Yesterday I went to hornet's nest for a part-time job, and a teacher who had a good relationship with me since the interview decided to resign. There are already several teachers in her class. If I go again, the child will be greatly hit, and I will try my best to persuade her to stay. But she said that she also wants to live, and it is impossible to quit her formal job because of this part-time job. Besides, this place is really far away, Sixth Ring Road. I remember one day, she told me that she was excited to think of these children. Yesterday, President Hu drove me home and chatted with me on the way, asking me to prepare lessons well. Give you a new preparatory class and say you will recruit new people soon. I feel that my responsibility is very heavy. Teacher Guan told me that I know there is a saying in your army that "the army is joking." I can understand the meaning of this sentence. I took this course right away. Anyway, I will definitely carry the first phase to the end, and I will never give up class. Maybe I will go out before 6 o'clock every Saturday morning, including the coming winter. But I will resist. After all, children are nothing but a good beginning and a good end!
No.5 and three other cows go to Longtan Park to see loi krathong. "Cow" is because all four of us bought a hairpin with a red light and a horn that day. We didn't want to take it off when we were in the car, so everyone in the car looked at us like animals. Especially our dog, still sitting by the window. Very grievance ... Juanjuan is even more amazing. Later, she told me that she didn't take it off when she got off at home. As a result, someone fell down to see her when she got off the overpass. It was late when we got home, and we all sent messages saying that we had arrived home safely. The dog said, "One of them has arrived home, so let me know when the others arrive." . There is a warm smell in laughter. ...
Yesterday's moon was very big and round, which I saw when Sister Swallow and I went out for a walk. It is said that it is very effective to make a wish when the moon is the biggest and roundest. I made a wish on the moon. I wonder if someone made the same wish as me? Enjoy the concert.
Last night, there was a beautiful piano sound in the convention and exhibition center. Richard Clayderman and folk music Tianjiao are giving a concert.
Richard Clayderman was born in Paris and began to learn to play the piano at the age of five. From 1976 to 2004, he recorded about 900 songs, including 220 original works, and his total album sales in China alone reached 90 million. He is also a foreign artist who has changed and played China music the most. He is known as the prince of modern piano playing in the world with gorgeous timbre, elegant melody and handsome image, and his artistic vitality is enduring. The concert began with a song "Nothing to Do" played by Richard Clayderman. Accompanied by the sound, his slender fingers gently slide on the keys, and the beautiful green rhyme flows out like the spring water of the soul. Sometimes he will spare a hand to wave happily with us, and sometimes he will concentrate on tapping the keys. His body trembled with the music, and sometimes he stopped to clap his hands with everyone ... everyone was fascinated.
The lighting on the stage is also very unique, consisting of red, yellow, blue, green and purple. Some of them twinkle on the stage like lasers, some shine like bright little stars on the stage, some change color like chameleons, as if showing off to others ... For a time, the stage became an ocean of lights and a world of light, pushing music to climax after climax.
After three piano solos, China Music Tianjiao played Jasmine. Guo Jie Tianjiao is a small orchestra composed of four national musical instruments: Xiao Jun, Zhao Cong, Chen Yue and Yu Qiuxuan. They play erhu, pipa, flute and guzheng respectively. Their performance of Jasmine Flower has a strong China flavor, and the beautiful melody is intoxicating.
Then, Richard Clayderman and Guo Jie Tianjiao played many songs, including the tragic and touching Titanic suite, the lively Saba dance, the piano solo Harry Potter, and the thrilling new house of flying daggers. ...
How time flies! As the clock struck eleven o'clock, a song "A Big River" ended and the concert ended perfectly.
Today is National Day. After dinner, my father took me to Zhongshan Road and watched the night scene of the music festival.
When I came to Zhongshan Road, I saw a row of orchid lights on both sides of the road, like a long flashing dragon stretching into the distance, illuminating the wide street, just like in the daytime. In the distance, rows of colorful lanterns are also displayed, and rows of flashing neon lights are on the roof. It's really nice!
walk walk Suddenly someone cheered: "Look, what is that!" " "ah! It turns out that "widescreen movies" are playing in the lobby of the People's Hotel! Some horses are running, some camels are walking, and then it becomes all kinds of advertisements. Thousands of pedestrians stopped to watch, and even the traffic department was blocked. Dad told me: "This is not a widescreen movie, but an electronic video advertisement that has just been installed. "It's the first time for everyone to see it, and it feels very fresh, watching and talking there. Dad went on to say, "You see, every few minutes, an advertisement will automatically change.". "It's like a magician juggling in it. What's up, Yan Ni? Are you eye-opening? "
After dinner, I sat on the slate and looked up at the night sky. The round moon hangs in the sky, giving off soft light, and the stars blink like a group of dancing elves. I wonder if Chang 'e in the Moon Palace is playing with the Jade Rabbit under the osmanthus tree at this time. I feel like I am flying in the sky, white clouds are floating around me, and stars are dancing hand in hand around me. I was intoxicated. Ah! What a beautiful star, what a beautiful moon and what a beautiful night!
Last night, an autumn rain wet my eyes, quietly watching people come and go, swimming in the forest of Hongfeng with red leaves and tireless heart. Past lives are for this life. I don't want to cross the Naihe Bridge or drink Meng Po soup. I turn it into a drop of dew, hang it between maple leaves, soak it, accompany it to be lonely and burn with it. Let the flame of a tree turn into a harp, and let my three thousand moss be the strings. In such a silent dawn, I will gently play a song for you. Red maple is the flame that beats in the dark, and green silk is the mark of past lives. You are a person you will never forget. Zheng's voice can only be understood by you, because I was not drunk last night. It was the brilliance of the trees that awakened my dream of sleeping for thousands of years. When I woke up, I still couldn't grasp the waiting love, and I couldn't see the sorrow at that moment.
In such a gorgeous background, if you don't come, this dazzling prosperity, this beating flame and this staring eyes can only leave emptiness and loneliness. Don't ask about the past life, don't ask about the afterlife, think too much, just indulge in the quiet dawn, smooth the vicissitudes of my life with your constant attention and tacit understanding, erase my sorrow in the dark night, let me feel the quiet beauty and exquisiteness of a maple leaf, the crystal and purity of a drop of dew, the tenderness and yearning of a breeze ... If you think too much, you will float in the maple forest in full swing, expecting your horseshoe to break the cold dawn.
How intoxicated and obsessed, in the frost forest in late autumn, are you flying or dwelling? Can you hear the pure zither sound in the distance, can you see the flames full of trees, and talk about its burning? I hold the tears lost in my last life and the dew that changed in this life to wash away the dust of your years and the vicissitudes of your previous life. Are you tired? Whenever, I will wait quietly in the frost forest at dawn. Here is your eternal post station, facing the mountains and flowing water, facing the thick earth and yellow sky, bearing in mind the beauty of life and meeting for thousands of years.
I don't know who is quietly singing: in the chaotic world, everything is prosperous in the background except you. This play is played with life, and it is rare to have this agreement. This love only means something to you and me. In the misty frost forest, if you don't remember, if I haven't been there, there is only the prosperity of smoke, like the dream of a butterfly, falling gently outside the world of mortals in the background. And I stubbornly sang classical feelings, caressed the guzheng, lingering with the autumn wind and fog, indulging in the maple leaves at dawn, but, just, the lovesick maple forest is more and more sparse than the maple forest.
Dawn, fog, heavy frost. The whole maple grove is as red as a fiddler, as red as a fiddler and as transparent as a fiddler. Drunk in past lives, looking for it, I just want to be the reddest maple leaf, light the fire of your life, and light up the road of Millennium reincarnation.
rain
Rain is weak and the lightest thing in the world. It can't knock down heavy reinforced concrete buildings. And the tile house, with raindrops on it, jingled and immediately made a pleasant sound. People who live in huts are also blessed to be close to nature in the rain. When the rain is sudden, the sound is generous and violent, just like hundreds of horses singing together, Malik gallops. As the rain slows down, the sound becomes weaker and seeps into your heart gently, like the breeze in your ear in warm spring. These tiles seem to be specially laid for rain. They play dutifully, and the hearts of those who listen to the rain will overflow with endless affection.
People like to sit quietly and listen to the rain when their hearts are full of nostalgia and regret. The old people have the ambition of "lying in the middle of the night listening to the wind and rain and dreaming of the iron horse glacier"; Dying beauty has the bitterness of "raindrops brighten yellow leaves and lights illuminate my bald head"; Acacia lovers have the vision of "the phoenix tree is raining, and it will drop at dusk"; Affectionate poets have the daydream that "the small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers."
Rain has become an emissary for people to decorate their feelings and place their wishes.
In my spare time, I was lucky enough to go back to the place where I used to listen to the rain. It happened to be raining lightly that day, and I heard the familiar and unfamiliar sound of rain. In the mist, there is a strange mood in the rain, and we haven't communicated for a long time. It keeps me away and shows me that it is strange to me, but I can feel the breath of its existence from the deepest part of my consciousness. There is a sense of carefree waking from a dream and a sense of vicissitudes after confusion.
Oh, what I met in the rain was the self separated from time and space, and it was telling me everything before. I hesitated. I asked myself: Who am I? Still the old me?
There is a saying: "Young people listen to singing on the rainy floor, and the red candle is faint." In the prime of life, the boat is listening to the rain, the river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind. "Different life situations make people feel different when listening to the rain. However, listening to the rain is all about listening to the dialogue of the soul, listening to the flow of true feelings and listening to the flow of years. In addition to the echo of the years, the sound of rain also brings regrets of the past and melancholy that I want to talk about again. It seems that only in the light rain of this tile house can the soul breathe and life continue.
The rain is still ringing, just like my real heartbeat. ...
Quiet summer nights and clear winds always give me a feeling of tranquility. The bright moonlight pours like soft water and clear light, which means peace and harmony. Moonlight is soft and transparent, light and elegant.
I like to use moonlight to precipitate my mood, such as water moonlight, which I can drink. Open the window, let the moonlight flow quietly on the skin, and the light and elegant charm and fresh emotional appeal naturally flow in the heart. If you practice moonlight, your mood will become clear and soft in the moonlight, and suddenly all kinds of touches and beauty in your life will be vivid.
Once, I snuggled up in my grandmother's arms and counted the stars, enjoying the clear and quiet moonlight in the countryside leisurely.
Once, in Jingjing campus, I had a heart-to-heart talk with my classmates in the clear moonlight, and I realized the beauty and sadness of the past.
Once, in the moonlight like water, you and I went boating on Taihu Lake, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the world in the shadow of paddle lights, moonlight and lake water. The clear lake and the ethereal piano sound made me indulge in the gentle feelings of Jiangnan, and I didn't know where to go.
The flowers on the wall are moving, and it is suspected that the jade man is coming. Zhang Sheng meets Yingying, waiting for the west wing of the moon, and the guqin passes on meditation, waiting for the beautiful woman under the moon. Classical beauty. The bright moon is dyed in the west window, and the faint thoughts are also filled.
In the fleeting time, the moonlight is beautiful in the classical meaning and the current romance, bringing infinite meditation and carefree intoxication.
The clear moonlight attracted me. I put on my clothes and went out. I stepped on the moonlight like water and slowly walked into the garden. Gardenia flower bathed in moonlight, cold dew, like a curtain of Qingyuan dream. Bamboo shadows dance lightly with the rhyme, like water and moonlight passing through, reflecting the brightness of the bright moon. Everything is full of agility in the moonlight. Secular noise and impetuousness, hesitation and hesitation, all melt in this moonlight. Suddenly enlightened, suddenly enlightened.
Like moonlight, you can drink it. It's like water flowing by, you can feel it.
Stand quietly on the garden path and listen to the silence.
In this golden autumn, in September 2008, the horn sounded again. We look forward to the footsteps of China astronauts in the vast space, and Shenzhou VII will shine the new historical coordinates of China space.
The first person who tried to fly in the sky was China, a scholar-bureaucrat of the Ming Dynasty more than 600 years ago. He sat in a chair with 47 homemade rockets tied to it, with a big kite in his hand. I want to fly into the sky by rocket thrust, and then land by flying a kite. Although his life turned into a wisp of smoke with the roar, his name was recorded at the starting point of human dream of flying.
600 years later, generations of astronauts in New China have crossed one obstacle after another on their way to the sky, turning the dreams of their ancestors into reality. Every gorgeous take-off holds up the flying dream of the Chinese nation.
The reason why take-off is magnificent is that the implementation process is extremely difficult.
Looking back on the space road of new China, when other countries have entered the space age, our country has just been born 10.
Well (GW 908 0.com Palace 3| Wen 6 has 7 contracts), when there is no large computer, use a handheld computer; Without a desk, with the faint candlelight and flashlight, I knelt on the ground to draw ... "I long for gritty rice, and I long for bitter water." General Zhang Aiping described the "Two Bombs" R&D base in the northwest.
In this way, the older generation of astronauts created breakthroughs in atomic bombs, hydrogen bombs and artificial satellites, laying the foundation stone for realizing the dream of flying. That passionate sixties and seventies forged our own "two bombs and one satellite"!
Developed countries in space have made greater progress than China. 196 1 In April, "Dongfang 1" carried 27-year-old former Soviet Air Force Major Gagarin for 0/08 minutes, which was the first manned space flight in human history. Twenty-three days later, the United States also sent astronauts into space. You have an appointment with @7.
Therefore, when China successfully launched the first man-made earth satellite, Dongfanghong, on April 24th 1970, the music of Dongfanghong resounded all over the world, announcing that China had also entered the space age. People all over the country are very excited and enthusiastic!
However, no matter the economic base or the level of industrial design and manufacturing, China at that time was far from qualified for manned space flight.
We must face up to the fact that a country with weak national strength cannot support a space power! In the reform and opening up, the increasingly powerful Republic of China is also accumulating the power to achieve flying. There are about 7 articles from Kegong 3 to Wen 6.
Space technology and space exploration are important symbols to measure a country's comprehensive national strength and have a strategic impact on a country's political, economic, military and scientific and technological development. In order to firmly grasp the initiative in the fierce international competition, 1992, the CPC Central Committee decisively launched the manned space project, announcing to the world the clarion call for China people to March into the most challenging field of space science and technology.
From now on, move on! Forward! Forward! The world has heard the footsteps of Chinese astronauts, and they are determined to catch up.
From then on, fly! Fly! Fly! Chinese astronauts have made magnificent trips in space again and again.
On the desolate Gobi desert, the space city towering into the sky;
The vast grassland echoed with the heroism and passion of shenzhou spaceship's six triumphs. ...
In more than ten years, China people have achieved a leap beyond other countries for decades: China has not only become the third country in the world to independently master manned space technology, but also the third country in the world to independently conduct manned space science experiments.
"No matter who goes to heaven-whether it's me for the first time or Long Jun and Haisheng this time, we all go to heaven together." This is Yang Liwei's sincere expression after the successful launch of Shenzhou VI.
From God to Shenzhou VI, from nobody to someone, from one day to many days ... The change of numbers marks a big step forward for manned space flight. Gw 9080。 Com has seven contracts with Gong 3@ Wen 6.
The brilliant practice of China astronauts has created valuable material and spiritual wealth for our country and nation.
Of the more than 1000 new materials developed in China in recent years, 80% were developed under the traction of space technology. Nearly 2,000 space technology achievements have been transplanted to various sectors of the national economy, serving production and life in the fields of satellite communication, navigation and positioning, weather forecasting, disaster reduction and prevention, and distance education. G w9080.com Gong 3' article 6 has about 7.
When Shenzhou VI was launched in 2005, the commanders and chief designers of seven manned space systems were five years younger on average than when Shenzhou 5 was launched two years ago, and 80% of the spacecraft and rocket system researchers were under 35 years old. ...
This figure shows us the vitality of China's space industry, and this figure makes us believe that the honor of China's space achievements is on the way.
On June 26th, 2005, General Secretary of the Communist Party of China (CPC) Central Committee, president and Hu Jintao, Chairman of the Central Military Commission, delivered important speeches at the celebration of the success of the Shenzhou VI manned space flight, pointing out that the success of the Shenzhou VI manned space flight was an important beginning of the second step of the "three-step" strategy of China's manned space project, marking another step in the development of China's manned space technology.
China astronauts take off again and again, writing the pride of China's space science and technology and the glory of the Chinese nation;
A series of soaring astronauts in China mark the height of a country and show its status as a great power.
After God Seven, there are Ba Shen, God Nine and God Ten. ...
We believe, we wish, that China is carrying the dream of the Chinese nation.
This morning, my second aunt and her naughty son came to my house. My naughty brother asked me to play with him first. If you make him unhappy, you will be ruined by him. He has two tricks. The first trick is a prank. The second trick is to throw your book into the water and wash it dry. It really hurts. If you think so, you will overcome it. You just think he is too young to understand.
Once I made him unhappy, so he put a bag of flour on the door to cheat me. When I read carefully while walking, I became a snowman. At this moment, my brother burst out laughing, and my anger slowly burned. At this moment, my brother poured water on my life and put out my anger. At this time, my brother said I was a drowned rat. At this moment, I am happy for him, because he can use the idioms I taught him, and I have learned them all. Another time when I was taking a shower, my brother brought some girls to my house from outside. My brother said to these girls, "I want to show you something." My brother then opened the door and a girl saw my body, but I knew he would use this trick for a long time. I put a bucket of water on the door. As soon as he opened the door, he became a drowned rat, and several girls could not help laughing. At this time, I made him feel cheated, and my brother told him.
Since then, my brother has become a careless person and an educated boy.
My MP3 player
Since my cousin got an MP3 player, somehow, I have a strong desire to have an MP3 player. One day after school, I couldn't help saying what I wanted. To my surprise, all my wishes have come true-I have an MP3 player!
My MP3 is silvery white, rectangular, the size of a matchbox, and less than one third as thick as a matchbox. It can be charged like a mobile phone and can be used without batteries. You can record, reread and save 60 or 70 songs, and even listen to channel programs like a radio, with a pair of advanced black headphones, exquisite!
When I got this compact MP3, I couldn't help jumping for joy! My MP3 is not only exquisite in appearance, but also beautiful in timbre. It sounds as clear as listening to live singing, not hoarse at all!
As soon as I got this MP3, I couldn't put it down and regarded it as a jewel. I listen to song downloading, reading, doing homework and listening to it during holidays whenever I have time ... When I download this song and that song, I can see that I play with it almost every day. The happiness that this MP3 player brings me is self-evident.
Today, science and technology are developing rapidly, from the previous radio to the current MP3, from airplanes to spaceships, from … I believe that tomorrow's science and technology supplies will be even better!
After the Spring Festival this year, a winter snow came quietly. There are no lanterns and colorful people in the community. It seems that all this is so common.
I have forgotten the consciousness of the Spring Festival, so I walked calmly in the street, quietly watching the children play happily, the old man walked peacefully in the snow, and the security guards and cleaners shoveled the soft snow on the ground. Everything was so coherent that a cleaner stopped what he was doing, greeted me warmly and said with a very unskilled accent, "Happy Spring Festival, little girl. Are the new year's goods ready?" I hesitated for a moment, as if I didn't know how to answer this extremely common but warm question. Then he was happy, and there was simplicity in his laughter. "Get ready, son, and don't forget the lucky money!" I don't know why, it seems like a heat flow, which suddenly rushes into my heart and makes me warm.
I moved on with gratitude. Two foreign old people are whispering something. When they saw me, they stopped and smiled at me. Then one of them smiled and asked me, "How is Sister Chun?" . So I was moved again. What moved me was such an ordinary sentence. Although it sounds ordinary, they warm my heart.
Suddenly, the feeling of holiday came back. Looking around, the snow in the community has been swept clean, and the children are wearing bright cotton-padded jackets. Although there are no colored lights, it still makes people feel very comfortable.
I ran home excitedly. In a warm home, mom and grandma served a plate of hot jiaozi, arranged for everyone to have dinner, and then sat in front of the TV to watch the traditional "Spring Festival party".
I sat on the sofa eating melon seeds and watching the party, and my heart was inexplicably moved. It turns out that my feelings for the Spring Festival are not indifferent, but I just can't feel this ordinary warmth.
It's snowing again, and it's still so heavy. There is still no decoration in the community. Everything is always so ordinary, but I had an ordinary and warm Spring Festival.
When I came back from school today, my mother had not cooked dinner. I sat by the window and picked up the series of Great Wisdom of Short Stories that my father bought newly-the door left unlocked. I flipped through it, and an eye-catching title came into view-"The Material of Divine Power". I can't wait to read on.
It turns out that this story is about: Bill Gates, a genius in the information age, a tycoon of Microsoft Computer Company and the richest man in the United States, was recommended to the school library to help organize books in the fourth grade. He is smart and eager to learn. Although he is short, he works very hard. He comes early every day, spares no effort to wear through the maze of bookshelves, picks out the books that people have misplaced like a little detective, and then puts them back. Later, his family moved to another neighborhood nearby, and he was also transferred from the library. But he always remembers, "Who will sort out those books that are on the wrong team when I leave?" After careful consideration, he asked his mother to transfer him back to his original school. He told the librarian, "Now my father drives me to school. If my father doesn't take me, I'll walk. "
After reading this story, I was moved by Bill's earnest spirit. A teenager, so earnest and determined, can do anything in this world. I think that in many great or outstanding figures, there are always many places that are superior or different from ordinary people, and these will be revealed in their life stories sooner or later. Before becoming famous, these may have been ignored. After becoming famous, people think of their own extraordinary. However, whether it is recorded beforehand or afterwards, it is undoubtedly a masterpiece left to mankind.
For sixteen years, whenever I crossed the street with you, you always held my hand tightly. Mom, I weigh over 40 kilograms. The wind can't blow me away! You hold my hand too hard, my hand hurts! That time you led me across the street at the school gate, and my classmate hit me ... mom, do you know? So I won't let you pick me up from school anymore! Mom, please let me go by myself! I want to choose my own lifestyle. I really don't like being locked at my desk all the time. Yesterday, when my friend was talking about a new good place in high spirits, I heard it at first sight! Mom, I need some private time to go shopping and watch movies. I promise I won't neglect my studies. I know the truth that "industrious people are good at diligence, while players are poor". But mom, you protect me so much, which will only make me want to break this invisible shackles and fly freely in the outside world ... mom, please let me go! I already have thoughts and feelings, and I know how to distinguish between truth and evil in people's hearts. Please don't force me to do things that only you like. It's like forcing a cat to watch the door, but forgetting that its duty is to catch mice! Mom, I want to choose my own path and future direction. I believe my choice is definitely more in line with my own! So, don't bother me, okay? Thirty years passed quickly. Mom, you are old. You are no longer trying to pave the way for me in front of everything as before. Actually, I know you want to, but you can't ... Maybe you are old, maybe I have grown up. I long for a breathing space to escape from the bondage of your thoughts, just like when I was a child, I dragged you to the playground. A few days ago, I took you to a restaurant to celebrate Mother's Day. It's so sad, so sad: our whole family adds up, but it's just you and me. The moment I crossed the road, I grabbed your hand and consciously stood in front of you to meet the passing cars ... I suddenly understood why you held me so tightly. Suddenly realize that it's not the breeze you're afraid of. Mom, I remembered the pain when you held me tight and felt safe. Mom, do you feel it, too?