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How many ups and downs there are in life! ? Ups and downs, whether you accept them or not, whether you can accept them or not, are all in your destiny! It is better to accept the ups and downs with your happiness, kindness, sincerity and good mood. As long as you face it with your happiness, kindness and good mood, you will feel that happiness is always in your heart! Please believe that the sunshine is always after the storm, please believe that there is a rainbow. Life is like this. Sometimes it's sunny after rain, sometimes it's thunderbolt, sometimes it's wrong, sometimes it's speechless, but no matter what, life has to continue, no matter what, life has to continue to persist, no matter what, tears will only make us sad, and will only remind us of the sad past. We pretend to be strong despite our fragile psychology. Because we don't want to bow our heads in front of others, lose to others and lose to the world, we always want to be our own master and master of the world. No matter what happens, I will face it optimistically, even if the sky falls. Today, I will always tell myself to cheer every day and fight for my ideals. I used to be bohemian, and I just want to say come on to myself now. Life is like this. If you are with sunny people, you won't feel gloomy. With happy people, the corners of the mouth often smile; With enterprising people, actions will not fall behind; With generous people, you are not stingy in doing things; If you are with wise people, you will not be confused when you are in trouble; With smart people, you become smart. Borrow people's wisdom and improve yourself; Learn from the best others and be the best yourself.

scores below 8 are easy to improve, such as listening and reading, which are very slow to improve. You can't do anything in ten days. Take a mock exam every day. Don't be nervous when you take the exam. You can get more than ten points. Oral English and writing are very good. Writing, write a few articles by yourself, then find someone to revise them as your own model essay, and then write a composition regularly every day (using the questions in the computer classics). If you speak spoken English, you should insist on speaking it every day. The jokes you have prepared for one or two questions are also in the machine classics. Learn to use them by memorizing them. Remember to do dictation every day, although it can't be immediate, but it is a process of laying the foundation ~ ~ ~ It's all my own experience in raising small animals, and I have a feeling of life < P > I have a soft spot for small animals since I was a child, especially kittens, puppies, rabbits, snails and beautiful pigeons. Raising these small animals makes me feel endless fun. My home used to be an animal world, but for various reasons, there are fewer and fewer small animals in my home. In the past, I had a yellow puppy at home, and it liked to play with me very much. Every night when I came home from school, I saw it greet me at the door, as if to say to me, "Welcome back, little master." After seeing it, whatever troubles I have will be swept away, so I say that dogs are my pistachios. However, my most love is a bunny. Once, grandma bought me a little rabbit, which was lively and lovely. I named it' White' because it is very white. "Bai Bai" has a white fur, which feels very soft and comfortable. Those red eyes, as if they were very tired, were bloodshot and pitiful. White is gentle, but shy when meeting strangers. If you touch it, it's as if someone is bullying it, and you run for your life. But whenever the master walks up to it, instead of running away, it will erect its front legs and stare at you motionless, as if waiting for the master's explanation. It has the ability to pass down a family tree. As long as someone insults it and infringes on it, it will run away. Its powerful limbs are the weapons to protect life. Bai Bai was my childhood friend, which added fun to my childhood and won't make my childhood boring. All the small animals have planted a seed that loves nature in my young mind. Raising small animals gives me endless fun.

Life sentiment composition triggered by paper towels, 2-word

colorful flowers, which have been baptized by sunshine and moistened by drizzle, have given their graceful faces to decorate the world; Tall and stalwart trees, they accepted the watering of people and the blessing of birds, and paid their own towering shade to repay the benefactor; Gurgling streams, they accepted the gift of rain, the dance of fish, and paid their own sweet and clear blood to thank them ... < P > I like to accept the beauty and pay great. If giving is a long journey full of thorns, then accepting is a cluster of flowers after the journey. The rolling wheel of history tells us that without the integrity of the people who shed their heads and shed their blood, how can there be a rising sun in new China? Using small animals to draw out the feelings of life

Life gives me happiness, life gives me feelings, and even ordinary ants give me maturity ...

One day, I occasionally found an ant's nest near the corner. Less than three meters away from the nest, a small brown ant twisted its waist, pursed its big hips and swayed two. Explore the west. Suddenly, it found a piece of bread crumbs dozens of times larger than it. It searched with its tentacles and circled around the bread for a week. Then, it tried to lift the bread with its tiny forelimbs, but the bread did not move. It bit the bread with a pair of pliers-like teeth and tried to drag the food away with all its strength, but the bread still did not move. The little ant saw that it could not drag the bread, loosened its mouth and circled it. As if to estimate the weight of bread, I left in a hurry.

After a while, I saw several ants crawling out of the nest. It turned out that the little ants had just gone to find help!

led by the little ants, the ants rushed to the front of the bread. Some grabbed the bread and dragged it towards the nest, some pushed it hard behind it, and some got under it and lifted it hard. They were all grinning and their six thin legs were pedaling hard, but they still couldn't move the bread. In desperation, a little ant had to hurry to the nest.

This time, I saw ants coming out of the nest neatly one by one, and rushing to the bread crumbs. In the team, there are several very conspicuous big ants, whose bodies are black and shiny, their tentacles are thick and long, and their physique is very strong. This is the general among ants!

Before the food, the generals made a tour of the food, put their heads together to discuss for a while, and then dispersed one after another. I saw a big ant standing majestically on the top of the bread, like a commander-in-chief. Groups of small ants, led by the big ants, shuttled back and forth, busy and enthusiastic, until I was dazzled, and I seemed to hear "Oh, yo," The "huge" bread was cut into several pieces by ants. The pieces of small pieces were moved back to the nest in an orderly manner by groups of ants. In less than ten minutes, a large piece of bread disappeared without a trace, and the ants returned to the nest silently.

Seeing this touching scene, I understood that it was because of the selflessness and unity of the ants that they finally succeeded in moving the food back to the nest. Why didn't the ants swallow the food by themselves? Why can ants carry food several times heavier than themselves? Because they are selfless and United, isn't that what human beings lack?

Thanks to the ants for giving me a mature hope to adopt. The life sentiment caused by small animals or plants should be novel, and I need help from experts. I need it urgently ~ Thank you

Haiyan (Gorky)-In the boundless sea, the storm is gathering dark clouds. Between the dark clouds and the sea, Haiyan flies proudly like black lightning.

For a moment, its wings touched the waves, and for a moment, it rushed straight at the dark clouds like an arrow. It shouted-in the brave cry of the bird, the dark clouds heard joy.

in this cry-full of longing for the storm! In this cry, the dark clouds heard the power of anger, the flame of enthusiasm and the confidence of victory.

seagulls were * * * before the storm came, and-* * * they were flying around the sea, trying to hide their fear of the storm in the depths of the sea.

The sea ducks are crying, too.-They, the sea ducks, can't enjoy the joy of life's fighting: the roaring thunder scares them.

Stupid penguins timidly hide their fat bodies under the cliff ... Only the arrogant petrel flies bravely and freely in the foaming sea!

The dark clouds are getting darker and lower, pressing down to the sea, while the waves are singing and rushing to the sky to meet the thunder.

thunder rumbled. Waves cry in angry droplets and contend with the wind. Look, the strong wind tightly picked up layers of huge waves, threw them on the cliff bitterly, and smashed these large jadeites into dust and dust.

Look, it's flying like an elf-a proud, black spirit of the storm-it's laughing, and it's howling … it's laughing at those dark clouds, and it's howling for joy!

This sensitive spirit-it has long heard from the fury of thunder that it is sleepy, and it is convinced that dark clouds can't cover the sun-yes, it can't!

the wind roared ... the thunder roared ...

piles of dark clouds, like blue flames, burned in the bottomless sea. The sea catches the arrows of lightning and extinguishes them in its own abyss. These lightning shadows, like salamanders, meander in the sea and disappear in a flash.

-storm! A storm is coming!

This is the brave Haiyan, flying proudly in the roaring sea and among the lightning. This is the prophet of victory shouting:

-let the storm come more violently!

pearl birds

That's nice. My friend gave me a pair of pearl birds. Put it in a simple bamboo cage with a roll of hay in it, which is a comfortable and warm nest for birds.

some people say that this is a bird that is afraid of people.

I hung it in front of the window, where there was an unusually lush French chlorophytum. I covered the birdcage with the long weeping vines with small green leaves, which were as safe as hiding in the deep jungle; The thin, bright sound like a flute coming from it is particularly relaxed.

The sun shines through the window, and through it, the countless nail-shaped leaflets of Chlorophytum are half black and half transparent, like jasper; The patches are mottled and the business is lush. The shadows of the birds are faintly flashing in the middle, and they can't be seen completely. Sometimes they can't even see the cage, but they can see their lovely bright red mouths sticking out from the green leaves.

I seldom pull open the leaf vines to look at them, and they gradually dare to stick out their little heads to look at me. We got to know each other a little bit.

three months later, there was a thin and delicate chirping in the increasingly lush green vine. I guess, it's them. They have babies. What about me? Never lift the leaves and look in, and don't even disturb them with curious eyes when adding food and water. Not long after, suddenly a little head came out from among the leaves. Smaller, fish! It's this little guy!

small as it is, it can easily get out of a sparse cage. Look, how like its mother; Red mouth and feet, gray-blue hair, but round white spots like pearls have not yet been born on the back; It is so fat that its whole body looks like a fluffy ball.

At first, the little guy only moved around the cage, then he flew around the room, landed on the top of the cabinet, and stood proudly on the bookshelf, pecking at the names of the great writers on the back of the book. After a while, I knocked the lamp rope back and forth and jumped into the frame. As long as the big bird cries angrily in the cage, it will fly back to the cage at once.

I don't care. After such a long time, if you open the window, it will only stand on the window frame for a while at most and will never fly out.

gradually it got bolder and landed on my desk.

At first, it was far away from me. When I didn't hurt it, it came closer, then jumped on my cup, bent down to drink tea, and then turned away to see my reaction. I just smiled and continued to write, and it boldly ran to the manuscript paper and jumped around my pen; The beating little red claws rattled on the paper.

I wrote quietly, silently enjoying the close affection of this little guy. In this way, it is completely relieved. Simply use that waxed, horny little red mouth to "click" my trembling pen tip. I touched its delicate fluff with my hand, but it was not afraid. Instead, it pecked my finger twice in a friendly way.

during the day, it accompanied me so mischievously; When it was dusk, it flew to the cage with the repeated calls of its parents, twisted its round body and squeezed the green leaves to get in.

one day, when I was writing at my desk, it actually fell on my shoulder. The pen in my hand stopped unconsciously, for fear of running away from it. After a while, I turned my head to see that this little guy was asleep on my shoulder, with silver-gray eyelids covering his eyes and little red feet just covered with long fluff on his chest. I gently lifted my shoulder, but it didn't wake up and slept soundly! Still sipping your mouth, are you dreaming?

My pen moved, and my feelings streamed down for a moment:

Trust often creates a beautiful realm. 6 words

In the 2th century, a unique life individual shocked the world in a brave way. She was Helen Keller, a woman who lived in darkness but brought light to mankind. She lived through 88 spring and autumn periods, but survived 87 years without light and silence. However, it is such a person who is claustrophobic in the world of blind and deaf-mute, who graduated from Degilliff College of Harvard University, and used all the strength of his life to run around and set up a charity for the benefit of the disabled, and was selected as one of the top ten American hero idols in the 2th century by Time magazine. Creating this miracle depends on an indomitable heart. Helen accepted the challenge of life, embraced the world with love, faced difficulties with amazing perseverance, finally found light in the dark, and finally extended her loving hands to the world.

"How nice it would be if people live every day as if it were their last, which would show the value of life even more. However, people have limited time to use and enjoy." If everyone can make full use of every day, what a happy thing it will be! Three days of light is only a short moment in life for ordinary people. For Helen, who is blind, it is unthinkable. In real life, there are always some people who lament that fate is unfair to them, and blame God for not giving them intelligent talent and superhuman wisdom, so that they can become famous in one fell swoop. I don't know that the real society depends on knowledge to survive, and it is impossible for people without knowledge to have a place in society. If we can study hard and let knowledge occupy our brains, we can lay a stone for the future road! Let's bring light to the dark world and hopeless world.