiful flowers, no one can compare with us! .
Slowly, all the animals woke up. Fish swim freely in the water, and rabbits jump around on the grass. Of course, there are some other insects besides bees and butterflies. Spider, it weaves a white web on the tree; Cockroaches are looking at the target, and ants are not bad. They lined up in a long queue with food ... Miss Chun smiled again.
There is only one last gift left. You must want to know what that is. Don't worry, Miss Chun will take it out soon. Look, Miss Chun takes out a colored ribbon from her pocket. She threw it into the blue sky, and a rainbow appeared on the blue sky, spanning the blue sky, rivers and mountains.
The wind is blowing gently, and Miss Chun will leave, because Miss Chun's gift has been sent to the whole nature.
Meeting is the meeting of hearts, the expression of emotions and the expected result. The tree and the old hornet's nest beside it are proof that I met them again.
I still remember those years when I lived in grandpa's old villa, where there was a spacious yard, which was warm in winter and cool in summer. Every morning, the warm sunshine will show us her elegant figure and spread warmth in this rich land. Once, a few naughty bees were attracted by this beautiful scenery, wandered around the yard several times and flew away. Just as our family was wondering, a few days later, a group of bees flew to grandpa's yard and built their nests here. Grandpa, they are all scared, but I feel very fresh. Although the adults repeatedly told me not to go near the yard, I was driven in by curiosity. The "buzzing" melody lingers in my ears. Those little yellow guys are playing in the yard. They are very happy. I felt the joy at a proper distance and the beauty of meeting them.
Since then, I like watching the little guy work hard, and every day is very fulfilling. But it didn't last long. Adults who are afraid of being stung by bees quickly ask someone to poke the innocent bee nest down. The muffled sound of oval objects landing is deeply imprinted in my mind. I looked at this inanimate object with ecstasy and was in a daze with distress. My heart seems to be stuck in a stone and I look forward to seeing them again hopelessly.
The next spring, the early morning sun shone into my room through the window, and the "buzzing" melody lingered in my ear, which instantly broke my drowsiness. I rushed out of the room and ran to the yard. With the gradually clear "buzzing" sound, I felt higher and higher. I strode through the door and saw those little yellow guys running around the yard, sucking the dew of spring youth. My mouth rose slightly, and my joy was beyond words. I watched with joy. This is, grandpa just came in, said nothing, put his hand on my head and asked me kindly, "Do you like them?" I nodded without thinking. "Of course!" Grandpa smiled, and the wrinkles narrowed into a line, making that kind face look cute. "In fact, the last time I stabbed my grandfather in the hive, I felt that I was wrong. They didn't provoke us. Why are you dealing with them? Therefore, I also support keeping these little guys in the yard, just remember not to get too close. " I was very moved to look into grandpa's eyes, hug grandpa's waist, and watch the bee shout in my heart: We meet again!
The breath of spring is getting stronger and stronger, and the vitality is active in this land. The vitality of all things has paved the rich land with colorful clothes. I still appreciate those lovely little bees as busy as ever. Grandpa and I planted several pots of flowers for these little guys in the yard, and the diffuse fragrance danced in the air, which was very pleasant. I recall the first time I saw them, and I had mixed feelings from my heart. Looking at the harmonious coexistence with the little guys now, my smile melted on my face and turned into a happy expression.
Seeing the bees again gave me a chance to grow up. Although they are gone now, I will never forget how wonderful the time when people live in harmony with nature and how brilliant the blend of life is.
I won't forget, forget that I met them again.