That time, I tasted the sweetness. On my ninth birthday, my father gave me a brand-new bike, and I was very happy. I want to ask my father to teach me how to ride a bike quickly. After lunch at noon, my father and I went downstairs to learn to ride a bike. Encouraged by my father, I decided to ride a bike. At first, my father held the bike, and I stepped on the pedal carefully, step by step. However, as soon as dad let go, the car was like an angry bull, disobedient and bumping around, only driving 1 10 meters. "Oh, it hurts me!" Hearing my loud cry, my father rushed over and saw me lying on the ground, becoming a dog gnawing mud. My bike fell on me. After my father helped me up, I went home depressed. My father said to me, "Be ambitious in everything, and don't give up halfway. Nothing is difficult in the world, only if you put your mind to it, you can succeed only if you persist. " With my father's dissuasion, I finally learned to ride a bike after 81 difficulties, and I was elated.
At that time, I tasted the sweet taste, which made me linger and flowed into my heart like honey.
There is a sweet black hair, short, neither fat nor thin figure, haha, you guessed it, she is my mother.
be talkative/garrulous/loquacious/gossipy
My mother, she is very nagging. When I got up in the morning, my mother said to me, "Get up and fold the quilt, then wash your hands and brush your teeth for breakfast, or you will be late for class." When I go to school in the morning, my mother will say, "Check your schoolbag and see if there is anything at home." I often say to my mother, "Mom, you don't have to worry about me anymore. I am in the third grade, so I don't have to worry about adults. "
Such as cleaning
My mother loves cleanliness very much and keeps her room tidy every day. She comes home every day, and when she comes in, she will find that our house is very tidy, without a messy thing and without a trace of dust on the ground.
cook
My mother not only keeps the room clean, but also cooks delicious food! Take my favorite spicy shrimp tail for example. It looks red and smells spicy, but you will know it when you taste it. It was a little spicy when I first ate it. When you chew it gently, you will find that it has a sweet taste and the meat is tender and delicious. So I like my mother's shrimp tail. Tell me, my mouth is watering. ...
You see, this is my mother, who loves cleanliness and can cook. Don't you think I'm happy to have such a mother?
There is a kind of sweetness. On the way to school, there is a kind of sweetness called accompanying you home.
There is a vague person next to me. We often go home together and live in the same street hundreds of meters away.
She is very enthusiastic and often helps others. It is because of this beautiful quality that we met.
It seems that when I was in the first grade, I cut my right leg because I was playful, and the blood flowed around my leg. It didn't hurt much at that time, but in just over ten seconds, a terrible pain came from my knee, and the whole knee was killing me. When she saw it, she immediately ran to help me move to the infirmary.
Now, we ride to and from school together every day, and sometimes there are some contradictions between good friends, but we will never break this pure friendship like water.
We've had some bumps along the way. However, we crossed the past again and again, and each time we strengthened our trust in each other. I believe that it is our responsibility to help each other and understand each other!
"Hey, wake up, hey!" Oh, it was just a dream. I opened my eyes in a daze and saw her charming smiling face. "Hey, it's my fault to help the teacher fall asleep." I said shyly.
"Don't worry, I have finished it for you. Go home together! " She said with a smile.
We talked and laughed all the way and soon got home. Say goodbye to each other.
It's good to have you! I see, there is a kind of sweetness called friendship!
There is a kind of sweetness. There is a kind of sweetness, which is emotional sweetness. This sweetness is very strange, and you can also think of many past events through this sweetness.
Do you remember those angels in white who fought for our lives at the front?
They work day and night, put on protective clothing and work for several hours, but they can't go to the toilet in between. Put on a mask and protective clothing, and wrap the whole person tightly.
After the rest, they took off their masks, and the pain caused by masks left red marks on the faces of doctors and nurses. When I saw all the scars on my face, I felt very distressed. But they still have that sweet smile on their faces, which reveals their love for this job and confidence in the success of this fight against the epidemic, and reflects the true portrayal of all medical staff.
A kind of sweetness is the sweetness of hearing. Before, an old man was in good health and was ready to leave the hospital. Young or teenage nurses skipped up to the old man and asked him, guess who I am? The old man replied, this is beyond anyone's expectation. He said you were "cute"
Say that finish, grandpa began to cry, little cute, showing the cuteness and liveliness of the nurse's sister. She skipped happily to finish the work, and she left all the happiness to the patient. Little cute saw the intimacy between grandpa and the nurse, which made people sweet.
There is a sweetness in the taste that you can't feel, but there is always a sweetness in your heart. It is not good at expression, but you can feel it, and it has a sweet taste. ...
There is a sweet 5 Dear teacher: Hello! I am honored that you have become my teacher. The moment I met you, I knew the best teacher had given it to me. There is a sweetness called missing, a sweetness called caring, a sweetness called missing, and a sweetness called missing.
Since I met you, my life has become sweeter and my world has become more exciting! I am very grateful to you. You stand up every day to give us a lecture, give us homework and correct it. Sometimes, the school will assign many tasks. Every time I walk into your office, you are busy working with your head down. You work at your desk every day. Your neck must be very sour. You must take care of yourself. Don't patronize us, but also take care of yourself. You all care about our study and health at school. This time, it's my turn to care about you. If you were the moon, I would turn into a star to light up the earth with you; If you are Chang 'e, I am the Moon Rabbit. If you can be an adult, I will take care of you all my life. If you are a sapling, I am I am the water that irrigates you, so that you can absorb my nutrition and make your body healthy. Thank you, over the years, you have accompanied my ignorant time with my growth.
Teacher, thank you for your knowledge and meticulous care. I wish you good health and smooth work! Your student: Wang Shiqi.
There is a sweetness. Six years ago in May, my mother told me something and signed me up for an extra-curricular class of "United College English". This is my first time to attend an extracurricular class. At first, I was very happy because of curiosity, and finally I was a little disappointed because of the change of playing time.
That night, I began to think: Is there much homework after class? Is it difficult? What if you can't learn? My mind is full of questions. The next day, as soon as I entered the class gate, I saw the teacher squinting and carefully checking other people's homework line by line. My hands are sweating and a little nervous. I knocked at the door gently, and the teacher suddenly looked up and said, "Hello!" "
I said, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Hu?" My heart was pounding and I stammered, "Where am I sitting, old teacher?" Without looking up, the teacher said, "Just do it first." After a while, the teacher said, "What's your name? Bring your homework. " I whispered, "My name is Wang Zhuen, and this is my first class today."
In class, the teacher asked me to answer the meaning of the map. I was a little nervous and hesitant at first. I stood up and scratched my head and said, "Map." The teacher said I spoke very well and gave me a thumbs-up sign. I went home and told my mother about the fun of class.
It turns out that taking extracurricular classes is so interesting! The previous idea is really superfluous!
There is a kind of sweetness, which is one of the five flavors. I know a kind of sweetness, called reunion after a long separation.
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The wind is blowing, and it is very hot; In the hot sun, the same heat. A car's shadow, figure, object, tears ...
The characteristics of summer heat and the kindness of summer rain. The ground is very hot and there is no rain, but my heart is gloomy. Because he is leaving, going to another city and going back to his parents, I can't stop people from looking for their parents. So I had to stare blankly at the distant figures and car shadows.
On the ground, a mass of black water droplets disappeared; In the distance, a black figure disappeared; Nearby, the heat in one's heart disappears. ...
Who knows, I lost my heart.
dawn
Warm wind blowing, soft, warm sunshine, gentleness. Grass color, willow color, lake color ...
Spring breath, spring mood, spring plan, spring reunion. I don't know when and who dragged me into the class group that knew our students.
Sixty-six people The whole class is here, and even the transfer students say that "Africans" are here. Suddenly, a friend's application came into my eyes and I cried with joy. This is the word that can best express my mood at that time.
Nearly a year has passed and things have changed.
encounter
After adding friends, we talked about that moment. I suggested opening the video, and he accepted it decisively. I finally met such a best friend who left for nearly a year. We talk about everything, everything, this kind of chat; That's three hours.
Late at night, the gentle wind caressed my cheek through the window screen, and the wonderful dream entered my heart through my dream.
I slept soundly that night.
Parting is not terrible, we may meet again, and the moment of reunion is the sweetest time.
There is a kind of sweetness, a kind of beautiful enjoyment. A feeling of happiness and warmth flows in my heart.
At first, I thought sweetness was an experience of taste buds. Eating a candy, a dessert and a drink are all delicious. Enjoy, that kind of happiness and happiness is passed down from mouth to mouth.
With the growth of age, I gradually found that "sweetness" is not only an experience in taste buds, but also a feeling of beauty. Now I have found a kind of sweetness, which can be sweet to my heart and warm to my stomach. This sweetness comes from people's sincere care.
An exam, the score gap is too big, which makes me very lost. There are still many knowledge points that I can't do. I used to think that I would do so badly in every exam. After learning this, my parents didn't preach to me as expected, but analyzed the test questions with me to find out the improvement, and encouraged me to believe in myself, make up for what I couldn't do and continue to improve. With the encouragement of my parents, I began to study hard, fill the loopholes and pave the way for the next exam. There are always some difficulties in my tutorial, but before these small difficulties, there will be friends to help me and explain them step by step. Although sometimes some questions are slow to learn, or even I don't understand them several times, they don't resent my slow learning and have been patiently explaining them to me. The tutor who once reported to work also expressed his willingness to help me make up lessons and meet a better self. Always moved at a certain moment, I gradually gained courage and confidence, believing that I can do it. At the same time, it also made me taste this special sweetness.
Sweetness is not only a delicious dish, but also various views and feelings, which eventually turn into happiness and warmth. And I also realized a refreshing and warm-hearted "sweetness".
There is a kind of sweetness. Candy is hidden in the corner of life. Only by discovering, tasting and feeling with your heart can you reap the sweetness.
The candy in my life comes from my sister. Before I was nine, I was the only child in my family. I often feel lonely because I have no playmates. When I was nine years old, with the arrival of my sister, I felt incomparable sweetness and happiness, although my family was often restless.
Now my sister is two years old, and she is a clever little girl. Although she is young, she is good at taking care of people.
I took a nap in my room after lunch last weekend. Grandma plays with her four-year-old cousin and sister. My sister had a good time at first, shouting and laughing loudly. When I was half asleep and half awake, I suddenly found the living room very quiet. Just when I was full of doubts, I felt someone coming towards me. When I opened my eyes, I saw that my sister was trying to cover me with her little quilt, and her expression was focused, as if she were completing a big event. I immediately pretended to sleep with my eyes half closed, not knowing what she would do next. I saw my sister come out carefully and turned to help me with the door. Then I heard her whisper to everyone, "Shh, everyone be quiet, my sister is sleeping!" " "I buried my head in the pillow, and my heart was sweeter than honey.
Although my sister is young, there are many similar things, such as: my sister let me stand at the gate to meet me and help me put on slippers; If you have snacks, would you like to share them with me? ...
There is a kind of sweetness called affection, so unpretentious and so sweet!
The sweetness of 10 is sometimes a taste and sometimes an emotion. Candy, fruit and chocolate all taste sweet, but something happened today, which should start on Friday night. On Friday night, I said I would treat myself with hot pot on Saturday night. I agreed happily. What was the result? I didn't come back until six o'clock the next day, and I didn't prepare anything to eat hot pot. It's too late to prepare now, and I didn't eat. After dinner, my mother went to the supermarket to buy things. Are you still sad after buying a lot of snacks? Now, don't worry, since I promised you, I will certainly honor it. My mother sent me to a math class this morning and said that she was going to prepare dinner. I first went to Dennis to buy tofu skin, duck blood noodles, potatoes, spinach and Chinese cabbage kelp, and then processed them when I got home. I'll keep picking me up. After I came back, my mother took the beef out of the refrigerator, cut it into pieces and put it in the refrigerator. I went to class this afternoon, didn't I? I made soup and bought it at the vegetable market on my way back. If I eat fruit again, I will freeze to death.
For the evening, my mother will go shopping on rainy days, but I am disappointed after a tiring day. I will definitely repay my mother in the future.
There is a sweetness 1 1 There is a lot of sweetness in life, as long as we savor it. Sometimes I am praised for my good grades, and my heart is full of sweetness; Sometimes after reading a book that makes people suddenly enlightened, it makes people memorable and full of sweetness; Sometimes it is the satisfaction of conquering steep peaks, and there is infinite pride in my heart.
In summer, there seems to be no real night. At 4: 30 in the morning, it is already dawn, and the Huashan dome not far away can be seen with the naked eye. The temperature has risen before the sun rises. At this point, we have headed for the top of Huashan Mountain. Standing at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the peak, as vertical as a cliff. Brown and green are intertwined on the mountain wall, and the faint light overhead makes us only see a vague scene. Looking up at the peak, I just bowed my head and walked well.
Walking from the foot of the mountain to the mountain, there are many small shops on the roadside. Most of these small shops are run by local people, and most of them sell iced drinks. I walked silently with my backpack, and the top of the mountain was my only goal.
After a long walk, we came halfway up the mountain. At this time, my soles hurt a little. I found a stick and walked slowly with my right hand. The sun was so hot that sweat soaked my clothes. Iron handrails and railings began to appear on both sides of the stairs. From time to time, you can see red cloth and handfuls of locks, large and small, hanging on the iron chain of the railing. According to tourists on the roadside, this is a pair of lovers who made a vow to grow old with their children here. Some of them are engraved with words, but after weathering, they look mottled and difficult to understand.
I found a flat place, sat on the floor, took off my sneakers and squeezed out a blister on my right finger. It hurts when I gently press it with my hand. At this time, I saw the mountain bearer passing by me, carrying a piece of mineral water on his back, and his bronzed skin made people feel very powerful. I secretly told myself in my heart that I must persist. So, put on your shoes and keep walking. ...
There is sweet 12. Every time I think of grandma's big hand, there seems to be a warm current in my heart.
Every weekend morning, I open my hazy eyes and see my grandmother busy in the kitchen. My grandmother brought celery, prepared to make dumpling stuffing, brought minced meat, and put the cut celery into a bowl to stir, which is my favorite celery stuffing. Wrap it in dough and seal it with flower thread. Grandma's hands seem to have magic power, and she can always make such a delicate jiaozi. Jiaozi cooked, and I savored the delicious food, which was the warmth conveyed by grandma's fingertips. Every summer, the most unforgettable thing is the pumpkin soup made by grandma. The light blue soup makes people relax a lot, and feels much cooler after drinking it. There is a kind of sweetness called the warmth of food.
When I was a child, my grandmother always held my hand tightly. Although her hands are rough, she is warm. Grandma always smiles at me when I come to school. Once I got gastroenteritis, my grandmother came and she went to the hospital behind my back. When I touched grandma's hand, my whole body cold sweat disappeared, and I felt the warmth of those hands again. There is a kind of sweetness, which is the concern of family.
In her spare time, grandma always knits sweaters and counts several stitches while knitting. As if it could never be wrong. I have been wearing a sweater knitted by my grandmother since I was a child. Whenever I finish knitting a sweater, grandma lets me try it on. My grandmother always smiles happily when I am wearing a sweater. When they arrived at school, the students were amazed at this exquisite work of art. This sweater is not only easy to use, but also fashionable. Every time I put on grandma's sweater, I can see her face even when I'm not around. There is a kind of sweetness, which is the warmth of weaving.
"I run endlessly in the dark, surrounded by ghosts and wolves, and I can't see my fingers or the exit." I woke up suddenly and my head was covered with sweat. When I was a child, I was afraid of the dark. I began to cry. Suddenly, my hand was pulled by a big hand, which made my cold little hand feel a little warm. Grandma let go of my hand and turned on the light to tell me a bedtime story. Grandma's soft voice lit up the night sky like a bright moon and dispelled the haze. There is a kind of sweetness, which is the temperature transmitted by the fingertips.
In my spare time, my grandmother will take me to the study to pick up a brush and hold my hand to practice calligraphy. All strokes are the inheritance of culture. My grandmother's teaching is deeply engraved in my heart. My grandmother is very kind to her relatives. Once when we were a guest at a relative's house, we saw a little brother who didn't laugh. Until grandma came, the baby seemed to understand everything she said. I laughed for a while. There is a kind of sweetness, which is the inheritance of culture and the joy of life.
One morning, I went out to buy breakfast. When I got home, I gave it to my grandmother to eat. At that moment, in my heart, I think grandma's smile is the most beautiful smile in the world.
Sweet, hidden in a sentence of life, smiling one by one, in the joys and sorrows again and again. ...
There is a sweet 13. What is sweet? What is the sweetest? Sweetness is like heartfelt joy, which must be obtained by your own hands.
I don't even know if the rain will go in spring, but it will get deeper when it clears up in summer. Leisure is synonymous with my summer vacation. I sit in a rocking chair and read lazily, enjoying a short holiday.
"Sister, help me," came the child's cold and sweet voice. I smiled helplessly, looked at my spoiled sister and said, "I knew you would come to me sooner or later." "Hey, my sister is really unique." My sister hugged me and smiled like a delicate porcelain doll.
My sister is going to the second grade soon. With star-like eyes and a playful face, she grabbed my sleeve with both hands and shook it gently, coquetry asked me to help her preview math. Have fun during the summer vacation and don't preview. I patted her on the forehead. She stuck out her tongue, jumped up and down, and brought the book over.
I glanced at the book. "Where did you preview it yourself?" "All, oh, no, a little." Her face was flushed and incoherent, and her little hand rubbed unconsciously with a sly smile. "I didn't preview at all." "Hey, it's our secret!" She gave me a naughty wink and then stuck out her tongue.
Time stubbornly slips through the fingers, and the leisurely summer vacation turns into quicksand of memory and goes with the wind. When I got home in the first week of school, my mother told my sister that I got full marks in the math exam, and a warm current rose from my heart. I know it's my pleasure, too.
Pushing open my door, a breeze with the smell of fruit candy came to my face. I was surprised to see the candy on the table with a note beside it. "This is my honor and inseparable from you. Thank you. "
I picked up a piece of candy and put it in my mouth. "That's so sweet."
You Tian 14 "Knowledge is power!" Reading is one of the most direct and fastest ways to absorb new knowledge. In the process of reading, there are bitter and sweet, but all kinds of tastes are to be experienced by yourself.
If you are forced to study hard just to cope with the exam, you will either hate all the books at this time. Under such circumstances, reading is really miserable.
Chinese is the Chinese language in China, which contains profound vocabulary. Study hard and don't think, you will always understand some superficial things. Reading alone is not enough, which makes it difficult to make any progress in Chinese composition. So when I have a problem, I always sit down and think about it. Now see where words are used in extracurricular books, what do they mean, and where should they be accurately expressed?
Mathematics is the most love-hate thing in the world. It can make people realize the pain and joy of reading. Several complicated math problems are too heavy to work out. At that time, the situation will definitely make them uneasy. However, if the answers are all solved in hard study, that is the image of happiness. Think about it, if there is no initial anxiety, how can there be happiness later?
English is a language that has been in contact since the third grade. From the beginning of abcd to the later use of grammar, people feel a state of collapse. Every time my pronunciation is not accurate, every time my grammar is not accurate, I feel at a loss.
Therefore, don't give up reading because you sometimes feel the pain of reading. Just stick to it. As long as you have the spirit of going forward, you will be able to adapt to reading, and the steps leading to the ideal road will make you feel very happy.
There is a kind of sweetness 15 that people have been pursuing since ancient times. This sweetness is not only in taste buds, but also in psychology and spirit. I prefer to pursue the latter, because once the former is more, people tend to get fat.
Before, I refused to eat any "sweet" food to control my weight in judo competitions, such as cakes, white chocolate, cream, ice cream and other desserts and snacks, and I couldn't touch them at all. Not only that, but also wearing several layers of cotton-padded jackets every day, dragging heavy steps in the Taoist temple. Run round and round, panting, until dizzy, the soles of your feet are like lead, stop, put on a cotton hat to cover your sweat, and then run again later. When I get home, I can only cook with water. After a few days, my weight was finally under control.
On the day of the game, I weighed myself and sat in the audience waiting for the ticket. I'm very nervous. Finally, my name was called, and I was even more nervous when I came on stage in uniform. When the referee shouted "Go", I quickly entered the state and walked towards my opponent. The other side rushed over like a hungry tiger, and we grabbed each other's uniforms. Because I lost because of impatience before, I dare not take the initiative to make that action this time. I just lowered my center of gravity and pushed my opponent down. But the other side kept attacking and seemed inexperienced, so I found the right time to relay and fell down. After that, I played two more games. In the second game, the opponent is very passive and it is easier to win. The opponent in the last game is stronger than the first two games in terms of strength and technology, but fortunately, it is near misses. After several rounds of competition, I won the championship.
After the game, I went back to the hotel, opened my schoolbag, dug out the snacks I had already prepared and ate them. How sweet!