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Hurry! quick! quick! 5 weekly diaries
In the morning, the crisp ringing of the bell woke me up from my sleep. My mother and I went to East Lake Park for morning exercises.
The morning in East Lake Park is full of vitality. Everyone is bathing in the morning breeze. Some children are jumping up and down chasing the birds on the grass. The strong adults are running as fast as flying. Some are very old. People were doing Tai Chi there, looking very leisurely and relaxed. Under the beautiful music, many people who love dance dance cheerfully to the music.
A morning breeze mixed with the fragrance of flowers came to my face, driving away my sleepiness. I took a deep breath and started running to the melodious music. When I was tired from running, I sat on the bench, looked at the red flowers and green trees around me, and listened to the "chirping" of the birds. I couldn't help but feel happy and refreshed!
We continued to walk forward. In the small pavilion of Qifeng Pavilion, some strangers were already singing to make friends. They sang to their heart's content, and their singing spread everywhere, even the delicate lotus flowers emerging from the water. I couldn't help but nodded slightly. I sat on the bluestone and listened to this beautiful singing. I was deeply attracted. I also wanted to stand up and sing a song, but when I heard other people’s singing being so beautiful, I could only feel ashamed. .
After listening to the song, we walked across a bridge. At this time, I saw a few pigeons flying around in the sky. How free! It's great to have wings. It would be great to have wings that can fly freely in the sky like a dove and look at every corner of the world!
Then I sat on a chair, picked up the book, and read the text aloud. Reading in the early morning can not only improve my reading aloud, but also increase my vocabulary. It is really the best of both worlds.
Gradually, the sun rose higher, and I walked home on the road full of sunshine.
This morning, the crisp alarm sound woke me up from my sweet sleep. My mother and I went to the stadium for morning exercises.
The gymnasium was full of life in the morning. Everyone was bathing in the morning breeze. Some children were happily playing on the sports equipment. Those strong adults were running as fast as they could. There were also old people there. Doing Tai Chi seems very leisurely and relaxed.
A morning breeze mixed with the fragrance of flowers came to my face, driving away my sleepiness. I took a deep breath and started doing morning exercises with my mother.
We continued to walk forward, and suddenly, I saw a familiar figure. It turned out that she was Aunt Wang in our courtyard. She danced happily to the beautiful music. When I was tired from running, I sat on the bench next to me and rested. The chirping and beautiful singing of the birds in the surrounding trees made me feel happy and refreshed.
Gradually, the sun rose, and my mother and I walked home happily on the road filled with sunshine.
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A female volleyball player suddenly appeared on TV, and her heart was filled with excitement. This was my favorite TV series in elementary school. At that time, we were all very passionate and imagined the infinite beauty of the future. Each sister regarded herself as Xiaolu Junko. During that time, we wore the same hairstyle and sang the theme. The song is high-spirited, so everyone worked together to find the score and played the harmonica and recorder. What I admire about her is that she likes running, which makes my friend’s mother very confused as to why I like morning exercise so much. I learned Xiaolu’s signature and wrote it down on the first page of my weekly diary in the first grade of junior high school. The teacher actually called my name Xiaolu. The whole class explained it in unison. It was always embarrassing, but I still felt good. So many years have passed, and when I look back at the old times, I feel so sorry for myself, and I want to cry while watching it. Like the me now confessing to my elementary school self, I knelt in front of that child and begged her for forgiveness because I failed to keep the vows I made with her. In fact, I failed to keep many vows. Maybe I can cheer up after repenting, and hope that my future will be a struggle. Don’t make promises easily, because you have to follow them for the rest of your life. This must be remembered. Fight for my future!
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Generally speaking, fathers do not seem to be as great as mothers, and there are really not many words that fathers have. In every milestone of life, the mother's love is more depicted, while the father only plays the role of "the hero behind the scenes". In fact, a father's love is also great, but the way he loves his children is different from that of a mother. Father's love is so implicit and deep, melted into their perseverance and pride.
Let’s talk about my father. He is too ordinary. He is of medium height and has the same face as ordinary people. His yellow skin reveals kindness. His clothes are not outstanding, simple but neat.
When I was young, when my father was asked to make some toys, small productions, etc., he would always do the work silently, without saying a word or showing a smile. He didn’t promise not to do it for me, but after a few days, he would do it for me in a decent way. To make it like this, he must have spent a lot of effort behind his back, but he still didn’t say anything. In a word, without showing a smile.
That time, we had to make a small production, and I helped to make it until late at night. My mother felt very distressed and told me to go to bed, and I fell asleep as soon as I lay down. In the middle of the night, I heard conversations in my sleep and woke up. I walked over gently and saw that my father was still "working overtime" on the small production. Looking at the rough hands, a warm current surged up from time to time. I went to bed with tears in my eyes. As soon as I close my eyes, I see my father's tall figure.
The next day, what he handed me was the perfect little handmade product. I didn’t know how late he was working, but when he handed it to me, he didn’t say any pain or tears. It is the greatest love a father has for his children. This kind of love is so implicit that the children you love deeply cannot deeply understand it.
My father loves his job. He is often away from home for work, so whenever he is free, we often take him out to play. Of course, such opportunities are rare.
For the first time, I took a closer look at my father. That weather-beaten face was full of love for his children, but because of his father's restraint and seriousness, he never expressed it in his words. For the first time, I felt my father's hands carefully. Those hands that have gone through many vicissitudes of life are full of carvings of time. It was something that I, who was always acting like a spoiled child in my mother's arms, had never touched.
It’s not that the father of every child doesn’t love his child. Although they are not very close on the surface, in fact they are not good at expressing this love. My father is one of them!
Unknowingly, it has been four weeks since high school, and I feel like I have just survived a terminal illness, and a new life has begun again.
Thinking back to junior high school, it was such a nourishing life. After three and a half years of study and half-time, it was different. It was different in high school. No matter what, we had to go to college, so It's impossible to mix up, so we have to study hard. As far as China's education system is concerned, points are the truth.
Truth is truth, but truth is not something everyone can achieve, just like Newton could be hit by an apple while sitting under a tree, but I could only catch bird droppings under the tree. So sometimes the pursuit of truth requires some skills. The teachers said it - it won't work without adding "we", because every teacher's words are like everyone colluding with each other. Teachers have said that there are four necessary steps for high school study: 1. Preview before class, 2. Listen carefully in class, 3. Review after class, and 4. Do homework. So I did. But the results were still unsatisfactory. The math guy seemed to have a hard time with me. No matter when I was in elementary school, middle school, or even now in high school, he always pulled me back. I was puzzled. The math guy was really a direction freak. The force of pulling forward is applied backward! !
After four weeks of adaptation, I finally made up my mind to introduce mathematics to the right path. Although I am committed to literature, I will not be able to escape mathematics in the next three years, so... ..
Trajectory
Walking on the summer path, I was alone, the flowers and trees bloomed brightly, it was a very warm beauty, the sky was high and the clouds were light. , the wind passed by with a smile, and the quiet touch permeated the light sadness.
I thought I had forgotten it, completely and completely, but it always crossed my mind inadvertently. Only then did I realize that they were still hidden in the depths of my memory, gently and silently, allowing me to look back one day and see the happy face I once had.
Those people, those things, those free-spirited smiles, those youthful and ignorant smiles, all disappeared after a few years when I was in a daze like a dream.
Dreams are illusory, but my feelings are so real. Moreover, if it is a dream, then whose smile and happiness in the past belong to me? I look back and see that the roads I have walked have been added to the background, the white flowers and blue water and the faint sunlight. But what about those people? How come those people who have been chasing and running together for several years are missing? Why do I feel empty inside when the background is so beautiful and fulfilling? I remember I just took a nap. Why was there nothing when I woke up? Was it really a thousand-year dream?
I didn’t believe it, so I searched along those roads, but along the way I found nothing except the scenery that once made me warm and happy. I only heard Jay’s familiar voice. : "I can still see the traces of your departure when I close my eyes, and I keep looking for the missing figure in the moonlight..." Over and over again, keep singing, until it gets dark, until the sadness comes to an end.
So I stood there, at a loss. I don't know whether I should go back to the present or continue searching. I'm afraid that my past memories will no longer reappear and all traces of the past will disappear.
Because the road has an end, and the trajectory also has breaking points.
Suddenly I missed the time when I wore braids, with fingers intertwined, blue sky and white clouds, a group of young and ignorant children holding hands and singing nursery rhymes that they had already heard, walking in the sunshine of the years, from the past Now, from reality to dream, I helplessly watched them go into the distance. I saw their sadness, faint, permeating the path they walked, turning into pink cherry blossoms, falling brilliantly and sadly, and those memories and happiness just disappeared.
But I am still here.
So what should I do? Should we continue to go through the fleeting years or stay here to keep the track that we have traveled through all the years? However, the past is so far away from me, how should I recall it?
Should I keep walking until I sit where I used to look up at the blue sky when I was young, and calmly watch the trajectory of this life?
At that time, are the memories of those years still there?
"I would be in a daze, then smile slightly, and then close my eyes tightly...the tears in my heart blurred my vision, and I could no longer see..."
Don’t want to grow up
I remember when I was two years old, I was wearing a pure white gauze skirt, carrying a schoolbag with a painting of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, and skipping to kindergarten; I was careful not to break my leg when I was running like crazy, but I bit my lip hard to prevent myself from crying; when I was four years old, I sat in front of the piano and cried helplessly because I couldn't play Bach's crappy etudes; when I was five years old, I didn't like it because I couldn't play it. Cutting hair and staring hard at the barber in the mirror.
When I was six years old, I went to elementary school and went to class. I didn’t like studying. I looked out the window and my thoughts were far away. When I was seven years old, I studied hard on a whim, and the result was at the end of the semester. I took home all kinds of awards, but I stuffed them at the bottom of the box; when I was eight years old, I would cry inexplicably while playing "Autumn Whispers" smoothly; when I was nine years old, holding the guitar, Sitting on the balcony, weaving my own songs; when I was ten years old, I was divided into classes. I carried my schoolbag and walked into the new classroom without looking back. Then I lay on my desk and slept all morning. When I woke up, I found My face is wet, but I don’t admit that I cried in my dream; when I was fourteen, I worked on pptt until two o’clock in the morning for the class concert; now I am fifteen, what am I doing? Busy for school? Well... what about the future at the age of sixteen? Will I still play guitar, go shopping, and eat ice cream alone?
The setting sun is like blood. Returning birds fly across the sky. We always remember the past too clearly, but inadvertently forget the present. Life is like a long river. This may sound like preaching but it is actually true. If life is really a long river, then I can't imagine the scene of it drying up. If memories can be sealed so easily, wouldn't I have lost a lot?
One day. When I woke up and washed my face, I faced the sunshine in the cartoon basin and put my hands in it. It was cold and broken. My tears fell suddenly and disappeared immediately when they hit the water. A strange thought immediately came to my mind: "God loves you." Yes, God loves each of us, but no one knows how much He loves.
Every time I have a holiday, I will be very happy. I always hold the days of holiday in my hands and count them day by day. Until one night before going to bed, I suddenly discovered that tomorrow is the beginning of the new semester, and then I suddenly felt disappointed.
That summer
Friendship is a drifting bottle, let’s see if we can keep it until the last step of our lives. The warm sunshine shines on my little heart. We play happily on the seashore with our little feet, and the thin white sand passes between my toes. The sea breeze blew "hurrah", and the coconut trees swayed their heads happily. We are treading on the beautiful mat of friendship. ----Inscription
"That summer, the quiet sea..." The singing voice coming from nowhere reminds me of you...
In my impression, you are just a stupid child. He always looked at me with a simple and honest expression on his face. You can blame others because you lost a pen, or you can be happy because someone asked you for five cents.
For an angel, the most important thing is the heart and wings. For you, the most important thing is a cheerful smile.
We are just a piece of white paper, after different colors The rendering becomes different colors. I don’t know why, but every time I change seats, I can sit next to you. Let us attribute it to those two very clear words, fate. When I first saw the nickname someone gave you, I burst out laughing, and you laughed along with me stupidly. In this way, we became good friends for no reason. You always like to stare blankly at my incomprehensible behavior, and then ask innocently: "Why?" You can also play and sing by yourself at parties without any shame, and do some weird actions. This is also difficult for me to understand. You are so stupid, so naive.
The farthest distance is not the ends of the world, but that I am in front of you but you cannot see it.
Now, every time I imagine that I am playing in the park, and suddenly someone slaps me on the back. When I look back, you are standing in front of me, looking at me with laughter, and then, We chased and fought like usual. Every time I want to run under your house and shout those two words that don’t require soundproofing symbols and don’t have the pronunciation of “er”: Lin Qin. However, there always seems to be a layer of glass between us that cannot be pushed open or broken. Destiny always teases people like this ----- completely
"That summer you and I hid in this large peaceful sea, and we were still there later, full of expectations for the world. This year In autumn, you are no longer here, leaving a piece of space in my heart. I am very happy to meet you, and I finally understand that memories are really wonderful."
The happy stars look very close, but also seem very far away. I believe that you and I can both get it.
Answer
When I was a child, like other children, I loved playing guessing games. If the question is simple, you can guess the answer at once; if the question is complex, you can also find the answer from the answer book. At the time, I didn’t have a deep understanding of puzzles. All I know is that the answers to all mysteries can be found in books or from elders.
Slowly, I grew up and went to elementary school. There are many question marks for new things, new questions, and new knowledge. But almost all puzzles can have answers from the teacher. The teacher knows almost everything and knows everything. At that time, I had the energy to get to the bottom of everything. "Teacher, how do you know so much? Where did you know it? How can I know so much as you do?" I asked suspiciously. "Study hard and read more." The teacher said softly. Is this really the case?
Gradually, I grew up and went to middle school. As the difficulty of knowledge deepened, I had many more questions, but I could still get answers from books or teachers. But as I grow up, I have more and more contact with the outside world. I discovered that this world is not as beautiful as I imagined. A good student turns into a bad student, a good person turns into a bad person, a good cadre turns into a corrupt criminal... Why is there such a change? Is it true, as people say, that the environment changes people? However, the environment is also created by people! Why? Who can tell me the answer?
I am an emotional person. When I learned that my elementary school classmates turned into street gangsters, I was dumbfounded. Why is this happening? They were so innocent, so kind, and so lovable back then. But now, he has become a street rat—everyone shouts to beat him. Why? Why do people change, and why do they change so much? Maybe I'm changing too. I have no idea. Where is the answer? Where?
I still have many unanswered mysteries. Why do people die? In the past, I had no idea about death, and I never knew what death was, let alone how I felt about it. But he made me fear and question death. He was a new student who transferred to our class a year ago. He was very lively and cheerful, but two months later, he died. Is it so easy to die? Why can't people control life and death? The answer is, where are you? Come out quickly!
I think about it all the time. Slowly, I realized that there are many mysteries in the world, but the answers need to be discovered, experienced, and explored by yourself. Some things are just like that and cannot be answered.
I am still growing and exploring. I believe that I will be able to find the answer to the mystery of life.
I am a fish
A fish in water, a fish in water, the two have such an intimate relationship. When I say I am a fish, water dare not respond.
Whether it is congenital or acquired, there is always a smell of water in the body. I like water, I like to listen to the sound of running water, and I like playing in the water. I really want to be a fish, and I jump in happily and wash myself. Get rid of the dust on your body and swim as much as you want, with a body of colorful scales and a pair of crystal-like eyes.
In "Finding Nemo", there are three kind-hearted clownfish. They are members of the Atlantic Ocean. The family of three unites as one. Whenever they encounter unexpected events, they can always defeat the devil with the power of love. , although the mother of the clownfish has died, the father and son are still optimistic about everything. During the whole day parade, it seems that the father and son are very fragile, but inside they are so strong and brave, and they overcome many difficulties together, every time After the storm, you can see colorful rainbows. Finally, you escape from the clutches of the devil and conquer all the fish with love.
That is what I have always longed for. If I can, I am willing to challenge this test of defeating evil, but it requires a lot of perseverance. If you are not a master who has been tempered for thousands of times, how can you shine with the light of love? To brighten the world, is it possible for me to be like Kuafu, who used his own weak strength to complete the mission of the people in the world? Maybe I can't do it, but I will still be a fish, and I will silently bless all people. The father and son in the Atlantic Ocean are united, brave, and possess a precious love.
My friends often say that I am too obsessed. Yes, I do have a pure love for water. My love for water is unshakable. Although I have good skills, I may not be the best. As a good sailor, I never seek the best, only excellence. The most important thing is to participate in everything. My biggest dream now is to live by the river. During the day, the sounds of nature are the most beautiful music. All the members of nature are watching my performance. It is so proud to have nature as the audience. What a happy and precious thing. As the saying goes, "Use the sky as a cover, the earth as a house, and fish in the water freely." At night, that is a steady fish, it is quietly in the water, quietly blending with the water. Say some whispers and express your feelings. It is the most real dialogue, without lies or deception. When it sheds tears, the tears dissolve in the river and melt the sorrow in the heart.
The sound of running water woke me up from my dream. I came to the river and saw a beautiful mermaid with a faint light. It summoned all the fireflies and flew around her. When she saw me, the stars in the sky were all bright. I jumped down desperately and swam to her side quickly. I was deeply fascinated by her. Even the lotus flower opened its petals. With the power of God, She turned me into a little fish again, and she took me and ran to the sea together. I couldn't help but call her "Mom". She nodded slightly to me and said, "My child, I have brought you to the world. You I want to create my own sky for you. My own strength is stronger than what I can help you with. You are a good fish and we all believe in you." After saying that, he disappeared into the vast sea. I am a fish, a brave fish. fish.
The fish sheds tears, and the water knows that I am a fish, and I want to roam the sea and use my feeble power to fulfill the promise of my life.
Cherish
Throughout the ages, many people have written articles about cherishing time, which fully illustrates the importance of cherishing time. But in fact, many people don’t value time very much, especially our teenage friends (including me of course) who don’t know the importance of time yet. They think they can play whatever they like, and they haven’t tasted life yet. The ups and downs of life, no thought of the future, no thought of what to do in the future, how to maintain life.
For doctors, time is very important, because every second delay may be related to a person's life safety; for soldiers, on the battlefield, it is another second difference. It may cause the entire army to be annihilated. Regarding... But some students may also say this: "We are not soldiers or doctors. We are still young. We were late for class. We just shouted a report and let us in. After today, there is still tomorrow. Our days are still long anyway! ~Why should we care so much about time?” I don’t quite agree with this view. Because good habits are developed since childhood, and now we must cherish time even when we are young. Looking at the time today, of course it is still long, but if we continue to look at it like this, what does it mean? . If you let even a little bit of time pass, then your life is basically "I came to this world naked, and will I go back naked in the blink of an eye?"
I believe everyone has had this. I have heard the term "the stupid bird flies first", and I believe everyone can understand the meaning of this term. Whenever I hear this word, I will think of Darwin's famous saying: "I do not think that half an hour is an insignificant period of time. Every second is precious to man." Darwin's motto This is the voice of thousands of people who cherish their time.
Students, please seize the time now! When studying, you must concentrate on it. Do your best in everything, don't be too busy remembering the past and looking forward to tomorrow. The time that belongs to you is only today, only now. There is a saying that "heartbeat is not as good as action, so you cannot just say that you should cherish time without seeing your actions. I call on everyone to seize every minute and every second of time, because time waits for no one. To If we want to live a fulfilling life, we must cherish every minute and every second God gives us to make our life more exciting and make our life more valuable. /p>
It’s hard to make money
During the holidays, my mother gave me a difficult question: earn 30 yuan by yourself. The premise is that it is reasonable, reasonable and legal. If you succeed, you will agree to take me. Go to Xiamen.
My mind is spinning. Why does my mother ask me to earn 30 yuan? I don’t have any money to spend. In fact, I only need to help my parents wash dishes and mop. Yes, 30 yuan is not easy to earn, but it doesn’t seem interesting to put my parents’ money in my own pocket, so...
On Sunday, I went straight to my grandma’s house to find out my sister’s score. No, I sat next to my sister with a smile and said, "Sister, have you finished your summer vacation homework? Is there anything that can’t be done? Do you want my sister to give me some guidance? "My sister listened to me asking so many questions, but she didn't know how to answer them one by one, so she could only nod. Ha, the little sister has done it! I went around to my sister's mother and said to my aunt:
"Auntie, you see my sister's grades are always failing to improve. This is not good. This will directly affect her entrance into junior high school!"
"Who says it's not the case? I'm worried about it too. . There are so many things she doesn't know about her summer homework, and I probably don't know more than she does. How can I help her? "
" Please hire a tutor! ”
“That’s easy to say! Nowadays, each tutor is more shady than the other. I don’t know how the payment will be, but the prices offered are extremely expensive. How can I have the spare money to hire a tutor? "
Hehe, it seems that my aunt also went to inquire about the current market situation, but this played into my hands:
"Aunt, you see, although my current grades are not top-notch. , but I can still tutor the fifth grade questions with ease. It's not expensive at all. It costs five yuan an hour. Where can I find such a cheap thing? Super affordable! There is no shop like this after passing this village! Don't miss this opportunity, the time will never come again!
My aunt laughed: "Little girl, when did you have such a strong financial mind?" ”
“Now is an economic society. How can you get along in the future if you don’t have any economic acumen. "So, the transaction was successful.
In the next few days, I went to my sister’s house on time every day to help her with her homework, but my sister either didn’t listen or was distracted, playing with erasers and pencils, sometimes insisting that my answers were right. , after two hours every day, I was so exhausted that when I got home, I fell on the bed and didn’t want to move.
It’s so difficult! Tutoring is really not easy. Tricky and weird questions, weird and tricky students, it’s really nerve-wracking. This time, my ability to use my hands, brain, and mouth has improved a lot, and my brain cells have also suffered heavy losses. Every loss has its own gain. Both my father and mother looked at me with admiration and took me to Xiamen as promised.
But making money is still much harder than I imagined...!
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1. Write about what books you have read, which one gave you the greatest feeling, and how you felt
2. The August 1st Army Founding Section, talk about your understanding of soldiers. It can be combined with what has happened in China in the past two years, all of which have the contribution of the People's Liberation Army.
3. August 8th is the first anniversary of the Beijing Olympics. Talk about your understanding of the Olympics. The Olympic spirit has always been there. You must learn the Olympic spirit.
4. The World Championships in Berlin are over. You can talk about your love for sports, which star you like, why you like him, and what inspires you.
5. Many new movies have been released recently, talk about which movie inspires you. I have deep feelings about which movie I think is better
6. Travel experience (if you haven’t traveled, just search online)
7. It’s not easy to see your parents, Know how to cherish your current life
8. Growing pains
9. Talk about your favorite music, stars, and the impact of music on you
10. Life An unforgettable thing in
11. Snow scene
12. Changes in your hometown
13. Party
14. Looking to the future
15. The upcoming Spring Festival, New Year’s expectations
16. The first day of the first lunar month of this year is Valentine’s Day. Let’s talk about the differences between Chinese and Western cultures
< p>17. If you are working during the holidays, you can talk about your experience18. Talk about the changes and diversity of TV programs. For example, CCTV has many channels, each of which can meet the needs of different people
19. Hobbies
20. Talk about your progress compared to before, and what else is there Disadvantages
Weekly diary is to record every feeling in life.
You can also make some excerpts, excerpt the words and sentences you like, and add your comments.
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