That little poem on that day of that year

I was thirteen years old.

That morning, I tore up yesterday's calendar under my mother's gaze, and then pouted in front of my mother. Mom didn't understand the significance of this day to me, and she was still busy cleaning up the house, so I had to go out of the house in disappointment.

I walked towards the busy park and wrote a sad poem in my heart as I walked:

Small flowers leaving the branches.

Blown away from the garden by the wind. ...

In the park, I hid behind the pavilion column and stared at the children's playground with tears in my eyes. Teams of "flowers" dressed in colorful costumes are enjoying the joy of "June 1" Festival under the guidance of teachers. My heart continues to write my little poem:

..... in this little flower festival.

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An illusory dream ...

An uncle came up to me and looked at me with concern. I looked down and up at the playground. I heard my uncle say to himself, "Flower Festival!" "Not mine!" I said. Uncle smiled and asked, "Do you want to think about this festival?" I nodded my head. Uncle said: "when you are thinking, this festival really belongs to you!" " "I'm not sure, but I realized that my uncle knew me very well, so I told him the story of dropping out of school because my family was poor, and also told him the unfinished poem in my heart. Uncle pondered for a long time and asked, "Are there any flowers in winter?" I was shocked and didn't know how to answer. My uncle handed me a business card and said with a smile, "Correct the poem and send it to me." Then he left in a hurry.

When I got home, I thought about my uncle's words and saw my mother sitting by the bed looking at today's calendar. I approached my mother, and she hugged me and said, "Mom, I'm sorry!" " "I snuggled up to my mother and asked," Are there any flowers in winter? "Mom said with tears," Yes ... Yes ... Isn't your name Xiaomei? " I can't help crying.

I finally changed that little poem that day:

Small flowers with branches

Began to report the cold in spring

This is also a festival.

A kind of cold thinking

Will melt in the warmth of spring not far away

I sent the revised poem to the editor's uncle, which became my first published poem. Later, I became a writer.

Today, more than ten years later, I still remember that little poem. I want to say to every young friend, "No matter what kind of situation you are in, as long as you can hold your head high and think hard, success will definitely be in front of you!"

Reading questions:

4. Why does the author feel that he is "a little flower leaving the branch"? What does "the dream of being whipped" mean?

5. "Are there any flowers in winter?" What is the real meaning of this sentence? Please write it down.

wild duck

One day, I was walking on the mountain when I suddenly saw a wild duck lying next to a pile of hay.

At first, I thought the wild duck was hiding there for fear of being found, so I gave her a gentle (poke, pull) with a branch and told her to stand up, but she didn't move. I thought it was strange, so I bent down to look at it carefully, only to find that she was dead. One side of her body tilted slightly upward, her neck stretched forward, her mouth was open, and it was full of snow. Her wings spread (slightly) and one leg stretched out to the back. There are two eggs in front of her leg. Seeing these two eggs, I lifted the dead duck. Sure enough, there is a nest under her body, with eleven eggs in it, plus two outside, a * * * thirteen.

I looked at her carefully and found no scars or signs of violence on her body. Judging from all her physical conditions, she was frozen to death. Although what I saw was only superficial, I did not hesitate to come to the conclusion that she died after a desperate struggle with the snowstorm to protect her children.

I looked at this wild duck and couldn't calm down for a long time. I think how touching this deep love is.

When the sun went down, I dug a small hole in the ground, put the wild duck in, buried her with earth, wrapped thirteen eggs in a handkerchief and walked home.

Reading questions:

(1) Cross out the incorrect words in ().

(2) punctuate the fifth paragraph of the text.

(3) The text is written in three aspects: finding the dead duck → guessing the cause of death → burying the dead duck. The secondary content is the main content.

(4) Find the words that reflect the struggle between wild ducks and snowstorms from the second paragraph and draw them with "".

(5) (1) The people in this article use "it" to address the wild ducks, but they use "she". What did you learn from it? ② What did you learn from the action of "I" burying wild ducks and wrapping thirteen eggs?

(6) Do you think it is worthwhile for wild ducks to do so? What have you learned from wild ducks?

There is a coin with a face value of only ten cents lying on the National Square, which is dirty and slightly old. It seems that it has been quite a long time. The square is very big and beautiful, and many people patronize it, but the coins are still lying there alone and nobody cares.

Suddenly, a little boy found a coin. He is very excited and wants to pick it up. Not far from him, grandma said, "You don't have to pick up a dime." Say that finish, grandma took out a handful of coins from her trouser pocket.

Here comes a couple. The woman saw the coin. She just wants to aim and pick it up. The man grabbed her and said, "What a shame, don't pick it up." What the man said, the woman had to give up.

I saw coins, too. To tell you the truth, I really want to answer it, but in full view, I have to give up the idea. I pretended to pass by the coin carelessly and stepped on it on purpose.

This is, in the square, an American who looks very rich comes. He took pictures everywhere with his camera. As he walked, he saw the coin, immediately picked it up like discovering a new continent, then took out a paper towel and carefully wiped off the dirt on the coin. After cleaning, the foreigner put the coins in his pocket.

The square suddenly boiled like boiling water, and everyone talked about it: "Look, that foreigner specializes in taking advantage of Chinese people." "Shh, you're still driving a Mercedes!" "It seems that the foreign devil must be an impostor." ..... The foreigner can understand Chinese, and he shrugs: "Ladies and gentlemen! A dime is money. You China people don't want it. What's wrong with me picking it up I used to be poor, but now all my wealth is accumulated by a dime. So I will cherish even a dime. As far as I know, your country is not rich, but why is no one willing to pick up this coin? " Say that finish, the foreigner with a puzzled expression and roared off.

I think foreigners are right. Why are there so many people, but no one is willing to bend down to pick up coins? Coin is one of the symbols of the country, and caring for it is also an act of safeguarding national dignity! I can't help blushing at the thought.

Reading questions:

①: According to the situation at that time, use your imagination to supplement the task language in the horizontal line of the text.

②: Contact context, explanatory text: patronize, people flow like a weave, nobody cares.

③: Briefly summarize the process of foreigners picking up coins. What qualities does he have?

Return things to their original owners.

This is a true story.

Tian's mother has uremia. He was surprised when he heard the news. For decades, he couldn't accept how his mother got the disease. He asked the doctor what he could do to save his mother, and the doctor said, one is to rely on hemodialysis; There is also a kidney transplant. However, both of them are expensive, and the kidney source is not easy to find. Especially for the elderly like mother, the risk is greater.

He never gave up and gave his kidney to his mother. He summoned his brothers and sisters to discuss the matter. He said that mom has worked hard all her life, and now she should enjoy happiness. We can't just watch her dad suffer. If we live on hemodialysis day by day, why should we be children?

After some conversation, several brothers and sisters scrambled to donate their kidneys to their mother. He said, "The whole family will try it. Whoever is suitable for use, if they are all suitable, then I will donate. I am the boss. I'm in charge. Well, that's settled. "

Seeing that the mother's condition is getting worse every day, the children are extremely anxious. I contacted the hospital and the whole family had a matching test. Tian's kidney was successfully matched. The doctor said that donating a kidney would not affect the later life. If the only kidney is damaged in the future, it will be life-threatening. The doctor asked him to make a careful choice. He wants to do this. He said, "I must save my mother. Anyway, I came out of my mother's body. If I donate one to my mother, I will return it to its original owner ... "

The operation was a success! And his kidneys are working normally in his mother's body!

We often say that we should repay our parents in the future. What shall we do? After reading this story, we understand.

1. Choose the appropriate word in () and fill it in the line.

2. Fill in the appropriate related words.

3. Fill in punctuation marks in the third part of the article.

4. Write synonyms. Repay () cautiously ()

5. Fill in the appropriate sentences in ①, which is consistent with the specific context.

6. which sentence in the article expresses the meaning of "returning things to their original owners", please mark it with "".

7. What do you understand after reading this article? We should be grateful in the future. What can we do now? Please write a paragraph beginning with "I see".

8. The Chinese nation has the traditional virtue of respecting the elderly, and there are many famous poems about honoring the elders, such as "Three Character Classics" and "Ode to the Wandering Son".