One day in March last year, my mother and I participated in the youth volunteer activity of "Cleaning up the railway surrounding environment for the Olympics". We arrived at the gate of Qingdao passenger transport section early, where many uncles and aunts had gathered to participate in the activities.
At nine o'clock, a team of netizens came to work under the railway bridge: picking up small paper flowers on the ground, smearing out small advertisements posted, and picking up cigarette butts on the ground. In this process, some passers-by were also influenced by us and spontaneously joined the ranks of young volunteers.
"whoops!" A train roared overhead. Fang sped by, and I quickly picked up our volunteer flag and shook it in the direction of the train. I believe those tourists who come from afar will see our beautiful environment when they set foot in Qingdao, which contains the pride of our volunteers!
Then we came to another bridge and began to pick up cigarette butts. Pick it up and pick it up, and I won't feel tired anymore. Now I feel like I'm fighting this garbage. Everyone is watching whose "trophy" is more.
When I was picking up cigarette butts with my head down, an uncle was throwing the cans I had just finished drinking beside me. I hurried to pick it up. At this time, uncle seemed to realize that he was embarrassed, bent down to pick it up and threw it into my garbage bag and joined our team.
Hehe, now our team is getting stronger and stronger. I am beautifying the environment around me with my own hands, and welcome friends from all over the world!
Excellent composition 2 of senior one "Love Story at first sight is a mistake for life". We live around those emotions that are moved, angry and happy. Whether it is good or bad, we should have a warm mood and a grateful heart.
Thank you for bringing my feelings to the extreme, and it will also be a flash in the pan. But it still appeared. Let me realize that it is hard-won and easy to lose. I will cherish and be more careful in the future.
Thank you, those rainy days will send me home, help me when I fall and get hurt, and accompany me in the frustrated territory. These seemingly trivial things are sometimes the salvation they need most.
All life is gratitude. They let you know that feelings exist in the world. Like a clean stream, a smell. Spring has the fragrance of earth, and summer has the faint smell of grass, which makes people relaxed and happy; Autumn is filled with hollow fruits, and a cup of warm hot chocolate in winter makes people awake. It will be like a storm. It may be the biting cold in early spring and the hot heat flow in summer, which makes people stormy; The messy life in autumn and the bleak scene in winter make people lose their colors. Understand a lot of truth, understand the world, and let go of sad memories. Learn to leave and learn to give up.
Experience is that there is no way to recover from doubts. Experience is another village with bright future. What you lose will come back in another way, and what you have will benefit you for life. Through the storm and the rainbow, they let you know whether to run or stay.
Gratitude is not only an act, but also an education. They let you learn that when others help you, you should leave a thank you, instead of turning around and leaving. When someone criticizes you, you should reflect on yourself, not tit for tat.
It did us a lot of harm, in order to prepare our own luggage, and then let us meet the opportunity. Both people should be grateful, as well as the world and everything. Be grateful and go all the way.
Excellent composition 3 "My road twists and turns through a sheltered valley, branches and flowers to a Buddhist retreat". In the eyes of poets, there is always a road leading to mood and distant memories, which evokes a series of intermittent memories like lotus roots.
I'm busy studying now, and I can't go back to my grandmother's house in the country for a long time. Distance produces missing. When the waves of missing break through the tower in my heart, I also rush home with that heavy step.
I got on the crowded bus, found a window seat, played a soothing music, and let out a long sigh to avoid the noise of the crowd. There is still a dirt road back to grandma's house, and there is no way for the bus. Then I had to walk home with my luggage. At this time, it was already dark, and the outline of the moon was still faintly visible in the deep blue sky.
After you urged me, she helped me with all my luggage. We are walking on this familiar and unfamiliar road. Along the way, my grandmother introduced me that it was your mother-in-law's walnut tree, which was planted by Grandpa Zhang. This is a pipa tree that you planted when you were a child. Flowers will bloom next spring, and many neighbors will come to pick fruits in summer. People praise you, saying that the fruit you grow is the sweetest. At that time, grandma's face was full of pride, and I looked at it like a tree, and now it is a seedling bearing fruit, and my heart is a little sad. On my way home, I disturbed many neighbors, such as Grandpa Zhang, Li Nainai and Grandma Wu ... Many people came out to have a look, and their eager greetings reminded me of my childhood.
Walking, tears can't stop pouring out. Put on your hat quietly for fear of being seen. I look around at everything I know, and I am full of emotions. I know it is my long-term indifference that makes their lives so lonely. Have you forgotten your parents waiting for you to go home on the street in the cold wind, and your grandmother who often holds her cell phone tightly just to wait for your call? Go home often and let their faces reproduce the happy smiles you saw when you were a child, just like Pipa bloom next spring.
In a blink of an eye, it has been three years. Three years ago, she was alive. She always likes to hold my hand and walk in the mall, bringing me interesting things. And time flies, like water flowing through your fingers, so long has passed, and that warm scene is still engraved in your mind.
It's a sunny afternoon. I took her hand and said, "madam, let's go to bask in the sun." It's warm outside. " My wife smiled and nodded and took my little hand out of the yard. The sunshine filled the whole yard. I ran into the back room, laboriously moved out a cane chair and said to my wife, "Madam, sit on it and I'll shake it for you." She looked at me and said with a smile, "You are so small that you can't shake it." "Nothing, I have great strength." I said, helping my wife sit up. I grabbed both sides of the cane chair with both hands and gave it a hard push. "ouch!" My wife was startled by me. I quickly reached out my hand, steadied the sides of the cane chair, and spat out my tongue embarrassedly. This time, I learned the last lesson and slowly pushed the sides to make the cane chair swing gently. "Are you comfortable, madam?" "hmm." The wife replied, closing her eyes and enjoying it very much. At this moment, I looked at her carefully. White-haired, she has more wrinkles around her eyes, but her eyes are always so clear and her mouth slightly rises, as if she has been smiling. I hummed, "If time goes back, what would you do …" Humming, I looked at my wife again. She was already asleep. I walked quietly into the back room and picked up a blanket to cover my wife. The warm sunshine shone on us, and I felt a strange emotion in my heart. I don't know when my mother was behind us, recording this warm scene for me and my wife, and fixing that moment into eternity.
Once again, I always sigh that time flies, and the warmth of this scene flowing in the past years has become an eternal moment.
I miss the past time; I miss, miss the long past ... times have changed, things have changed, it still radiates its own brilliance, dotted with scenes of warmth in the years when everyone will eventually die.
Mom, the plane tree over there is so tall! Look, look at that tree, its leaves are so green. " "Yes, just like a baby, your heart is green and pure."
Is the heart green, too "
When my consciousness was still hazy, I couldn't remember my father's appearance, only remembering the fuzzy prickly beard and sharp eyes. He seems to be far away from us, beyond my sight.
Mom said he went to a beautiful place, where everything was beautiful. "When I want to eat, will a piece of bread appear in front of me immediately?" "Yes, where did Dad bless us?" "Then why didn't Dad take us with him?" My mother didn't answer me. She taught me to plant a buttonwood seed in the field in front of my house. She said that when Wutong grows up, she will take our thoughts to find her father.
When I met an hourly worker on my way home, my mother was still picking out mineral water bottles on the street. "Mom, I'm hungry." I pursed my lips and watched hopefully as my mother took out a piece of bread from her old bag. I couldn't wait to take a bite, but it was still hot.
Every day, my mother takes me to water the phoenix tree in front of the house, watching the conspicuous green on the yellow land and the seedlings swaying with the wind. I was thinking, did Indus grow up with me? Can I see my father when I grow up?
Mom, what does love feel like? ""son, love is willing to give everything for each other. " "Then why pay for each other?" "Because love is also a kind of responsibility, when you love each other, you must bear her future for each other. "
"Mom, I like being alone." "Son, you are responsible for yourself."
That night, it was raining heavily, lightning and thunder, and suddenly a deafening thunder exploded in my ear. My mother hugged me to block the rain leaking from the roof, and my back was soaked, but my feeling was warm.
When I knew how to take responsibility, my mother was gone, and the buttonwood in front of the house was still the broken wood struck by lightning at that time. Mom walked on the buttonwood tree looking for dad.
People always say that my age should be a flower season and full of vitality; But living in a difficult situation makes me feel old.
I have been in senior one, repeating one thing every day; I spend almost all my time thinking about my life except after class. Maybe this is the trouble of growing up.
I'm not the only one in trouble. People around you have troubles; Parents have to worry, think and plan for us besides their troubles at work every day. ...
When I was a child, I pulled my mother's skirt across the street; Listening to his father's scolding; It all seems like yesterday. Faced with the passage of time, there is nothing I can do. Watching us grow up, I can't resist …
Everything around me has already submerged me. Maybe I am just a small part of the vast sea of people, facing the past day by day, daily growing; I can only look back on the past and prepare for the future. Adults often say: what children can think, what they can consider and what they can think. Maybe they don't know that my inner troubles are the troubles brought by these years' growth.
As time goes by, we are growing, while our parents are getting old. Seeing that the wrinkles on their faces have increased and their hands have become extremely rough, I am very sad, and my heart is crying: If I don't let them enjoy happiness in the future, will I be sorry for them?
Growing up, there are always a lot of indelible troubles. Facing the pressure of real life, I am silent and don't know how to face it. I was silent and didn't know how to extricate myself; I am silent, I don't know how to achieve what I want on campus. Although I am still in the ignorant stage, although I have not yet contacted the society, although I am still a student, I can feel the troubles and pressures brought by growth.
Growing up has a lot of troubles; In fact, in real life, we are sometimes more like dandelions flying. It fluttered with the wind and flew aimlessly until it landed, germinated, grew up and drifted. ...
My mother is an ordinary woman, but I can quickly capture her figure in the vast sea of people. She is diligent. She is a great and ordinary mother, in my heart forever.
My mother told me that when I was a child, my family was particularly bitter, and my father worked hard outside. I eat steamed bread and drink boiled water every day. My mother took me and my two-year-old brother at home, and my grandmother ignored us. If one of us gets sick, the other one will get sick, which keeps the young and inexperienced mother in fear, taking her temperature countless times at night and touching her tenderly countless times. By the time we were six or seven years old, my mother was already very strong. She runs her own chicken farm and deals with chickens day and night. The faint fragrance in my mother's arms disappeared, leaving only the smell of rotten chicken. Mother never kisses our faces often, and she doesn't hug us very much. Feeding chickens in a chicken factory all day in a coat. Sometimes I want to be alone with my mother. She always solves the chicken first, and stays with me. At that time, I thought my mother chose chicken between chicken and children.
Later, I went to school in the county. This is really worrying, mom. How to take care of the two children when they are separated? Finally, she decided to go to the county with me and give her brother to her grandmother. Mom was sad for a few days, too. My brother comforted her and said, Mom is all right, so you can come back to see me. Mom, I will go to see him as soon as I have time. This guilt can be seen in her. Later, my brother also came to the county seat. I thought my mom would be more comfortable. I was wrong. She is busier, not only taking care of us, but also doing housework, having dinner and dressing after school every day. Looking at my mother's crooked back, I think it's time for me to grow up.
That day, I came to my mother during her lunch break and wanted to observe her carefully. I was surprised to find that her original white skin turned pale yellow, her face became wrinkled, her broad and elegant face became wobbly, her hands became rough and her feet became deformed. I thought a lot and burst into tears. I told myself that I was going to grow up.
Although my mother is ordinary, she is the most beautiful in my heart. She loves her husband and son. She is amiable and lovely, how can I not feel bad? How can I repay her?
It has been said that on the way to the post station of life, everyone will always be deeply shocked by some invisible force, or conquered by this invisible force, so that their thoughts will be completely melted and invisible. This power will make people feel excited and moved.
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Heart lake ripples? The feeling of heartache?
Once upon a time, I lay on the green lawn, with open arms, feeling the light brought by the sun to everything, hoping that I could feel that kind of heartache;
Once upon a time, I walked in the quiet Woods, listened attentively, and felt the mood brought by birds singing to pedestrians. I hope it ripples on the lake in my heart;
So, I read such a book, and the story in the book made my heart tremble;
That's a driver. He has a heart attack, but he has to support his family. That day, when he drove a car full of people to the traffic lights, she had a heart attack and he was out of breath in pain. He tried his best to do only three things.
First, he drove the car slowly to the side of the road.
Second, he said with his last strength, get out of the car quickly.
Third, it took only a little effort to open the door.
After doing these three things, he looked at the medicine on the glass, leaned feebly on the steering wheel he had held for several years, and closed his eyes deeply;
As for the bottle of medicine, he actually saw it long ago, just, just afraid;
Now, he has left. Before he left, he did three ordinary things, stopping the car, telling the guests to get off and opening the car door, that's all.
After reading these, I was deeply moved by this ordinary and great driver, and my heart was deeply shocked. I was speechless, and I was completely speechless;
Yes, think back, during the Wenchuan earthquake, those stories, those touching stories, those gripping stories, those scenes with true feelings, how many chapters of blood and tears were written and how many stories of love were interpreted;
At this moment, my heart lake ripples for them and slowly spreads out;
The dictionary explains the word "responsibility" as follows: when foreign enemies invade and the country is in danger, the People's Liberation Army shoulders the responsibility of defending the country; when floods are raging and disasters come, our public security officers and soldiers shoulder the responsibility of fighting floods and rescuing the country; When SARS is raging and life-threatening, angels in white shoulders the responsibility of saving lives. In life, everyone has his own responsibilities. Teachers are responsible for teaching and educating people, and parents are responsible for raising children. So, what are our responsibilities as students, children and citizens?
School life is an important part of our life. As students, our most important responsibility is to study, learn cultural knowledge, learn to be a man, learn to take responsibility, learn to serve the collective, and learn all the things we don't understand but must understand. So I didn't finish my homework on time. Home is the place we are most familiar with. Parents who love us deeply may not need us to do anything, but only hope that we can grow up happily and healthily. As children, we should not only love ourselves and cherish the life our parents gave us, but more importantly, we should share the housework as much as possible, try not to let our parents worry about us, make them proud of us and bring happiness to our family. Stepping into the society, we are citizens and have the responsibility to contribute to the country, society and family, abide by social ethics and participate in environmental protection public welfare activities.
Dear students, each of us plays a different role in life, and these different roles make us bear all kinds of responsibilities. There is a saying that "responsibility is more important than Mount Tai". With a sense of responsibility, no matter how big the difficulties are, they can be overcome. Without this sense of responsibility, even the smallest thing can't be done well, so we have always had the saying that "responsibility is more important than Mount Tai". Start with small things, cultivate your sense of responsibility from an early age, and make yourself a responsible person. In this way, you will have a better future!
Excellent composition in senior one 10 Autumn is my favorite all the year round. Autumn is more prosperous than spring, fresher than summer and more colorful than winter.
The fields in autumn are really beautiful! Numerous canals divide the endless fields into squares of the same size, which look like a chessboard. Sorghum is so dense! The stems are tall, the leaves are big, the spikes are long and thick, and the bright red spikes clustered together stand out in the sun. Breeze blowing, ears swaying with the wind, just like dancing, looking from a distance, just like the microwave shining sea. The sea is still white-fluffy cotton flowers, just like some snowflakes floating on the sea.
The orchard in autumn is really beautiful! Apples are ripe and give off a strong fragrance. Red apples hang on the leafy apple trees. The branches are almost out of breath because of the heavy fruit. Grapes are even more attractive! A string, black, purple, red, green ... all crystal clear, all full and juicy, people can't help but want to take a bite. Persimmon trees are colorful, and big persimmons are like lanterns, as if the Spring Festival is coming and people are celebrating.
The Woods in autumn are really beautiful! The leaves turn from green to yellow and fall in a whirl. Maple leaves are fiery red, and when they are blown by the wind, they make a "rushing" sound. At Miss Qiu's urging, she danced and floated to the ground in red ... Soon, an orange carpet was laid beside the maple tree.
Autumn is a colorful carpet. Autumn fields, autumn orchards and autumn Woods are so beautiful! Autumn is a harvest season and a beautiful season. Autumn brings fruits, blessings and beauty! The scenery in autumn really fascinates me and makes me unforgettable.
I love autumn, and I love its beauty even more!
Excellent composition of senior one 1 1 Although our school is not like other schools, it has tall buildings, a wide playground, no fountains and no gardens. But the living environment of our school is improving year by year, and I love our school more and more.
In the past, the playground of our school was full of dirt, especially when it was windy and rainy, the playground could not walk, and the sky was full of dirt. Walking from the playground when it rains, your feet are covered with mud! At that time, we seldom wore white shoes, because in that environment, we really couldn't tell what color shoes were after wearing them for a day, especially when we were running in the morning, and dust was raised in all directions. We study in such a living environment.
Later, the playground of our school was paved with cement, and everyone was very happy. More and more students came to the playground after class. When it rains, there are many students on the playground, and everyone plays with each other. There are more people wearing white shoes at school. When it snows, people make many snowmen. ...
Basketball stands on the playground have also changed from two to four, and large-scale public welfare activities in schools have also increased a lot. Its big enterprise also paved the playground of our school with rubber. We also set up a simulated small market, so that we can find jobs and make money by ourselves. The money we earn can buy some healthier food in the world in the simulated large supermarket. I changed a lot of foreign food. Of course, there are many activities like this, and it will not affect learning.
Later the school began to beautify the environment. A willow tree was planted at the gate of each class, poplars were planted around the playground, and some flowers were planted at the school gate. In summer, the school is very beautiful, not only the cool air, but also very good. ...
Excellent composition of senior one 12 Stanford University held a marathon cross-country run on a deserted country road, and there were no buildings except sparse trees on both sides of the road. At first, the students were in high spirits. But soon everyone was depressed, because the long-distance running process was very long, and fatigue, thirst and irritability affected every student's mood. "When can we reach the finish line?" Many students sighed in their hearts. Unconsciously, the speed slowed down, many people quit halfway, and only one young man named Frank finally reached the finish line.
The reporter interviewed him: How did you stick to the finish line? Frank replied: I know there are 27 Chinese fir trees on this road. Every time I run past a tree, I say to myself: There are 26, 25, 24, 23 trees ... When I count a tree, I know I'm almost at the end.
There is a term in psychology called "expectation bottom line", which means that when a person's expectation exceeds his tolerance limit, he will collapse. Frank divided his goal into 27 Chinese fir trees. Every time he came to a Chinese fir tree, his nervousness was completely released, and then he started his second goal.
In fact, everyone has a long distance from their goals, which often makes us depressed, upset and even fall down on the way to our goals. At this time, you might as well divide this distance into several sections, so as to dilute the difficulties, strengthen your confidence, and finally, let yourself reach your goal smoothly.
Dear students, three years of middle school is sometimes so long that some students will give up their goals. Then, please divide the goal. The college entrance examination requires mastering 6500 words. Ok, I recite the word 10 every day. The college entrance examination requires familiar reading of 100 ancient poems. Well, we recite one of them every day. When your small goals are realized one by one, then you will eventually step into the hall of ideal institutions of higher learning, which is exactly what you and I sincerely expect.
Excellent composition in senior one 13 "Don't listen, it's bad for your ears." Dad said to me while driving.
I sat in the back seat of the car and wore headphones. The volume was not too loud, but I could still hear what my father said. I said, "I haven't listened for a long time. It will be fine. "
"Well, you can only listen to 10 minutes." Dad said. Maybe I'm tired from driving for too long and my tone becomes serious.
"I see, Dad." I said.
There is a melody lingering in my ear, which makes me have a beautiful illusion. A black car passed by the window, and I seemed to see beautiful music shining on it. With the beat of the music, I watched the color score that didn't exist for 10 minutes.
"Well, it's time." Dad reminded me in one sentence.
I took off my headphones. There is nothing to miss. No matter how beautiful things are, they will disappear for a second. Memories in your mind may all be hallucinations, because you can only remember them by reinterpreting them in your mind, and the deductive process is somewhat different from what really happened. History will be beautified by history books and memory will be beautified by people's personality. People with pure hearts always think things too well when they shape their memories, but the facts are not quite the same as they think, although only a little different. Like me, I took off my headphones and found that the black car was not as beautiful as ours.
There is a kind of lie called a white lie. Some people prefer to believe it is true, because it doesn't matter whether it is true or not. It is important to meet their psychological needs. People like beauty, so they believe in it. People with beautiful hearts are always deceiving themselves and beautifying everything around them. However, this is not their fault, because they have no ability to distinguish between true and false, which is the truth that those who do not know are innocent. On the contrary, they deserve praise. It is not easy to keep a beautiful heart in this society now! Like me, I prefer to believe that it is a car with musical rhythm.
"Dad, please let me continue listening." I said.
I am a grass. Although I don't have beautiful clothes like flowers, and I don't have the graceful figure of Sister Butterfly, I am a member of nature and adorn this beautiful world like flowers. I am very happy!
Spring has come, and Miss Chun has awakened all living things with her beautiful singing, including me, an unknown grass. I struggled to break away from the embrace of Mother Earth, quietly poked my head out, enjoyed the first sunshine after leaving the darkness, greedily sucked the fresh air and sprinkled the first sunshine of spring to the world.
Summer is coming, which is a good season for us to grow up. But the weather is like a child's face, crying, laughing and making noise. No, the rainstorm is coming again! Sister raindrops as big as rice grains can be merciless. She keeps hitting us on the head, often beating us black and blue! The rain has stopped. After the baptism of heavy rain, we seem to grow taller and more lovely. Look, some chubby birds are learning to fly. They jumped up and down on me, but I didn't feel any pain. From a distance, a few little guys rolled on the green carpet like cotton candy! Look, those children are playing happily on the soft grass. A naughty boy shouted: "Come on, lying on the grass is very comfortable, and you can smell the smell of the soil!" " "I heard that, I am really happy to the extreme, just like plugging in wings and flying into the sky.
In late autumn, I gradually became yellow and weak. But I always want to do something. It happened that the little beetle brothers became my first choice. I held them in my arms and built a happy nest for them with my warm body temperature. Hey, look at them sleeping soundly and drooling.
The cold winter has come quietly, the terminal of my life has arrived, and the years have passed mercilessly. I have no youthful time full of youthful vitality, only the old and weak. But I believe that "the boundless grass on the grassland comes and goes with the seasons". Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller again in the spring breeze. In the spring of next year, countless grasses spread their indomitable spirit to the earth.
Excellent composition of senior one 15 Yangzhou, my beloved hometown!
Yangzhou, her breath moves my breath rhythmically, and her whisper tells me about my growth. She is the place where dreams begin and the direction in which dreams spread. She has been growing, and growth is the direction she should have. Her charming light flashed in front of my eyes, but I still couldn't help opening my eyes and witnessing the beauty in full bloom!
By the ancient canal, the waves fluttered in the wind, and the green willows on both sides of the river were covered with birds and flowers. Smelling the aroma of Sixi Tangyuan slowly sinking along Dongguan Street, people come and go, antique.
In recent years, high-rise buildings have sprung up on the endless Yangzhou Plain. The streets are clean and tidy, and everyone lives a well-off life. The wide and bright lanes lead to all directions, and the traffic is endless every day. The wonderful appearance of Runyang Bridge, Railway Station and Airport is icing on the cake for Yangcheng.
The shopping paradise centered on Wenchang Pavilion adds color to people's lives. Times Square, Golden Eagle International and Wanjiafu ... complement each other.
As night falls and the lights are on, the ancient city of Yangzhou has faded away from the hustle and bustle of the day and put on a dazzling evening dress, which is dazzling and intoxicating.
Following the slogan of environmental protection travel in the corresponding countries in Yangzhou and the pace of the Party, green public transport is being organized intensively, so that Yangzhou people and foreigners who come to Yangzhou can enjoy the convenience and speed of green transportation for the first time!
With the joint efforts of the Yangzhou government and people, I believe that the changes in Yangzhou will be greater and better. Let Yangzhou, a member of China, contribute to the construction and set a good reputation and example for the world!
Yangzhou, my beloved hometown!