I am looking for a fantasy novel.

I always forget my dreams at night, in the blue night sky.

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Unconsciously, spring has left with a brisk pace. It's early summer, and Chongqing is getting hotter and hotter. It seems to be much more agitated, flashy and noisy.

I still look at the night sky sideways through the French window in a very childhood way. What I see is a bright night sky without stars, which may be a pity, but it may render the prosperity of Chongqing as a whole.

It will be quiet tonight, and my parents won't be here.

It will be noisy tonight, because outside the window.

I saw the moon. It was a waning moon. It stood in a pale and proud posture. The moonlight is not bright, but at least it is as clear as water. I suddenly remembered Su Shi's Night Tour in Chengtian Temple, but I'm afraid people prefer "I wish people a long time and take Wan Li Road."

Early summer is a pure taste, and night is a deep prayer.

I always like the night, especially the quiet night. In early summer, I like the just moderate heat, just like parting, full of hope and vitality, fresh and yearning.

The night in early summer begins with shyness.

Chongqing is my hometown. In my eyes, it is getting more and more perfect. But I often can't see the stars. Those childhood dreams missed me at this elegant beginning of my youth. I don't know if I will remember my dreams, my childhood and my youth when I sit on the tail of youth.

It's getting louder and louder. Did you see it? The neon outside the window is bright, and countless tall buildings stand proudly. I don't know if I will remember the green grass outside my childhood window. It's concrete now, and it's even more lonely in the cold night.

But I know the ending, and I know this is a sign of urban progress, because nothing can remain the same. There are always people who say that things are different, so what about things?

We are walking through every season with a listening attitude, and we can no longer feel whether the wind blowing from our ears is happy or painful. Spring has passed, missed the beginning of a semester, missed the recovery of everything in spring. The fleeting time and beautiful footprints are my memories.

Now I can only wave goodbye, just like saying goodbye to my classmates when I graduate. I keep telling myself to always remember those strong faces that I will never see again, smile, and then I find that I can't do anything about it.

Everyone is just a passer-by in each other's life, just like the night in early summer is an episode of countless seasons and countless days. So learn to cherish it better.

Some people say that if you do one thing repeatedly every day, you will find that time passes quickly.

I think so, too. When I stand in the carriage of the light rail and see countless criss-crossing buildings and winding asphalt roads, I look at the faint smiling face of time, which is recorded in our lives and parasitic in our lives.

The night in early summer is beautiful, but the passage of time is real.

I used to love the world, but I didn't know how small I was until I saw The Divine Comedy. There is no absolute thing, no absolute time and no absolute love.

It's early summer night, quiet, like a sleeping child. Maybe the car horn is really the best lullaby.

Learn to face life with courage, learn to face life with pride, and learn to face time with tenacity.

Early summer night.

Please tell me what a wonderful evening it is.

Now all I can sing is the chapter on heaven:

I saw scattered pages of the whole universe.

Completely collected in the depths of light.

Kindness is bound into a complete book.

Physical and accidental things

And the relationship between them.

It seems to be integrated.

So what I said is just a simple picture.

I always forget my dreams at night, in the blue night sky.

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Unconsciously, spring has left with a brisk pace. It's early summer, and Chongqing is getting hotter and hotter. It seems to be much more agitated, flashy and noisy.

I still look at the night sky sideways through the French window in a very childhood way. What I see is a bright night sky without stars, which may be a pity, but it may render the prosperity of Chongqing as a whole.

It will be quiet tonight, and my parents won't be here.

It will be noisy tonight, because outside the window.

I saw the moon. It was a waning moon. It stood in a pale and proud posture. The moonlight is not bright, but at least it is as clear as water. I suddenly remembered Su Shi's Night Tour in Chengtian Temple, but I'm afraid people prefer "I wish people a long time and take Wan Li Road."

Early summer is a pure taste, and night is a deep prayer.

I always like the night, especially the quiet night. In early summer, I like the just moderate heat, just like parting, full of hope and vitality, fresh and yearning.

The night in early summer begins with shyness.

Chongqing is my hometown. In my eyes, it is getting more and more perfect. But I often can't see the stars. Those childhood dreams missed me at this elegant beginning of my youth. I don't know if I will remember my dreams, my childhood and my youth when I sit on the tail of youth.

It's getting louder and louder. Did you see it? The neon outside the window is bright, and countless tall buildings stand proudly. I don't know if I will remember the green grass outside my childhood window. It's concrete now, and it's even more lonely in the cold night.

But I know the ending, and I know this is a sign of urban progress, because nothing can remain the same. There are always people who say that things are different, so what about things?

We are walking through every season with a listening attitude, and we can no longer feel whether the wind blowing from our ears is happy or painful. Spring has passed, missed the beginning of a semester, missed the recovery of everything in spring. The fleeting time and beautiful footprints are my memories.

Now I can only wave goodbye, just like saying goodbye to my classmates when I graduate. I keep telling myself to always remember those strong faces that I will never see again, smile, and then I find that I can't do anything about it.

Everyone is just a passer-by in each other's life, just like the night in early summer is an episode of countless seasons and countless days. So learn to cherish it better.

Some people say that if you do one thing repeatedly every day, you will find that time passes quickly.

I think so, too. When I stand in the carriage of the light rail and see countless criss-crossing buildings and winding asphalt roads, I look at the faint smiling face of time, which is recorded in our lives and parasitic in our lives.

The night in early summer is beautiful, but the passage of time is real.

I used to love the world, but I didn't know how small I was until I saw The Divine Comedy. There is no absolute thing, no absolute time and no absolute love.

It's early summer night, quiet, like a sleeping child. Maybe the car horn is really the best lullaby.

Learn to face life with courage, learn to face life with pride, and learn to face time with tenacity.

Early summer night.

Please tell me what a wonderful evening it is.

Now all I can sing is the chapter on heaven:

I saw scattered pages of the whole universe.

Completely collected in the depths of light.

Kindness is bound into a complete book.

Physical and accidental things

And the relationship between them.

It seems to be integrated.

So what I said is just a simple picture.

Zinc deficiency or heart deficiency

Recently, various nutritional products have become the main characters in TV advertisements. Every day, I see advertisements on TV with the banner of making up for children. It seems that children have a lot of things to do and a lot of money to earn. Indeed, there are often some parents who blindly follow the trend and buy a lot of "health products" for their children, thinking that eating those things will make them the first in the class. In fact, buying so many health products will not only make up the brain, but also aggravate your weakness.

I remember a sentence in an advertisement for children's glucose oral liquid: "If children don't eat it, it is zinc deficiency!" "I think children are nervous now! Take the care of parents for granted, and even compare with each other among neighbors: whoever eats more eats more.

I know, buying such a small box of supplements ranges from 80 yuan to 200 yuan! This amount is a huge sum of money to me, but those children don't know when they will be blessed, and their faces are full of disdain, thinking that they are born with wealth. Alas, their parents' love is not only reflected in the supplements they bought for you.

In fact, children nowadays are not short of nutrition at all. Our predecessors had a hard time when they were young, but now they are old and unhealthy? If there is anything that children lack now, I think it is fortitude, strength and courage. Nowadays, children seem to be too delicate to do any work, and their parents seem to be their servants in their eyes. In their minds, the minimum moral consciousness has disappeared without a trace. Do you think this is a heart?

Friendship network

-Thoughts on Reading Charlotte's Web

Charlotte's life is entangled in those fragile silk threads, and her brown eyes withered in the autumn wind shine with the afterglow of life and stare deeply. Wilbur bit a bag of eggs and sobbed, staring straight at Charlotte in the corner. Two friends, one can't talk, the other can't talk, so they say goodbye silently and penetrate the edge of life and death with each other's eyes. I read quietly, my heart was pulled tightly, and I felt that time stopped flowing in front of this clear text. Listen, my ears, the farewell flute is so clear: the evening wind blows the flute and the sunset leaves Meng Han. ...

Charlotte, maybe she just went to that world to weave a web. Wilbur stayed in this world and continued Charlotte's life. Their friendship, explained by life and testified by life and death, is really difficult for us to understand at the age of 12. A little sad, a little sad, a little sour, a little sad, with a hint of sweetness, making people want to cry and laugh. But even if there is another taste, what each of us should learn is to let go and grow.

In fact, life is like a stage, and a farewell drama is staged every day. You and I used to have it, but the degree of sadness and joy is different. Next to the deep ocean, I am the protagonist of parting.

This dock is a familiar place. Many times when I left, it was here ... this is my attachment. A little hate, a little love. The silver-gray sky gives people a sense of silence. Standing there, it becomes an ugly and rigid painting.

Those eyes, I will never forget, have some kind of desire and some kind of fantasy. It's like I'm whispering to you. The parting between friends may not last forever, but my friend will go to Dinghai to study, and it will be short-lived to meet again in the future. She looked at me and said nothing, so did I. There was an invisible chewing gum stuck to my mouth and throat, which made me unable to make any sound. I want to cry, but I don't want to leave her any more sadness at this moment. We just stood there and made eye contact.

When we were in kindergarten, we were always good friends. We had a little conflict and made up the next day. Our friendship is indestructible. Once, out of curiosity, I took down the building blocks she had worked so hard to build. I just want to see how she did it. I remembered it when I dismantled it, and I couldn't find the head after I dismantled it. I was anxious to look around, but we were both anxious. I think she must blame me, racking her brains to explain. She saw me look like a monkey and said, "Everyone is curious, and I don't blame you!" " "

Every word of this sentence is firmly rooted in my heart, but now … my nose is sour.

She is carrying a big bag, and her body is drooping, as if all her strength is condensed in her hands. I went to help her back and dragged her back-but I was too late. Her mother urged, "Listen, the whistle is ringing. Let's go, Lin Yuchun. Come and see us often when you are free!" " "She finally spoke:" Remember-we are still friends! " "Of course, I wish you a pleasant journey! "I watched her go. ...

The web woven by Charlotte and Wilbur will always be a web of friendship.

At 2: 28 pm on May 12, it was an unforgettable moment and a moment of boiling blood. In an instant, a huge disaster happened in most parts of China-an earthquake of magnitude 8! At this moment, how many people were killed and how many people lost their loved ones! Before the earthquake, my classmates and I studied in the classroom. Suddenly I felt the chair shaking violently, thinking that the classmate sitting at the back was kicking my chair. So I turned my head angrily and whispered, "Are you bored? Why do you kick my chair when you have nothing to do? " The classmate was about to defend himself when the teacher stood up warily and shouted, "Boys and girls, run to the playground, there is an earthquake!" " "I suddenly understood, but I didn't hesitate. I stood up and ran quickly to the playground. I saw a sea of people on the playground, and the playground was packed. After a while, we left school one by one and returned home. My mother asked me to turn on the TV and watch the latest situation of the earthquake. We know that an earthquake of magnitude 8 occurred in Wenchuan, not far from us. Then, the rescue situation is scrolled around the clock on TV. Suddenly I saw a touching scene: a mother protected her child with her body. She wrote a short message on her mobile phone that would never be sent out: "Dear baby, if you can live, you must remember that I love you!" " "

There is also a child named Lin Hao. He was lucky to escape from the classroom when the earthquake came. However, he went into the ruins of the school and helped the teacher save his classmates. However, when he entered the ruins again to save his classmates, the aftershock suddenly came, and eight-year-old Xiao Lin Hao was buried in the ruins again. Thanks to the help of the teacher, Lin was saved.

There is an ordinary teacher named Tan Qianqiu. When the earthquake came, she stretched out her arms on the desk to protect her four classmates. All the students were rescued and Teacher Tan was killed. Teacher Tan uses her flesh and blood to guard the doors of students' lives.

After the disaster, people from top to bottom felt strength and hope. It was a beautiful May, full of flowers, but what left a deep impression on the people of China was disaster and blood. However, in the face of disaster, we see not only these, but also the future and brilliant hope of the motherland.

Learning to be tolerant of others is learning to be kind to yourself. Resentment can only keep our hearts in darkness forever; But tolerance can make our hearts free and liberated.

I invited my friends to play this weekend. That day, I wore a pair of white sweatpants that my mother bought newly and went to the appointment happily. When I arrived at the meeting, my friends praised me for my white pants, and I was elated and particularly comfortable.

This is He Shihao's suggestion to play football. I was so excited that I didn't even care that I was wearing white pants, so I started playing. I was playing football with some boys when suddenly a figure jumped out. I passed the ball without seeing it clearly. Just at that moment, Qiu hit his clothes impartially. When I looked closely, he left a black mark the size of a sesame seed cake on his light blue shirt in Shi Hao. I quickly apologized, but he flew into a rage and kicked my leg. Look at my white trousers, and they have left two deep footprints. In the past, I would pay him back, but this time I calmed down unexpectedly. I don't know what suppressed my anger, but I continued to play ball ... After school, my classmates went home one after another. This is when I found a classmate anxiously looking for something. I walked over enthusiastically. When I saw it, it was He Shihao. I turned to go, but I thought: Why? Just help him find it together and embarrass him. When I reached out to help enthusiastically, I was greeted by that classmate's grateful smile, and my heart was full of warmth and happiness.

If a person chooses to care, he will spend the rest of his life in darkness; And if a person chooses tolerance, then he can shed sunshine on the earth. There is an old saying: "If you know your mistake, you will change it. There is no benefit at all. " In that case, why not tolerate a person's unintentional loss?

When our hearts choose tolerance for ourselves, we get the freedom we deserve, because we put down our burdens and should give our friends and enemies a sweet smile. Tolerance can make friends. When you can tolerate other people's mistakes with an open mind, you will naturally have more friends. Let's be more tolerant, make life more relaxed and happy, and make more friends.

Forgiving others means liberating yourself and keeping your mind pure. Touched that moment

There is always a force in life that will shock our hearts; There is always a touch that will make us burst into tears. "Truth, goodness and beauty" will always be the source of our feelings and the door of our most sincere feelings, because our feelings come from ordinary people who are performing extraordinary lives!

In the life I have experienced, there is such a thing that I am deeply moved and unforgettable.

In the summer when I was ten years old. The sun is like a fire. As soon as it comes out, it is crazy hot. The ground is like a fire. There is no wind, which makes people feel sultry. The willows outside the window hang their heads, the roads are scorched by the sun, and people's clothes are almost scorched by the sun. In this hot summer, when I was blowing air conditioning, playing computer and eating snacks at home, my good friend Kun Wang asked me to play tennis. I can't refuse, so I have to promise him.

We arrived at the tennis court, and after more than an hour's hard work, I defeated Kun Wang in a "tiebreaker" way. By this time, we were sweating and thirsty. Suddenly I heard an elder sister selling popsicles not far from the tennis court shouting, "Popsicles are sold!" " Who wants to eat popsicles! "We heard that someone was overjoyed after selling popsicles-after all, there was no shop around the tennis court, but I was discouraged when I touched my pocket-and forgot to bring money." Ah! Why did you forget to bring money at this time? "I can't help complaining." Yes, how wonderful it is to eat a popsicle in this dog days! "Kun Wang said beautifully, but behind a little depressed. At this time, I accidentally found a Zhang Yiyuan dollar bill next to a pile of garbage, but when I looked closer, it turned out to be a half-dollar bill, but at that time, how could we still think about it? So we went straight to the big sister who sold popsicles, regardless of the willy-nilly.

When we got there, we were out of breath. I gave the pre-folded one-dollar bill to my elder sister and said, "Elder sister, two popsicles." "good!" The elder sister said enthusiastically. However, at this time, my mood is fluctuating, such as a raging river, which is extremely unstable. I'm afraid my elder sister will find that the money is half, and then scold me and embarrass me in front of everyone. But fortunately, the elder sister put the money in her pocket as soon as she received it, and then gave us two popsicles. After that, we ran away quickly. Eating the cheated popsicle really makes me feel bad. Just like knocking over a five-flavor bottle, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty suddenly surged up. Looking at Kun Wang, he ate with relish and said, "This popsicle tastes really good."

After eating the popsicle, I wanted to look at the time, but I found that my watch was gone. Oh, dear! Oh, my God! what can I do? My uncle brought this watch back to me from Beijing. It's worth several hundred yuan. I was so worried that I couldn't help crying and shed sad tears. At this moment, I heard familiar footsteps coming slowly towards me behind me. Looking back, hey, isn't this the big sister who sells popsicles? She still has my watch in her hand. "Brother, is this watch yours?" "It's mine." I am ashamed and happy to say. "Well, I'll pay you back." When she finished, she returned my watch. "Big sister, thank you very much. Actually, that ... that dollar is ... that's ... ""Well, forget it. Actually, I already know. Isn't it a dollar? Why should I hurt your self-esteem for that dollar? But you dare to admit your mistakes and you are still a good boy. " She said that and left. At this point, it was already evening, and I just stood and watched her back gradually get away from my sight. I seem to see a beautiful lily blooming in the desert, so kind and perfect.