The ancients once said, "Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night." This famous saying has been passed down through the ages. Teacher, you are a diligent gardener, pruning us; You are a candle, giving yourself and illuminating others; And you are, teacher? Your love for us is beyond words! ! !
Looking back, whether it is the joy after success, the guilt of doing something wrong, the embarrassment after recklessness, and the yearning after parting, it is worth our careful collection and slow experience.
Time flies, flowers bloom and fall, dear teacher. I can't forget your inculcation and your kind eyes. You have devoted your whole life to the cause, and devoted infinite expectations and painstaking efforts to us! You watered countless trees with that sweat, and you dyed thousands of flowers with your heart. Teacher, your spirit is the driving force of our progress. You are great. You are full of peaches and plums, and you are praised and praised by many songs. You teach us knowledge, you say "knowledge is power" and teach us how to be a man. You said, "Be a man like a candle. In a limited life, there is a kind of heat and a kind of light, which gives people light and warmth. " You have taught us countless things, and you are our guide in life. Let's become strong, not willing to be weak. When we do things, we should set our goals, stick to them and be down to earth.
Teachers add, subtract, multiply and divide countless times, and your contributions, poems and songs can't stop praising you! You water our ideal flowers with the nectar of knowledge, and you nourish the beauty of our sentiment with the clear spring of the soul. Teacher, I wish you a world of peaches and plums and a higher level of education! ! !
Second, I have grown up.
When I was a child, I looked at the huge and sturdy bodies of adults and felt that they were so majestic and were the "protectors" of children. Adult, rich, do whatever you want. At that time, I expected to grow up quickly.
Now, I have grown up and become a little adult. Isn't this my long-cherished dream, but I don't have the slightest joy. The classmates who have been together for six years in primary school have all left. What taught me is that the kind teacher has left and the happy Children's Day no longer belongs to us. Is this the price of becoming an adult?
When I grow up, I have my own thoughts and opinions, but my relatives are old, wrinkled, gray-haired, in poor health and uninvited. Every time I think of my grandmother who cried her eyes out because of her grandfather's death, I can't help shivering all over-will I be like my grandmother? No, no, the pace of time, stop quickly, I want to hear the call of my grandparents forever, I am in the warm arms of my mother! I don't want to lose anyone!
I have grown up and grown taller, but I don't want to be an adult! In fact, adulthood is very bitter, and it is not as beautiful as I thought when I was a child. Since I passed the mid-term and final exams, I found that the competitiveness of society is so great, and the success of one person is equal to the failure of dozens of people. If you don't work hard, society will not hesitate to eliminate you as a lazy person!
But time will never stop, and we will grow unconsciously. As my mother said, "this is fate, and no one can change it!" What has passed, just cherish it! " Yes, since it can't be changed, from now on, cherish the good memories of the past and cherish every minute now!
Now that you have grown up, face the facts bravely!
The third story about me and this book.
Du Fu said: "Reading is like breaking ten thousand volumes, and writing is like being divine." Indeed, frequent reading will improve our writing level, bring us rich knowledge and bring me many benefits.
Reading can broaden our horizons. I remember when I was eight years old, my little dog Huanhuan shook his head and wagged his tail when he saw an acquaintance. Why? I had doubts in my heart, so I found the "book" teacher-"100,000 Why". Ah, it's really "easy to get" It turns out that dogs also have feelings. Domestic dogs are very familiar with people, and they will be very excited to meet acquaintances. Shaking their heads and wagging their tails is a way for them to express their happy mood. You see, there are problems in life that you don't understand, and you can find the expected answers in books, which shows that reading more books is good. Shakespeare said, "Books are the nourishment of the world." Gorky said: "Books are the ladder of human progress." Therefore, we should read more extracurricular books.
Some people may say that you can't read extracurricular books. Of course, as long as you can read, you can read, but how to read well? I think the first thing is to read it for the first time with freshness. There will be some questions when you come down for the first time. At this time, I will watch it for the second time and answer one or two things in my heart. The third time, you should take out a pen and paper, remember the beautiful words in the book, and remember the wonderful paragraphs described. Taking notes can exercise our memory and enhance our understanding. Read it carefully for the fourth time until you understand it.
"Black hair doesn't know how to study hard early, and Bai Shoufang regrets studying late." Ah, I hope everyone will read more books and be a knowledgeable person.
Article 4 My troubles
As I grow up day by day, I have more troubles around me. Most of the things that happened at school are not willing to tell parents, because as long as they say it, they will make a long speech, and I am not allowed to interrupt a word, and my ears can't stand so many words coming in and out, so I don't want my ears to suffer, so I don't want to tell my parents! However, I write what I want to say in my notebook every day, that is, my diary. After writing, let yourself appreciate and solve your own problems. It was okay at first, but gradually, I felt that my parents looked at me unnaturally, as if I was hiding something from them. (I really don't want them to know)
That day, I came home from school, finished my homework and went to get my diary as usual. Suddenly, I found that my diary had been touched, and I immediately flew into a rage. I knew it must be them when I thought about it. I walked out of the bedroom and asked loudly if they had read my diary. On the contrary, they openly stated that it was their duty to know everything about me.
I can't take it anymore. I just want to have my own blue sky. Why did you take it away so selfishly just to get to know me? I went back to my room and felt that I had nothing left, alas! Why do parents always want to know us when they grow up and don't want us to have any ideas of our own? Alas! How cruel!
Our life is full of seven colors of sunshine, but even if the sunshine is bright, there will inevitably be short-lived clouds. Growing teenagers will have some lingering troubles. These troubles come from life, from study and from communication with classmates? However, having troubles is not terrible. The key is to treat it correctly. From now on, let's clean up our troubles together, eliminate them and mature with colorful dreams.
Article 5 I love my family.
I have a warm and happy home. Father, mother, brother and I are playing a symphony of family harmony.
Dad is almost fifty years old and of medium build. The hardships of the years made him show his white hair prematurely. Dad is very filial. I remember when I was a child, my grandmother was in poor health. Father worked hard and took care of her in every possible way. He works day and night and never complains. Dad is also very hardworking, and everything at home is always taken care of by his father. In particular, the vibrant shed in the middle of my small yard is my father's masterpiece, and it is also my capital to show off among the children-the shed was built by my father in my patio with steel pipes, and each steel pipe was crossed and fastened in a "Tian" shape, painted with antirust paint, tall and beautiful. Every spring season, my father planted bitter gourd, towel gourd, gourd and other seeds in the soil on both sides of the shed, waiting for the seeds to sprout and grow tender seedlings. Dad fertilized and watered them and led them to the shed with a rope. With the help of my father, these seedlings and grass scrambled to climb up like possessed, and soon the whole shed was covered with colorful flowers and fruits of various shapes, hanging upside down on the shed. Many children and uncles and aunts come to my house to watch.
My mother is hardworking, virtuous, gentle-tempered, loved by everyone, well organized at home and abroad, and is the backbone of the family.
My brother is the pride of our family. I just graduated from college this year and was admitted to the graduate school of Wuhan University. But my brother is not a nerd. Whenever he comes home during holidays, he will bring me some story books and some small gifts.
As for me, I am the baby at home. My parents' greatest expectation for me is that I will study happily and grow up healthily!