No, I went to Harvard University to give a speech. When I arrived at Harvard University, I took out my infrared access card. As soon as the robot checked, I knew I was coming to give a speech and was allowed in. I was just about to give a speech. Just in case, I looked at my psychological chart and it said the correct rate was ‰. I really speak fluently.
As soon as I got home, the robot nanny told me: master, at eight o'clock this morning, the postman sent a letter. When I opened it, it turned out that I had to pay the card fee. I used the most valuable online Earth coins in China to charge the online Galaxy coins of the card. When I got home, I crossed out the water and electricity charges of RMB, and then I entered what I would do tomorrow, so I ate and slept. ...
Science fiction story composition "Children's Planet"
[Date: 2008- 12-04] Source: Author: [Font: large, medium and small]
"Little master, get up quickly, the local universe will start in four hours! Including us! " This is my electronic pigeon calling me. "ah!" I seem a little panicked. Because even if I take the shortest route, I can only fly out of this area in four and a half hours by my ultralight UFO. Even if we hurry to prepare now, it will be too late!
The universe has begun. Our earth is at the boundary of this area, so I was thrown out of this area and landed on a water-blue planet called "Children's Planet".
I live in the home of a kind person. After a long time, I found that the residents on this planet are children and will never grow up. These children come from different planets. Although a child, everything is as good as an adult. With their wisdom and sweat, they have built the "children's planet" to the level of modernization everywhere.
The industry of Children's Planet is very developed. There are hundreds of factories on the earth, including textile systems and food industry systems ... all factories are automated and controlled by only a few computers and intelligent robots. For example, in the "Children's Planet Textile Factory", textile workers here no longer have to check among several machines as in the past, but are replaced by intelligent robots. Once a fault occurs, the robot will handle it simply and quickly. If the fault is too big for the intelligent robot to handle, it will make a "beep" sound to remind the staff to go up and deal with it.
The course of "Children's Planet School" is very interesting. The children in the school unconsciously learned a lot of knowledge while playing. For example, in the Chinese reading class of "Children's Planet School", students in one class read an article at the same time, and then make animations according to the content of the article. Read the article again, record it and insert it into the corresponding animation according to the meaning of the article. Then adjust an appropriate speech speed. When the students have finished their own animation, the robot teacher will take turns to show each student's animation. When watching the finished animation, many students have been able to recite it backwards. All the students here love learning and get good grades. The students who come out from here are all talented people and highly valued talents.
Vegetables and crops on the "Children's Planet" grow amazingly. Walking into the farmland, we can see a "forest" of vegetables and crops. Sunflowers are as tall as small trees, and sunflowers are as big as umbrellas. Wheat grains are as big as red dates and persimmons as big as pumpkins. If persimmons are hung in front of the store, some people may mistake them for lanterns. There are all kinds of seasonal vegetables here. Why are all the fruits in the farmland here so big? It turns out that this kind of plant is planted under weightlessness, plus there is no storm, abundant sunshine, moderate nutrition, and the plant can fully grow, so the fruit is amazing.
Although there are no adults on the "children's planet", children still build this planet rich and developed. Of course, I hope everyone will visit the "Children's Planet" and increase their knowledge.
Science fiction story composition: damn composition machine
[Date: 2008- 12-04] Source: Author: [Font: large, medium and small]
What Doudou fears most is the composition class. There will be two composition classes tomorrow afternoon, and Doudou will scratch his head anxiously. "alas! If only there was a' composition machine', I would tell it the topic and it would help me write my composition ... "Doudou was thinking when he suddenly heard the voice on the radio; "... this miracle has created the latest products, composer, composer! Help you write your composition and solve your problems! ..... "Is there such a good thing? Doudou rushed out of the house and went straight to the miracle of the composition machine. It's really good. In a short time, Doudou really came back with a "composer" as big as a camera.
At home, Doudou quickly opened the instructions. There are only a few simple lines in the instruction manual:
"When writing a composition, please press the black key, tell me the topic and answer my question. I will help you write a good article ... "
Doudou was overjoyed. In order to verify whether the composer can work or not, he decided to give it a try by himself.
Doudou carefully pressed the black button, and a voice immediately came from the composition machine: "Please tell me the topic" Doudou said to the composition machine: "The topic of the composition is' My Dad'". The composer's green light is on, and it is buzzing inside. Doug thought, well, this must be the machine that helps me write my composition. Suddenly, another voice came from the composition machine: "Now please tell me, how tall is your father?" How many kilograms do you weigh? How many inches are your eyes? What shape are the eyebrows? How high is the bridge of the nose? How far apart are the two nostrils? How big are the two ears? What color is your hair? Quantity? What color is the skin? How many beards are there? ……"
Doudou shouted; "Have you finished eating? I am bored to death! Why do you ask so many strange questions? Are you helping me with my composition or are you bothering me? "
The voice in the composer is very amiable, and explains to Doudou:
"I'm sorry, my master, to write this topic, you must answer my questions about your father, so that I can help you write a beautiful composition. Now, I just asked a question, and you are impatient ... "
Oh, my God, such a troublesome bullshit composition machine! Doudou roared: "you bad composition machine, I really don't want you." You must get rid of this bad habit of asking questions! " "
"Yes, little master, I still have many ready-made and written compositions. I can provide it for you if you like. " The composition machine said slyly and proudly.
Doug heard that there is a ready-made composition, happily say:
"That's more like it. Write me a gift' my father'. "
Doudou rearranged the machine, pressed the black button and said the topic. Say, "Now." After a while, from the opening next to the composition machine, several pages of paper full of compositions slipped out. Doudou picked it up and looked at it: my father.
My father is a teacher. He is tall and has big eyes. No matter who he meets, he always smiles. ...
Ah! You did a good job. Although Doudou's father is a short man with small eyes. However, whatever, as long as he is a father, it is good to be able to cope with this composition. Doudou didn't want to try his composition machine again, so he dropped it and skipped out to play.
In the composition class the next day, Doudou secretly put the composition machine in the drawer and looked around. The students were relieved that they didn't find out. At this time, the teacher wrote a title on the blackboard: "My XXX". The teacher also told the students that the last three "X's" should be decided by the students themselves. You can write about anyone and anything, as long as you find it most impressive and unforgettable.
Doudou quickly opened the drawer a crack, reached into his arm and pressed the black button, quietly saying to the composition machine: "Title:' My XXX', ready-made! Write quickly. " Say that finish, closed the drawer.
The second composition class is almost over, and the students have handed in their compositions one after another. Doudou opened the drawer, reached in and touched it: Hey! Yes, there are four or five pages in it. Doudou took them out and looked at them. Hey, it's so dense and full! That's great! Doudou put these pages in the composition book and handed them to the teacher. In my heart, don't mention how proud I am.
But after two days, the teacher called Doudou to the office. Seriously said: "Doudou, are you kidding?" See for yourself what you wrote. ! "
Doudou picked up some pieces of paper left by the teacher on the table and read, "My Confession". I am a murderer and will be shot soon. I really feel guilty, damn it, damn it ... "
Ah! God, Doudou was scared out in a cold sweat. This damn composition machine is so naughty!
Since then, Doudou no longer relies on the composition machine, and his composition is getting better and better, and he won the grand prize!
Science fiction story composition: the dead light on coral island
[Date: 2008- 12-04] Source: Author: [Font: large, medium and small]
You haven't forgotten the mysterious crash of the twin-engine plane "Morning Star" over the Pacific Ocean not long ago, have you? It, the machine works normally, and the radio in H port has not been interrupted, but it happened at an altitude of OO meters and fell into the Pacific Ocean.
I'm Chen Tianhong, and I'm flying a plane whose whereabouts are unknown. Here, I want to tell you the reason and process of the crash, as well as my extraordinary experience on an island after the crash. ...
I, the son of a poor overseas Chinese and a student of Professor Zhao Qian, a world-famous nuclear physicist, am full of expectations for the future and my motherland. My parents died one after another, and I thought it was time to return to China, so I submitted my resignation to Professor Zhao and explained my purpose. After he listened to my words quietly, his wrinkled face showed infinite sadness and revealed the heart sound of * * *. Professor Zhao regrets that he is old. Unable to return to China; Tell me to wait a few more months, and when he has installed the high-efficiency atomic battery pack, he will take it back to China as the last gift to my dear motherland.
Who knows, just before I left, Professor Zhao was suddenly robbed by bandits. He was lying in a pool of blood, and the cupboard door of the safe was open, which smelled of burning. It turned out that this was done by a spy from a big country. When they tried to accept the patent of this invention and were rejected, they came up with this poisonous trick and planned to rob the research materials by force. Professor Zhao resolutely burned the materials and was killed. My heart is full of sadness and anger. In order to save this invention and avoid the enemy's pursuit, I decided to bring high-efficiency atomic batteries back to China immediately.
Another unexpected thing happened. My plane suddenly met with strange lightning on the way and was shot down at once. I only had time to parachute out of the cabin with an efficient atomic battery. When I fell into the sea, I looked up and saw two helicopters. I put down the frogman and searched where the plane crashed into the sea. I know it was that big country that extended a hand to me again. They will never stop until they get efficient atomic batteries. But they don't understand how they shot down my plane.
I drifted at sea for three days and saw the shadow of an island. The hope of life inspired me to swim to the shore. Who knows, I met a shark head on. I was desperate and felt that death had come. At this time, a miracle appeared. The shark suddenly gave off a dazzling spark, and the surrounding sea water evaporated sharply, making a crackling sound. The shark died and I was scalded by the boiling water. I struggled to swim to the shore and lost consciousness.
When I woke up, I was already in a beautifully decorated bedroom. It turned out that an old scientist from China saved me. He calls himself Dr. Matthew, accompanied by a mute servant named armand. He lives on this isolated desert island and devotes himself to his favorite scientific research.
From the conversation, I know that he is Hu, a China engineer who mysteriously disappeared ten years ago. At that time, he developed a new type of laser rangefinder in country A, and country A was going to give him a public award. Only then did his boss show him some memos from the Ministry of National Defense. He was shocked. He didn't expect that all his inventions were used in the war machine. He, a peace-loving scientist, has been fooled by others and has been serving the war!
He was angry. He felt as if he were in pain. He doesn't want to live in this ugly society any more, dreaming of finding a paradise far away from the world. Just then, an old classmate named Brian came all the way from Europe to express his condolences. Blyth denounced the society of country A, saying that he was also a pacifist, and invited him to take part in the work of Lovel and devote himself to its lofty cause of saving mankind.
"It is Lofel's aim to respect others' feelings and protect their ideals." Brian said, "We can choose a place far away from the world and build a laboratory for you. Let you devote yourself to sacred science without secular interference. " He accepted this suggestion, and then mysteriously disappeared from the society of country A and went to this nameless coral island in the Pacific Ocean under the pseudonym Matthew. Lovell didn't break his word, but he did build a modern laboratory for him and equipped him with a young assistant named Luo Yue Se and armand. Everything he needs, he tries his best to meet. This is a real paradise, and he is satisfied with his research work here.
I reminded him, "Do you know Lovel's background? How can you guarantee that your invention will not directly or indirectly serve the war through resale? "
He doesn't want to hear these words anymore. When I asked again, "please forgive my frankness, was the weapon you killed the shark that day a new laser?" This sentence seemed to hurt him, and he protested loudly: "No, there are no weapons on my island at all." His attitude was so enthusiastic that I had to stop asking questions.
A few days later, he was surprised. When he found that the indoor radioactive element dosimeter had abnormal performance and doubted whether I had anything radioactive, I took out the efficient atomic battery under the bed and showed it to him. He said with great excitement, "Ah, if this battery is connected with my laser roadheader, it will immediately bring the world's mining and underground engineering construction into a brand-new stage, which will bring great benefits to mankind!" Only then did he admit that he killed the shark with a laser that day and saved my life. I seized the opportunity to ask him, "Isn't this a weapon?" He replied disapprovingly, "People are not sharks. I can kill a shark, but I won't kill a person. "
Then, he talked about one of his inventions, which can generate a very narrow beam of radio waves and cause an electric spark on a distant target.
"My God!" I exclaimed, "My morning star happened to be shot down by lightning." I told him that there was only one big country's fleet on the sea nearby. They sent a helicopter to search for me after the plane crashed. Considering the legend that Lovel has a special relationship with this country, there must be many articles in it.
"No, it's impossible!" Matthew staggered a few steps, collapsed in his chair and touched his chest painfully. He had a heart attack. Armand and I were in a hurry to inject him with emergency medicine. I suddenly remembered a very important thing and asked him, "Do Brian and Luo know that the laser roadheader has been built? Can you keep them from seeing this machine? " Matthew thought for a moment and agreed. He decided to ask Armand and I to help him move the machine into the bedroom, so as to avoid the sight of Brian and Luo Yue Se who are coming to the island soon.
Finally, they arrived at a warship and took a naval officer and several sailors to Dr. Matthew's coral island. Why did they come by warship with some soldiers? Matthew was puzzled, but Brian strode over and introduced Colonel Sha Bunov to him. He explained that because the warship was equipped with instruments made in Laufer, he was invited to inspect it and came by warship.
"Instrument? Is it a space discharge instrument? Is it the kind that shoots down the morning star? " Dr Matthew asked Brian warily, Sha Brauff only said that he had a contract with Lovell, and some products were invented by Matthew. He also argued that Morningstar was robbed by drug dealers, and he was ordered to shoot it down with a "death flame" modified by a space discharge instrument. He praised Matthew and proposed to build a more complete laboratory for him in the mountains somewhere in Europe. ...
Matthew didn't want to listen any more, and angrily reprimanded the robbers. Brian sweetly advised him, "Let's go. Since the morning star incident, the world has been very bad for us. We decided to blow up the island today. Come with us! "
Matthew knows everything. He had another heart attack and had a bad fall. Armand rushed in to protect his master, but was caught by sailors, dragged out and shot. Sha Brauff directed Brian to quickly find the design of the laser roadheader and blow up Coral Island. "It's a pity that we didn't get an efficient atomic battery," he said to Brian. "Otherwise, Matthew's laser roadheader would soon become a portable laser cannon!" "
I hid in the next room and heard clearly. Zhao Qian, Matthew, efficient atomic batteries, laser roadheader, laser cannon, I know everything. They took the design, put it on the island and left in a hurry. I hurried to save Dr. Matthew. He's dying. Before he died, he directed me to use a laser, emitting a strong laser and smashing distant warships into pieces.
"I was wrong!" He said slowly and feebly, "Without destroying these sharks, there can be no justice and peace in the world ..."
He also wants to go on, death has come. I lay him flat on the bed with tears in my eyes, picked up the high-efficiency atomic battery, and used the last ten minutes to drive a motorboat out of Coral Island.
Behind him came the sound of the sky falling, and Dr. Matthew's coral island disappeared into dazzling sparks and waves. ...