He is about my age, both 1 1 years old, and he is about my height. In class, he sat right in front of me. His head is so big that I am often blocked by his big head when I take notes in class. My mother said that this is a sign of wisdom. She has a big head and a lot of knowledge, so she is smart. He also wears a pair of small glasses on his nose, and looks like a well-read doctor. I guess the reason for his myopia must be that he has read too many books and used his eyes too much.
I remember one recess when we went to Wang Lihua to play a game of "cat and mouse". Wang Lihua pointed to the book in his hand and refused our invitation. He said, "no, I borrowed a great book from someone else and will return it to him tomorrow." I must finish it quickly. " Say that finish continue to read with relish. We all advised him, "Go and play for a while first, and it's not too late to finish watching it at night, or return it to him in a few days." However, no matter how we mobilized him, he still insisted on reading the book before playing.
Don't think that people who wear glasses must be weak scholars. Wang Lihua's skill is agility.
Let's say physical education class that day. The teacher asked us to practice kicking shuttlecock. I played shuttlecock with Peng Yuzeng and Jin. Wang Lihua was the first to appear. He lifted his foot gently, and the shuttlecock flew high, but when it fell, he was distracted and missed it. Now, we all think that he is bound to fail, and this game is bound to lose. But the fact is beyond our expectation: Wang Lihua quickly wrapped his leg around the shuttlecock, kicked it hard and the shuttlecock flew again. In this way, the failed shuttlecock was saved by him. He said proudly, "Look at me!" We all applauded. You see, Wang Lihua's technology is not simple!
I forgot to tell you, Wang Lihua is still a little Go expert! In our Go class, Luo Jixiang's Go level is relatively high. One day, he just won a game of chess and was proudly showing off. I saw Wang Lihua go over and have a fierce battle with him on the board. Less than five minutes later, Luo Jixiang gave up automatically.
Now, whether students can bring their mobile phones to school has become a hot topic of concern. I don't think so.
First of all, if you bring your mobile phone to school, it will affect your study. We are still students, and our self-control ability is not very strong. Fun students will send text messages or play mobile games in class and are not interested in class. Over time, his academic performance will plummet.
Secondly, if the mobile phone rings suddenly in class, it will disturb the classroom discipline. Once, a classmate in our class brought his mobile phone to school. In math class, her cell phone suddenly rang, and all the students' eyes turned to her. One second, no one spoke in the class, and the next, the class burst into laughter. Let the teacher have no way to make everyone quiet.
Third, will people feel tired after playing mobile phones for a long time? In fact, we play mobile phones for a long time, which is also harmful to our eyesight. It will make our vision low and blurred.
Finally, if you accidentally lose your mobile phone when you bring it to school, it will be picked up by good people and may be returned to you. But if the bad guys find out, they may steal the information in the mobile phone. The consequences are unimaginable. It will also bring great economic losses to parents.
However, mobile phone is an indispensable communication tool in our daily life. It will be used for texting, listening to songs and making phone calls. I suggest that if students want to contact their parents, they can use the school newsletter to do so.
To sum up, I think we are still students and can't bring our mobile phones to school. what do you think?
On the weekend of March, my father took me to a class reunion. While eating, my father and several uncles chatted while eating. I forgot what my father told them, but they talked about their childhood. I was curious. No matter how I imagine it, I can't imagine what it was like at that time. I think they live in another world.
When I entered my father's childhood, I felt a deep bitterness in the faint smell of meat. ...
At that time, people's living standards were generally low. Grandparents earn work points, do more work and share more meals in the production team. There are many children at home, so we can only eat three meals a day. Dad eats boring sweet potato porridge and pumpkin porridge every meal, and sometimes he is not full. Especially in the spring season, you can only drink porridge twice a day. The dishes on the table are vegetables grown on private plots. It is rare to eat meat and fishy meat several times a year. Only when relatives have a wedding can they eat a few pieces of braised pork. Whenever adults are busy in cook the meat in front of the fire, it is also the happiest time for children. The greasy red barbecue that just came out of the pot really made the children full. The smell is still fresh in my father's memory until now. Not to mention snacks and fruits. In summer, you can't even afford a five-cent popsicle.
Look at me now. My mother cooks delicious meals for me every day. I eat big fish and meat, milk, drinks and vegetables in different seasons. When I am full, I will also serve a delicious fruit dinner. Every summer, the refrigerator is full of chocolate cones, ice cream, ice cream and so on. You can have whatever you want. Living in this era, we feel sweet.
Walking into my father's childhood, I feel like a rogue in life in the cold wind. ...
When my father was a child, he didn't need too many clothes. He just wants to wear warm clothes. My grandparents gave birth to seven children, and my father is the youngest of the boys. The clothes and shoes worn by the children are all made by grandma. A dress, the boss wears the second child, the second child wears the third child, and wearing it on the third child is already patched. Only during the Spring Festival can I buy a few feet of cloth to make a new dress, and I dance with joy every time. Therefore, what the children were looking forward to most at that time was the Chinese New Year. A pair of shoes can only be worn once a year. Dad said that whenever I wear new shoes to school, my heart is full of joy. However, once after school, it snowed heavily. Dad couldn't bear to get those new shoes dirty, so he had to take off his cloth shoes and walk home barefoot. When I got home, my feet were swollen with cold.
Look at me now. I'm brand-new from head to toe. Every season, my parents will put on some new clothes for me. Wearing fashionable clothes in summer is as beautiful as a butterfly; Wearing sweaters and down jackets knitted by my mother in winter is no longer as cold as my father was when he was a child. Living in this era, we are really happy.
I like drawing very much, which is also my specialty. I can draw cartoons or objects very well. In every art class, the teacher gives me an excellent picture with a "+"in the upper right corner. I saw that others were either excellent or excellent, and I was the only one who got the best. The art teacher often praises me as a natural child who paints well.
I drew the patterns on the blackboard in each class, and I am proud of my major.
I also keep a diary with four cartoons, which was suggested by the art teacher. At that time, she said that I liked painting and keeping a diary so much. It will be more meaningful to simply use painting to record what happens every day. I think the advice given by the art teacher is very good, and I adopted it.
However, my father doesn't like my paintings. When I paint at home, my father always talks about me when he sees me, saying that if I concentrate on painting, my study will be better. I used to talk back and say it was my hobby, but over time, I was too lazy to say it. I always feel that my father can't understand me He always said that painting is useless, and reading good books is the last word.
But I don't think so. If a student only reads books and has no other hobbies, isn't that a bookworm? What's the fun? I'm not a person who only paints and doesn't study hard. Why can't my father understand? Hey!
Anyway, no matter what dad says, I won't give up my specialty. I love painting!
September 3rd, 20XX is a special day for me. For many reasons, I studied in the first grade to the third grade in a rural primary school in Linying County, my hometown. The schools there are very shabby and shabby. Except for a teaching building, it is an empty playground with no sports facilities. There are only twenty students in each class, and there are few teachers in the school. There are no extracurricular activities except classes every day. I finished three years in such a school. After this summer vacation, I returned to Xingyang. More importantly, on September 3rd, I entered Class 4 of Xingyang No.1 Primary School. This is a very beautiful school. The newly-built teaching building is tall and majestic, with five floors and a very large playground. My classroom is on the third floor, with brand-new seats, colorful flowers on the wall and many famous sayings posted.
I came to this new school and new class. My teachers and classmates welcome me very much. I also have a new deskmate. His name is Jia Han. Because I am a transfer student and have no textbooks, Jia Han asked me to share a book with him. I didn't have an English class in my hometown. I don't know what to do when faced with an English letter and word I don't know. My teachers and classmates helped me enthusiastically. The teacher asked me to recite 26 English letters first, and then he would help me make up a lesson. On my first day in my new school, I made many friends. Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the teacher asked everyone to make a handwritten newspaper. The handwritten newspaper I made carefully was praised by the teacher and posted for display. I'm too happy to say it. What's more, I also chose the team leader, which is the trust of teachers and classmates. I don't want to mention how happy I am. New school, new class, new teachers and classmates, I have a new beginning. September 3rd, 20xx is really a special day, and I will always remember it.
Calligraphy art is not only a cultural treasure of the Chinese nation, but also an artistic wonder that will never fade in the treasure house of world culture and art. My love for calligraphy began under the influence of my grandfather.
I remember that my grandfather sent me to school every day since I went to kindergarten. Along the way, grandpa always patiently taught me to click, draw, erect, skim and press, and let me know some simplest words of billboards or company house numbers. When I grow up, grandpa will still patiently teach me the most basic knowledge of calligraphy. Grandpa told me: when holding a pen, the writing brush should be held in your hand like an egg. When writing, people should sit up straight and hold the pen steadily; The points to be written should be crisp, the horizontal direction should be strong, the vertical direction should be straight, the pen should be pressed and the writing should be free and easy. Grandpa sometimes shows me the calligraphy of some famous calligraphers for me to study and practice, and often tells me, "Calligraphy is the art of China traditional culture. Practicing calligraphy can cultivate people's sentiments, cultivate people's self-cultivation and calm people's mentality, which will greatly promote people's work and life. " Grandpa's profound teaching made me not only understand the primary essentials of calligraphy, but also realize the benefits of calligraphy to people themselves, which made me interested in learning calligraphy.
Under the careful guidance of grandpa, after several years of practice, my handwriting has changed from the initial crooked to regular. But there is still a big gap compared with grandpa's calligraphy, but grandpa will praise and encourage me from time to time. Thinking of grandpa's hard work, patience and encouragement, I secretly made up my mind that I must practice calligraphy persistently and seriously, and stick to it as my eternal hobby. No matter how difficult it is, I will never live up to grandpa's expectations.
Grandpa taught me the knowledge of calligraphy accumulated over the years, and a lot of knowledge was acquired from his experience. Therefore, whenever I lift my pen and devote myself to the practice of calligraphy, I can enjoy the most relaxed, comfortable and warm feeling. After several years of practicing calligraphy, I deeply realized that only by being there can I realize the true meaning of this traditional art with national characteristics and a long history. I am very grateful to my grandfather for giving me this unique gift in the treasure house of culture and art, and I will cherish this precious gift as my favorite.
I like calligraphy.
There is a bamboo forest on my way to school. At different times and seasons, different scenes will appear there. My favorite is the changeable bamboo forest in early autumn. In the morning, the sun rises and the bamboo forest is full of vitality. From time to time, a few birds are singing, crisp and pleasant. The air here is fresh and refreshing in the bamboo forest, just like being in a paradise. Especially in the bamboo forest after the rain, although there were fewer birds, they did not die. Transparent water drops slowly slide from the emerald bamboo pole, and occasionally smell the fragrance of soil and bamboo leaves. Noon is very different from morning. It's already autumn, but the temperature is still like summer, not as cool and pleasant as morning. The burning sun is baking the earth, and the bamboo forest is like an oven, and the heat is pressing. Bamboo poles reflect sunlight and look golden, like jade inlaid with Phnom Penh. In the evening, when the sunset dyed the horizon red, so did the bamboo forest. From a distance, the bamboo forest seems to be burned by a crimson flame. At this time, the birds seem tired and don't chirp like during the day. "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night". At this time, standing on the edge of the bamboo forest, I will feel homesick in my heart. When night falls over the city, the bamboo forest is also very dark, with only a few rays of starlight and moonlight shining on the bamboo leaves. There is no one in the bamboo forest, only darkness, which is frightening. This is a changeable bamboo forest in early autumn.
The snow has gone with the wind; The rain has come and gone. A slender and long willow flute makes the tenderness and ethereal in the early spring of the town very desirable.
Snow, I don't know when it has faded and drifted away.
Rain, I don't know when it came, and it came very close.
The wind, that day, that place ... everything in the world has become soft and soft in this misty rain ... The wicker has been blackened by the rain, swaying gracefully, and the dynamics are really gentle, just like Guanghan fairy, with long waist and long sleeves, and graceful dancing. At this time of the season, people seem to be drunk in the rain. A willow flute suddenly sounded in Zhifu town. It suddenly dawned on people that Dai San played the flute again. Oh, spring is singing a thin song, and it has come carefully.
Liu Di is the suona of spring. Zhifu people also call Liu Di "Spring Whistle" or "Cuckoo Mouth". The meaning is clear. When the willow flute rings, spring comes. Liu Di is the song of spring.
Liu Di can only be made in early spring. At this time, the willow branches are soft and tender. At this time, Dai San always tied a piece of cloth on the hollow cotton-padded jacket, put it on the willow tree, pulled out the sharp sickle nailed to the straw rope, swished off a wicker, giggled, and held ten black fingers like flutes. If you knead it like this, the tender willow bark will be separated from the white branches. Then, cut into two-inch pieces, just like onion leaf tubes. Dai San put the willow bark in his mouth, gently bit it flat, and then bit it thin with his teeth. When you blow like this, there will be a sound. Hee hee smiled and stayed for three times, kicking and jumping for a while. Then, holding a flute in his hand, he bowed his head and blew intently. He boasted so well that he soon forgot all about this world and entered another world. In a short time, the listener will be taken into another world by him, and in a short time, he will be in tears. People can't help but get bored and call him "stupid".
Dai Shan plays the willow flute really well.
Some people in Zhifu town play the flute well, so when the wicker is soft, the sound of the long flute can be heard all over the mountain. This murmur is full of willows and songs in the town. Only Daishan can play this song well. They said he was bent.
I designed a new desk. This table is multifunctional. It can do many things!
There is a prominent square on the top left of the desktop. On this square, there are four round buttons. These four little buttons can do four things. The small button at the top left is the automatic book change key. You can change books according to the order of the curriculum, and you can change up to 20 books. The small button in the upper right corner is the "Relax" button. As long as you press this button, comic books, extracurricular books and picture books will come out ... the tone sandhi button in the lower left corner. Just press this button, four clouds and two balloons will appear under the four legs of the table, so that the table can be lighter and float. So you don't have to move the book where you want to sit. In the lower right corner is the massage button. Just press this button and four lovely hands will appear, which can massage the head or hands. Very comfortable, very comfortable.
There is a mini fan on the top right of the desktop. Next to the mini fan, there is a button. This is the button for the mini fan. When you press this button, it will bring out a cool breeze, which is very cool in summer.
There is a touch screen at the bottom of the desktop. There are games on this tablet, which is helpful for learning. You can play after class.
There is a tablet in the middle of the desktop, which can look up many questions. However, as soon as the exam comes, it will be automatically closed.
What do you think of my new desk? ?