1 Our campus is a beautiful big garden with green grass and flowers everywhere. You see, the most interesting thing is the southeast corner of the campus, which is our paradise. Come and have a look with me!
We came to the Happy Sports Ground in the southeast corner of the campus, which is a table tennis area. There are seven cement tables in the table tennis area. The table is surrounded by a flower-like hexagonal colored cement brick, dotted with dark green cement bricks, tightly surrounding it, as if watching its beautiful colors. It can be proud.
After watching the table tennis area, let's look at the big banyan tree! Its deep roots make the shade of a big banyan tree look like an open-air auditorium. No wonder it was called "Rongfu" hundreds of years ago.
After seeing the big banyan tree, let's take a look at the weeping banyan tree! Its branches are relatively small, and there is a weeping fig tree bent like a child who has done something wrong, standing in front of the teacher with his head down.
We came to the south of the lawn, where there were clumps of Ma Yingdan. Let me introduce you! Ma Yingdan, also known as five-color plum, turned into seven flowers. Flowers have an incentive to attract butterflies. When flowers bloom, many butterflies will dance. Open all year round, the colors are red, pink, yellow and white. Look, there are two butterflies spreading their wings and dancing. One minute they float in the air, and the other they put their wings on the flowers. I can't tell whether the butterfly has become a flower dotted on the branches or the peanut has lost its wings and flew away.
Every activity festival, students go there to play, which is a paradise for students. Students, you can't hurt them when you play! I hope our campus is more beautiful.
Excellent lyric composition 2 seeds must first accumulate strength to germinate quietly, otherwise they can't break through the ground; The goshawk must practice its wings before fighting, otherwise it can't spread its wings and soar. All success will not come unexpectedly, and there must be some accumulation. Only by making full preparations can we move forward and reach the other side of success.
"The wind is rustling in Shui Han, and the strong man is gone forever." Jing Ke is a brave man in the state of Yan. He created an immortal image in people's hearts with great wisdom and courage. Jing Ke stabbed the king of Qin, but he was defeated because of insufficient preparation. Jing Ke, a skilled swordsman, resolutely decided to assassinate the King of Qin. Maybe the reason for his delay is waiting for help or a better opportunity. However, under the constant urging of Taizi Dan, Jing Ke, who was helpless, hastily embarked on a journey, and also embarked on the road of no return, leaving endless regrets and sighs for future generations.
Hasty preparation made Jing Ke, a great warrior, shed blood in Qin Gong, and missed out on success.
"The third call made him shoulder state affairs, and he gave his heart to two generations." Zhuge Liang was a wise man who went down in history. He established a tall image in people's minds with superhuman wisdom. In 22 1 A.D., Battle of Red Cliffs, with a far-sighted vision, made full preparations for the Wu-Shu allied forces, and set fire to Chibi in the final decisive battle, which made this battle with fewer victories shine brilliantly in history.
Adequate preparation enabled Zhuge Liang to help Xuande create a generation of emperors and succeed.
People who are good at preparation are closest to success. In the fierce competition of modern society, the importance of preparation is becoming more and more prominent. Harvard University in the United States has a famous saying: "Here comes the opportunity. Are you ready?" Only those who are prepared have the opportunity to step onto the stage of luck and onto the road to success. Opportunities only favor those who are prepared. If they are not prepared, what capital can they succeed? As middle school students, we are facing great learning pressure at this stage. Only by making full preparations and developing in an all-round way can we reach the other side of success calmly and smoothly.
Seeds will not germinate easily because of soil; Goshawk will not dominate the sky easily because it has wings; In life, you won't succeed just because you have the chance. My friend, you have accumulated success.
Excellent lyric composition 3 maple leaf, I only saw it in primary school, so I hung it there. But in autumn, it hangs all over the school. The wind blew, rustled and fell on my shoulder; On my head; In my heart.
Probably that day was the peak of harvest! Eyes full of yellow, rustling in my ears, maple leaves are like flying spirits in the sky, humming wonderful laws, accompanying people to sleep and change.
Maple leaves, some of which fell on the ground and were trampled, some of which were too beautiful to be collected, are now desertified with the passage of time, and I don't know which world they flew to.
In fact, every autumn, I will dance with the wind to collect those beautiful and flawless maple leaves, but when I look back at last year's one, I will find that it has dried up, like an old man's hand.
There is a huge maple forest that makes people lost, but many people wander there and forget to come back. Whenever I go there to play, I either collect or stand still. The maple leaves on the head also fall from time to time, sometimes the wind is strong, full and heavy, and it feels particularly practical. At this time, I will walk home mechanically, but I lost a lot along the way, and finally there are few pieces.
It was the day of primary school graduation, and the ground was covered with maple leaves. It will be crunchy and crunchy when you step on it. It's all "fragments". This is a kind of enjoyment and a kind of regret.
Now go back and see, large tracts have been cut down, leaving only a few maple leaves leaning there, as if waiting for someone to turn around and hear from him.
Where was the former Maple Leaf Forest? Is it really blown away by the wind? Or is that maple grove just my imagination? Yes, the maple leaf has changed, I have changed, and everything has changed.
Excellent lyric composition 4. On the road of my growth, I also encountered several minor difficulties.
I remember when I was in kindergarten, I had several pinyin exams every semester. Because I am in a kindergarten class, I am younger than other children, and I am naughty and playful. I always fall behind in every exam, and I am more afraid of going to kindergarten. After knowing the situation, my father talked to me and used my interest in extracurricular books to guide and help me. Gradually, I became interested in qianzi Tong and Chinese Pinyin, and got rid of the naughty and timid me before. Sometimes when the teacher looks at my careful homework and correct handwriting, I often show my approval. I was in the middle class at that time, which was my first difficult experience.
When I came to Science and Technology City to attend primary school, I remember that when the second grade started, the teacher arranged for me to speak on behalf of the students at the opening ceremony. I was so nervous that my carefully prepared speech was ruined. I really want to go back in time. I can do it again. Looking at my expression of remorse, the teacher gave me a lot of comfort and encouragement. After constant exercise, I am not so afraid to speak on stage now, and I have hosted many school programs.
I didn't relax my study. I usually finish my homework independently, but I'm always a little nervous every exam. This situation finally broke out in the mid-term exam of last semester in Grade Three. I was very dissatisfied with my exam, but my parents and teachers didn't blame me. On the contrary, they helped me find the reason and enlightened me carefully. Now every time I take an exam, my nervousness is much better.
These small difficulties made me realize that we should not be afraid of difficulties and setbacks. Only by facing it bravely can we overcome it. I'm still training and I'm not afraid of exams. I'm confident to overcome them in the new semester.
Excellent lyric composition 5 The moonlight sprinkled on the windowsill is so gentle that it reminds me of the past. I, immersed in that daydream. ...
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The night is so quiet; The night is so deep. Silver moonlight sprinkled on the ground, but my father's snoring was so familiar and warm. Looking at my sleeping father, my thoughts floated to the sacred night sky ... I still remember when I was a child, I often joked with my father in this way. Wearing a pair of pink shoes and a lovely little flower skirt, I may not be able to walk steadily, but I run around my father like a naughty elf ... what about the little guy who has been following my father? Naughty, I hid behind my father. Father is nervous and looks around, but he won't look down. After teasing my father enough, I suddenly appeared in front of him Father is really in distress situation, and the cold sweat wiping his forehead starts to tease me. ...
The night is still so deep and silent. I only remember that it was so cold that night, and the humid air seemed to be mixed with rain. Today is Friday, so it's time to go home at last. I am sitting on the school bus, looking forward to meeting my parents in the city. Outside the window, the scenery along the way was dark, and several withered old trees trembled in the cold wind. He struggled in the crowd, let the cold wind lift his coat and get into his trouser legs. It turned out that my father was afraid of my blackness and worried about me, and he came to pick me up like a child. ...
However, with the passage of time, this feeling gradually faded. Father is no longer that lovely person, and he began to lecture me severely. Plus, as I get older, I'm getting busier and busier in my studies. Sometimes he can't go home for dinner because of social activities at work. Thought of here, my heart trembled slightly ... Although I can see him several times over the weekend, ... I also blame my father. He seldom has time to talk to me, either to meet my material needs or to love me!
The wind is blowing and the moon is rising. I can see my father's face more clearly in the moonlight. Bald, dark yellow skin. I can't forget the figure that stood in the cold wind for a long time.
Dad, I won't blame you anymore. Because-love, deep down. ...
Excellent lyric composition 6 (I wanted to grow up when I was a child; When I grow up, I think of the innocence of my childhood. )
People always say that my age should be in 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 more and more wrinkles on their faces and unusually rough hands, I am very sad, and I am crying in my heart: If I don't let them enjoy more blessings 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. ...
Rereading the excellent lyric composition 7. Falling in red is not heartless. Turning into spring mud protects flowers more, and I can't help but think of camellia. She bloomed in the cold, one by one, amazing for a whole year.
As the city flower, camellia can be seen everywhere in Ningbo. However, red is the main color, and there are few soft whites that La Traviata often wears.
I think camellia knows how to choose. She avoided the spring day when flowers are blooming, skipped the impatient and hasty heat, bypassed the late autumn, and humbly settled in the severe winter. Here, she spread her arms freely and took root firmly. Until her sun-like flowers are dotted among dark green leaves: spherical, concave or oval flowers are extremely beautiful; The purplish petals around the goose yellow stamens first rolled up and then relaxed, which was very lively; Every bit of pollen is a legend, full of elegant and refreshing sweetness. Better than form, more beautiful than color, better than taste. Who said that winter should be boring!
Camellia has a long flowering period. When thousands of new flowers are planted, the old flowers have gradually faded and the petals are covered with the ground. Because the winter in the south is wet and cold, those full petals will not rot and change color for a long time, which will keep the beauty of the branches blooming for a long time. The cold wind also loved her and invited her to dance. The petals on the ground began to dance, rotate, fluctuate and fall into the neon dance.
It's quiet on a snowy night and cold outside in the morning. Sure enough, the snow in the south is always not thick, so the world has not become blank. Camellia poked its head out of the snowdrift and playfully shook the snow all over. Keep smiling and dancing. Among those who are gray, dark green and yellow everywhere, these blushes are so eye-catching, who doesn't lose color accordingly!
It was not until the sun began to warm up, the cold wind stopped biting, and there was a little more green between heaven and earth that camellia began to return to zero. Pieces of flowers floated down lightly, lying on the ground, then turned into spring mud and infiltrated into the soil, leaving only green branches and leaves as if nothing had happened. It's just that when the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes.
I love the humility and greatness of camellia all my life. How can I slack off if I am so extraordinary?
My hometown is in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River, at the mouth of the Yellow River, with Shanghai in the south and Nantong in the west. It is beautiful and rich, and I love my hometown.
There used to be a Wang Yang in Haimen, where foreigners preyed on fish and shrimp. Later, due to the crustal movement, Haimen became a place where people lived and multiplied.
Every spring, Haimen is full of flowers, a hundred birds contend and a hundred flowers blossom. Lily and Mulan make birds sing and flowers smell ... but the best flower is rape, because rape is small, but golden, which puts a beautiful dress on the earth and is a unique scenery in my hometown. Therefore, it is deeply loved by hometown people, so it has become the city flower of Haimen.
The summer night in Haimen is very lively, and people who have worked hard all day come out in twos and threes for fun. Haimen is brightly lit at night, and the "beep" sound of cars and the "chug" sound of motorcycles are combined into a beautiful piece of music. In Haimen at night, there are colorful lights everywhere, and neon lights keep flashing, like colorful flames splashing down the world, illuminating pedestrians and Haimen. There is heavy traffic in the street. Under the light, the street is like a golden dragon, extending into the distance.
The autumn wind blows gently in Haimen, and there are golden leaves everywhere, like golden blankets in the orchard. There are bright purple grapes, sweet and delicious peaches and lanterns-like persimmons. ...
Sometimes it snows in Haimen in winter. People have snowball fights and make snowmen in the snow. The cold world began to be full of happiness.
Of course, Haimenshan mutton is also famous. It is fresh, tender and delicious. Let people never tire of eating.
Excellent lyrical composition 9 Wind and rain send spring home, flying snow welcomes spring. Although the icicles on the cliff are still hanging for miles. There is a sweet flower in it. Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it. When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes. A poem "Yongmei" tells the true meaning of plum blossom. I love this kind of plum blossom.
In the severe winter when the wind blows and the snow hits, the red plum stands proudly. Dark brown branches, like dry, twisted several times, without a leaf. Maybe crushed by the ruthless winter? Look at its branches carefully. There are Kobanawa bones on the dry bark, waiting for the arrival of early spring. The first sunshine of spring comes with the biting cold wind. Early spring has arrived. Where is the boundary between heaven and earth, covered with snow? Where is the land? In the snow, the buds on the dead branches opened and turned red after waiting for a cold winter. Hongmei, scattered all over the place, quietly emerged in this hundred feet of ice. When you first meet Hongmei, you will be moved by its moving posture in the snow. Too slim. Wearing a snowsuit, frozen, wrapped in it, like a flashing ruby. Little red berries are like sparkling gems, have they become sparks in the blood? Makes people feel warm. Sunshine is blocked by more and more snow, and only its halo in the hazy white tells people that warmth is coming. When green breaks the ice and flowers bloom, Hongmei quietly leaves someone. When I saw the bare branches of dark brown red plums among the flowers, I thought it was a failure in the beautiful spring picture, which made the beautiful scenery no longer perfect. However, how did he know that it was the painter's signature?
Hongmei is proud, proud but not arrogant. Resist the cold and disappear. It went upstream and braved the wind and waves in the difficult rapids. In a calm time, but leave the beauty to others, don't fight for it, and enjoy it is the most qualified! Red plums, which report spring without dispute, are not the great spirit of perseverance and leaving the fruits of success to others. How can it not be admirable? After admiration, I set a goal: to be a person like Hongmei in my life!
Look at next winter, reappear the beauty of red plum, and then show the pride of red plum! I praise Hongmei!
Excellent lyrics composition 10 sends you a bunch of flowers to show our respect for you and a touching song to bring you a little sweetness. Teacher, you have worked hard. It is you who feed us with the nutrition of knowledge; You took us through many storms; You are the one who told us not to give up in difficult times.
When I first went to school, I was always naughty. I often play some practical jokes, bully my classmates and disturb the classroom discipline. You earnestly advised me to pull back from the brink and let me be an obedient child. Finally, I successfully stood on the podium under your training. You smiled with relief and clapped for me silently.
I still remember the day when the sky was overcast in the fifth grade. I put my hands behind my back, my fingers kept twisting, and my eyes kept looking for my name on the blackboard. Finally, I saw the amazing results of 70 points in the penultimate line of Chinese and 78 points in mathematics ... Why is my score so low? My heart is like a bolt from the blue. I tripped and almost fell to the ground. In those days, I no longer mind studying. I am always absent-minded in class, and you forget everything you say. But a few days later, you seemed to notice something was wrong with me and talked to me. I walked nervously to the door of the office, but I refused to go in. When you see me, let me in, sit next to you and ask me what's wrong. At this time, you
Teacher, you are a candle that burns yourself and illuminates others. You are a drop of rain that moistens the peaches and plums of the motherland. You are a diligent gardener, cultivating the flowers of the motherland. Whenever we don't listen, finish our homework seriously, get distracted in class or study hard, it is you who enlighten us in time and lead us to success.
Thank you, my dearest teacher!
Excellent lyric composition 1 1 In the blue sky, a line of herringbone geese hurried by, leaving a few pink clouds to chat in the air. I closed my eyes gently, and after a gentle autumn wind brought coolness, I tasted a faint fragrance, opened my eyes and saw a colorful palette.
In the distance is a maple forest, which was green a few days ago and has now changed into a gorgeous red dress. They are in droves, and after the baptism of autumn wind, they turn into dancing butterflies and slowly throw themselves into the embrace of the earth.
A stream flows slowly along the red maple carpet. The water is clear green, like a green ribbon. The ribbon is dotted with some yellow and red leaves, which looks lovely.
There is a fruit tree forest recently, and the fruits are dancing happily on the branches, because they are fruitful. Red apples blush with shame, and ripe persimmons grin.
The field is a vast golden ocean, with rice trees and slender waist branches dancing in the wind. They rustle and play the rhythm of harvest for farmers. Autumn insects hiding in rice fields are opening their voices and holding an idyllic singing contest "Echo each other". All the voices are mixed, which is the joy of harvest. I'm addicted to it, and it's fun.
Evergreen pine and cypress, no less than this, are playing with pistols in the forest with a group of birds.
I agree with Liu Yuxi that autumn is pleasant. "A crane in a clear sky will bring poetry to the blue night." The sky is blue, maple leaves are red, fruits are colored, streams are green, autumn chrysanthemums are yellow, fields are golden, people are cheerful and small animals are excited, because autumn is intoxicating!
Enjoy the beautiful scenery that autumn brings you!
Bathing in the autumn wind gives you a refreshing touch!
Accept the instant humidity brought by autumn rain!
Autumn is a colorful pool, which makes people love, yearn for, intoxicate and make my life colorful.
Excellent lyrics composition 12 you, an important person in my life; You, the one who showed up when I needed help.
Time turns your black hair into white hair, but the kindness between you and me is as deep as the sea and as wide as the blue sky.
From the moment I was born, you were my first teacher-mother. But time slipped through my fingers like this, and many years passed. Your white hair proves my kindness.
My mother, do you remember the cold winter when the snow outside covered the world? I just came home from school, and you saw my fingers turn purple with cold, so you secretly knitted me a pair of gloves. You finished those black and white gloves day and night. At that time, I didn't understand your thoughts at all, so I threw them on the ground and strode back to my room. Because I only thought it was ugly, but I didn't see your intentions. Then I found you put your glove in my drawer, but I never looked at it. It's been two or three years now, and I didn't recall the past until your foot was injured. When I opened the drawer again, I found how dazzling these gloves, which I had neglected for many years, were at that time. I accidentally picked it up and my vision was blurred.
My tears fell from my eyes like a hanging stone with a broken line. I opened the window and the rain hit my face. Suddenly feel your importance. I recall the past dribs and drabs, whether I am too stupid or too ignorant to distinguish myself.
By chance, you made me feel that those big hands care about me, but I never found them. Your love makes me happy. Your love makes my world very bright and clear.
You are the mountain I rely on; You are like my compass, guiding me; You are like my indicator light, illuminating the front for me.
Why my world is so wonderful-because of you.
Excellent lyric composition 13 the relaxed wind blows slowly to the cheeks, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. Pushing open the window, the outside world is very big, and the apricot flowers after the rain are more delicate and charming, dancing in the branches for a spring; Willow trees are wrapped in a layer of green leaves and whispering in the branches.
Look at the motherly love and care.
When I was a child, I cried for sugar, but my mother always ignored me. She simply said, "Eating too much sugar will lead to tooth decay!" " "But, I am spoiled, can't listen to so much, but constantly unreasonable. My idle mother is bad to me and doesn't like me. I often complain that I can't even eat a candy.
Think about it from another angle. When I lose sugar, I have my mother's love for me.
Motherly love and reality
In my childhood, every Christmas, I looked forward to Santa Claus. At that time, I will hang that smelly sock on the bedside, hoping that the plot in the fairy tale will happen to me. But fairy tales are fairy tales after all. When I got up in the morning, my socks were empty and I started to make trouble again. I insisted that my mother take them away from me. My eyes were red and swollen all morning, complaining that I didn't even have a Christmas present.
In other words, when I lost my talent, I had the reality my mother gave me.
Have a maternal love and a sense of responsibility
Now, my temper has not changed. When I cried, she would not patiently comfort me, but began to scold me. My classmates often ask me out to play, and my mother always refuses, so I start bickering with her: "Why don't you let other people's parents let me out!" " "Others are others, you are you, and you have the ability to live in other people's homes! "She always contradicts me like this. Every time I leave despite her noise, I complain: I don't even have any freedom.
In other words, when I lose the time to play, I have the responsibility of my mother.
From innocence to maturity and reason, I also understand a lot. In the early morning of midsummer, the clouds lie lazily on the horizon, looking at the flowers in the distance, and several butterflies are dancing; Tall camphor, beautiful magnolia, fresh water lilies and floating catkins. I breathe the fresh air of nature and sigh: "So, I have so much!" " "
Excellent lyric composition 14 It was grandma's birthday, and the whole family went to grandma's house to celebrate her birthday.
At lunch, everyone was talking and laughing, and the whole room was filled with a warm atmosphere. My mother kept putting vegetables in my bowl and said, "Children, eat more." I don't know what happened, but I suddenly felt that her mother-in-law was a little annoyed. So, in front of everyone, she said angrily, "Don't pinch me, I'm not a child, I'll pinch myself." As soon as my voice fell, I regretted it My mother's face suddenly showed a trace of embarrassment. I was so anxious that I swallowed a few mouthfuls of rice, put down my chopsticks and said, "I'm going out for a walk." And left the table.
Outside, a cool breeze blew on my face, and my mind seemed to wake up a lot. At this moment, my mother came slowly. Holding a cake in her hand, she handed it to me and said, "haven't you had enough?" Quick, eat the cake. " I suddenly saw tears in my mother's eyes, but they didn't fall. I know how sad my mother is.
I looked at the cake in my hand and felt that this little cake was full of love. While eating the cake, I thought: My mother loves me so much, but I lost my temper with my mother in public, which made my mother heartbroken. My mother cares about me in every way every day. Doesn't she just want me to be a filial and obedient child? How can I disappoint my mother? I really want to say to my mother loudly: I'm sorry!
When it was time to eat, I lowered my head and dared not look at my mother. My heart keeps churning. I said to myself: "children should know how to respect and honor their elders, communicate with their parents, understand and understand each other, and never do whatever they want!" " A moment later, I bravely looked up and said to my mother, "Mom, I'm sorry." My mother listened, with tears in her eyes, touched my head and said, "Never mind, it's a good boy to correct it." My mother and I both laughed, and the whole room was full of warm atmosphere.
There are not many people in the park, and there are even fewer people on this path. The reason why we walk here is because my mother often says, "Look, how beautiful the flowers are here!" " "
Yes, red, yellow and purple flowers are particularly dazzling, and I like to look at them carefully, too.
After a long time, I said to my mother, "It's beautiful. Open every day! "
Mother stopped, picked me up, looked at me and said earnestly, "When flowers bloom, there is also a day of failure."
I remember that when flowers bloom, there will be a day of failure.
I often think of this sentence when I was in primary school. Although my grades are always among the best and I have won the love of teachers and classmates, I know that this is not permanent, just like a flower, it will fail.
Therefore, I don't want to fertilize and water hard, because in my little heart, I know that it will fail, no matter how much you care.
So my grades began to decline. In the sixth grade, grades are no longer concerned.
Holding a primary school diploma, my heart aches faintly. Why do my flowers fail early? .....
I carefully showed it to my mother, and after a long time, she hugged me again. I waited for that serious sentence again, but she didn't say it.
She took me to parks, paths and flowers. I saw the red, yellow and purple flowers of Nian again, which looked more attractive. My mother said: "When flowers bloom, there will be a day of failure, but don't forget that she will leave one day, and on that day, she will become more beautiful and dazzling." Don't care about failure, trust her. "
I remember, the flower is defeated, and one day, as long as you cherish it. ......
Now I am in junior high school and become optimistic. My achievements are self-evident, because I understand that what I need is to water the flowers and fertilize them hard!