I see. 1 Remember when you loved talking and I loved laughing? Now the sea is vast. How many injuries did you forget after drinking a few glasses of wine?
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The afternoon sunshine lazily won every corner of the campus and dyed everyone's face golden. The afternoon wind gently blows everything, and occasionally a few leaves rustle in the wind.
You are sitting in the classroom, looking feebly at this group of dream catchers around you. Koi fish and koi fish have a bright future. How much touch and pain did this group of people give you? You look at your friend who is doing his homework. Hum, you sneer. Do you remember what you heard when you stood quietly behind the door last night?
"What do I do to care about her? I am qualified to say me. " You wanted to hide behind the door to surprise chestnut, but when you heard this, you were uneasy and afraid of what she said. You didn't expect that such a peaceful girl is like this in front of your classmates and behind their backs. You put your hand on your heart to calm that restless heart and try to continue listening. "Who do you think you are?" You gently hold the wall with your hand. You know what you are talking about. Chestnuts are drinking and falling in love this semester. When I couldn't help it, I said, "Chestnut, be careful in the future. Don't humiliate yourself too much. It's not good to associate with boys too deeply. We are still young. " She nodded gently, and you were relieved, but now what? You resist the urge to cry and go forward. "I just regard her as a classmate and don't know much about her." You stop, that's all. I am very romantic.
Dewdrops were still hanging on the branches in the morning. You rushed to the hair room with red eyes and asked what was wrong with you. You sobbed at her. Mix patted you on the shoulder, wiped the tears from your eyes and listened to you quietly. When you finished, she said, "So that's it. Actually, I wanted to tell you, but you are so stupid. "
On that day, you wrote in your diary: once you were the luck I wanted to keep most, now you are the memory I want to erase most. Now you understand Qian Zhongshu's sentence: the formation of true friendship is not intentional, but accidental and unconscious. That's it. From this friendship, you have been trying to please her. In fact, there is a very good saying: I am as drunk as a dog without wine in your dimples, and she doesn't have dimples at all.
I see. When I was two hours old, although I was unfamiliar with the word "ocean" and thought it was just a reservoir full of danger at any time, I was still full of dreams and fantasies about it. So I opened the book "Towards the Ocean" with great expectation, and I found that the ocean is not as simple as I imagined, it is simply unfathomable. ...
It turns out that the ocean is not what we see, only blue water, some precious medicinal materials, rich mineral resources and a variety of creatures. Perhaps, the ocean will become the hope of people in the future. Many parts of the world are suffering from drought and water shortage. Therefore, we should turn our attention to the ocean and desalinate seawater to ensure that human beings have enough water resources. Of course, it is not only the sea water that can help people in the ocean, but also the fish oil of sardines, the stings of jellyfish and the beautiful corals on the seabed. You may think, how can these help people? In fact, these are some precious medicinal materials on the seabed, which are of great help to the human body. Now the population is increasing and the living space is getting bigger and bigger. What can we do? Don't worry, technology is more and more developed now. I think our idea of building an underwater city will definitely come true, but at that time, the increase of population was not a problem for us at all ... Ah, the contribution of the ocean to us is so great!
But now, there are many tourists who go to the seaside to play. They throw rubbish everywhere. When the waves come, they will throw garbage into the sea, causing a lot of pollution to the ocean, and a large number of creatures will face death because of breathing polluted seawater for a long time. Others cut off their wings, tails and other parts to make money, regardless of the life and death of marine life, and sell them in the market. I want to ask these people, do you really have no compassion? Is your conscience really covered by money? How cruel ...
Here, I want to tell people that although there are inexhaustible treasures in the ocean, it is impossible for the ocean to contribute to us forever if we continue to pollute the ocean and kill marine life without restraint. Therefore, in order to develop and utilize the ocean, we must first protect the ocean and rare marine resources. In this way, the ocean will be happy to make its own contribution!
Students, let's join hands now and sing "Protect the Ocean" together.
It turns out that there are always some incredible things in a person's life, and in these things, there are ordinary and novel; There are joys and troubles; There are surprises and feelings. Of course, some things will bring some problems that you can't cope with, such as troubles, and when you are unhappy about it, there will always be someone to help you through the difficulties. At this time, you can't help but say "Ah, so that's it". Of course, since we said such a beginning, we naturally experienced such a thing.
On a sunny morning, several white clouds were embedded in the blue sky. White clouds go up and down, floating around, constantly changing, setting off a quiet and peaceful atmosphere. However, for me, this day is not only not quiet and peaceful, but also very lively. Our school held a sports meeting that day, and the women's 800 meters were the busiest.
First, we lined up neatly and entered the playground. Class after class, the momentum is huge, like a lively dragon, winding on the playground. The game is about to start. Seeing the players gearing up, they are eager to try. Suddenly, gunshots rang out, and several other athletes and I were running on this red plastic track. I take firm steps and face the warm spring breeze. The spring breeze caresses my face like my mother's warm hand, and the sun shines on my face warmly, like a caterpillar crawling on my face. I am running on the runway in this peaceful atmosphere with a happy mood.
As time goes on, I am getting more and more tired. I ran hard on the playground, and the red plastic runway seemed to turn into a flame, which made me sweat. My breath is louder than the wind in my ear.
"I'm too tired to run fast." As soon as I had this idea, my speed slowed down immediately, and several other students ran in front of me. God, help me! Just as I was struggling on the runway, I suddenly heard the voice of my classmates cheering for me. At this time, I have the motivation again. This "come on" is my God, it saved me.
Yes, I can't lose to 800 meters! Come on! The sound of cheering seems to melt into my body and condense my strength.
My speed has increased again. I held my breath, passed by one person after another, and finally returned to my original position. They are all surprised that I can run so fast. Finally, the game is over. Although I didn't get a good ranking in this competition, this competition made me understand a truth: "No matter what happens, as long as you work hard and persist, you will succeed."
After the race, someone asked me why I could run so fast at the end, so I said to them, "Your refueling gave me strength."
When everyone heard this, they all said, "Ah, so that's it." .
I see. I'm holding a meteor crescent knife and shouting …. I cross my legs and lean against the wall, watching my classmates busy, while I am humming here. I am really proud.
Hey? The teacher is coming! I quickly made a pain before the teacher stepped in the door. I cried "Ouch, Ouch ..." clutching my stomach, and I didn't forget to squeeze out two tears. The teacher came over and asked me with the same concern: "What? Still have a stomachache? Do you want to go home? " I quickly said, "No, sir, I'll be on duty right away." I was just about to pick up the broom. The teacher held me down and said, "If you don't feel well, have a good rest. Don't push yourself too hard. " Don't forget to pour me a cup of hot water from someone else's pot. Then I touched my head lovingly and turned and walked out of the classroom.
As soon as the teacher left, I immediately regained my former air. One by one, my classmates sent me contemptuous waves, and I made a face at them. Anyway, I haven't escaped this kind of cleaning twice. Is this necessary? Anyway, I just don't want to do that tiring job!
At this time, I don't know who sent a cry "labor! So ~ so happy! " The aria of. Then the whole class began to respond, and poems praising labor came out. "ah!" "ah!" One by one. I shouted at them, "Hey, hey, don't try to seduce me!" "But I still can't help itching, secretly sweeping the floor in the corner.
In a short time, I entered the state and began to be busy everywhere, mopping the floor and cleaning the windows. It is becoming more and more energetic. One minute I shouted over there, the next I shouted over here, I ran to help, and the next I ran to help. Unconsciously, an hour passed, and we looked at the fruits of our labor-clean and tidy classroom with our classmates. We were very happy. Labor is really happy!
At this time, the teacher came over with a broom and asked, "Who will sweep the corridor again?" I am still unfinished, and immediately responded: "Teacher, I will go!" The teacher was surprised: "You? You're not ...? "I smiled and looked back at the smiling classmates in the class. At the same time, he said loudly and affectionately: "Labor is really happy!" "
I see. I fell in love with the model airplane that year.
By chance, I saw the Chinese UAV's own plane on TV, and my heart jumped. I also want to make my own plane.
In the school's model airplane club, I passed all the tests, and finally it was time to assemble the plane. Although I have some vague impressions of the model airplane assembly in my mind, I can't help but be a little flustered when I see hundreds of various parts on the table.
The teacher said that the first lesson of assembling the model airplane is to practice independently, and it is impossible to count on the teacher's help except the instructions. You can only do it yourself! I open the instruction manual, um, the red adapter, plastic line number L, first lift the small buckle on the adapter, see one end of the line inserted, loosen your hand and tighten it with screws. Doesn't it look difficult? ...
Ten minutes have passed, and everything is under my control. ...
All right, the internal system is assembled, the casing is installed and the flight test is carried out. When I turned on the remote control, the red light on the remote control kept beating. Obviously, it didn't dock with the plane. Isn't the central axis on the infinite connection connected to the circuit and circuit board? I took the plane apart, jumped out the wire with a screwdriver, checked it and put it back carefully. Sure enough, the wrong circuit was connected, but because of the wrong installation, the circuit port was burnt out, so we had to change two wires.
The problem is that I only have one backup line. Connect the wires to the panel. If not, the plane's sense of direction will be disordered. Cut a small hole in the middle of the wire and connect it with the guide; Still no, the motor can't be stressed; Cut the wire once and for all, connect the energy amplifier, and then use the dredge to distinguish it. It can be controlled normally, but the signal can only be received for ten seconds. ...
"I'm finished." Why, someone finished it before me. You know, my test scores are among the best in the model airplane class, and I got the first place.
I gradually became irritable, and the original "vibrant" part suddenly became "lifeless", and I had an impulse to smash it. Inadvertently saw the "hanging aside" energy amplifier-can you use the amplifier instead of the special wire? I immediately raised my fighting spirit again in my mind, pressed the loudspeaker on the transmission device and connected the wire at the other end. Push the left hand pull rod left and right, the tail camel is normal, push it up and down, and the motor is normal. Push the right hand lever up and down, the tail is normal, push it left and right, the side abdomen is normal, and everything is normal!
"Ah, so that's it!" I jumped up from my seat with joy. An energy amplifier can replace a dedicated wire. In hindsight, I feel that there are no absolute difficulties in the world. As long as we are positive and keep exploring, we will eventually "ah, so that's it."
I see. Happiness doesn't need gorgeous language description, great action proof or expensive fine decoration. Happiness is everywhere. You need to feel it with your heart and love. Only in this way can you feel that happiness is so simple.
Happiness is natural.
Of the gurgling streams, I hold the clearest one, that is happiness; Burning maple leaves, I pick the reddest one, that is happiness; Warm sunshine, I hold the brightest ray, that is happiness; Welcome the moonlight, I kiss the brightest beam, which is also happiness. ...
Happiness lies in family ties.
A cup of good Longjing tea, steaming coarse tea in my mother's dexterous hand, a plate of exquisite food in my father's rough hand, sweet and sour candy, a precious jewelry, and patched clothes in my grandmother's calloused hand.
Happiness lies in friendship.
Happiness may be money, status and power, but these can never bring you true friendship. Never give up your best friend and unite with your friends.
In the early morning, a few wisps of breeze came to my face, and the fresh air was refreshing. The friend waving to you in the distance and the green tree next to her caught your attention off guard. You answered in surprise and walked up quickly. Sunlight dripped from the cracks in the leaves and reflected on the smiling faces of two friends. This is a pleasant friendship between friends.
Happiness is in the book.
Walking into the antique bookshelves, the scarlet bookshelves have gradually faded. Pick up a faint and fragrant book, gently open the yellowed pages and record the ancient history. The broken parchment reflects the light of wisdom. Inadvertently looked up and found the moonlight flowing through the window. Unconsciously, I had been swimming in the happy ocean of knowledge for a whole day.
Suddenly found that happiness is so simple. Because happiness is a feeling. It is the experience of beautiful nature, the experience of ordinary family friendship and the pursuit of knowledge. When you are silent, it shines on you like the gentle light of the sun, moon and stars, and casts a veil of happiness on the earth.
Every flower in full bloom in this world is the best witness of happiness.
I see. The warm sun in winter is quiet and serene, and a little light kisses the earth, which fluctuates slightly with the breath of the earth.
The Spring Festival is just around the corner. Red lanterns and gold decorated Spring Festival couplets are hanging at hand, surging with the celebration of the Spring Festival. Every corner of the world is gradually covered with golden red.
In addition to my home, the Spring Festival couplets posted at the door are so out of place in the dazzling golden light around-vigorous fonts, black and red colors, majestic momentum. Grandpa wrote them all.
In the early morning of New Year's Eve, grandpa spread out red paper as usual, reflecting the winter sunshine, sending love between pen and ink, ready to show his talents.
He dipped the brush in pen and ink, raised his pen and raised his hand neatly. Wrist twists and turns, gently, the ink is slightly scattered, and it becomes a stroke. Sometimes like a tactful swallow-tailed silkworm head, sometimes like a drawn sword across the sky. I seem to hear the sound of force penetrating the back of the paper.
The charm of Chinese characters has been perfectly interpreted by him at this time. Horizontal, such as running water, reflects the dignity of rhythm; Standing like a pine and cypress, it shows a lofty backbone; On the left, if the willow branches shake, they are graceful and charming; The mountain, like a mountain, shows great momentum. He was so absorbed in writing his work The Warm Sun that he stopped beating him.
Grandpa put down his pen, stared at his works of art, frowned and sighed. I was puzzled until I asked a question.
"I know why you ask," Grandpa slowly raised his head and looked at the Spring Festival couplets printed by his neighbor. His eyes gradually drifted away, as if he had crossed an endless tunnel and came to his youth. "At that time, because of my good handwriting, everyone came to me to write couplets. Everyone is busy and frequents. Just like now, not many people are willing to write couplets, but they all buy them. How can the couplets that can be bought be written with charm? "
Ah, I see. I suddenly understood why grandpa insisted on writing couplets for so many years.
Behind the original Spring Festival couplets written by grandpa, his sadness about the disappearance of the flavor of the year and his reservation of traditional culture are condensed.
I seem to see grandpa reaching out his thin hand to catch the distant ink fragrance.
During the lively Spring Festival, everyone is busy brushing red envelopes and sending blessings. However, few people are willing to put down their mobile phones, chat with their neighbors and talk to their families.
Grandpa expresses the meaning behind the Spring Festival couplets with his own actions, but who can understand his good intentions?
China's 5,000-year-old civilization should be passed down by us.
I put my grandfather's handwriting on the lintel correctly, and the word "harmony" flowed from my pen. Look up, the sun is just right.