The first time I set foot in the "Peach Blossom Garden" of poetry was about three years old. Grandpa put the cane chair on the bed and shook it gently, reading poems to me. "Flying flowers are as light as dreams at home, and the rain is as fine as sorrow." "The bright moon is in the sky, asking for wine from the sky." Sometimes magnificent, sometimes eager for wine. Sometimes the pen is beautiful, and sometimes the mouth is fragrant. Like fragrant tea, after several years, the charm still exists. Although I am young, I can't tell you why, but from every sentence, I vaguely feel the sorrow of a thousand years and the heart of ten thousand years.
The first time may not be full of laughter, but that unusual feeling is printed in the photo album of memory, and it will be memorable when you look at it in your spare time.
I first saw bloom's flowers fall when I was four years old. There is no habit of growing flowers at home. Someone gave daffodils and carved a pot that year. At first, I mistakenly thought it was "garlic in the water", and then I took out a bright green bud. It was not until the eve of the Spring Festival that the leaves were flourishing and there were flowers and bones gradually that I knew it was a flower. The flowers that want to bloom are locked in a very thin "film", which looks as haggard as Lin Daiyu in a dream of red mansions, and is cared for like glass products. There are many flowers in the later period, and the house is full of fragrance, which is refreshing. Snow-white daffodil petals protect the yellow core in the middle, petite and exquisite, as if holding up a bright lamp. When I was in fashion, I didn't know the philosophy of life, such as "Look at the flowers in bloom before the court, the clouds are rolling and the clouds are comfortable" and "Look down on the complexity of the world". I only feel sorry for the withered flowers-I am ashamed to let them wither, and I hide a smile for their beauty; Because they are absolutely beautiful, because they are silent.
I also saw the clouds for the first time, tasted the coffee for the first time, walked forward for the first time, smiled for the first time ... whether I succeeded or failed, I was still happy, and the road I took for the first time was a period worth cherishing.
Seize the first time, cherish the first time, and blaze new trails ... One day, you will tell yourself how long and meaningful this journey is.
2. Write an article on the topic of "My First Time". My first meeting, my first worship, was only for him.
I first met Nicholas Tse in 1999, when my colleague, her brother, bought a poster of Nicholas Tse and put it in their living room. In the poster, Nicholas Tse is wearing a red T-shirt, next to which reads: Little King Nicholas Tse.
Very environmentally friendly. At that time, I often went to her house to play. Every time I go, I will say that I will return it to the little king of Asia. I have never heard of it.
At that time, I was only in the fifth grade, and I seldom watched entertainment news, mainly because I didn't understand those. In 2000, the vocal music teacher in my cousin's class asked them to sing "Thank you for your love 1999". Every night when I come home from self-study, she will keep singing in my ear "Don't ask the person who loves me the most, how much it hurts me, the reality is always cruel ..." Only then do I know that this good song is sung by the handsome guy on my classmate's poster.
Later, over time, I can sing, too. When I was in the sixth grade, the most sensational thing in school at that time was watching Princess Zhu Huan. Most students will take money to buy posts and put them in songbooks, but I didn't buy any.
200 1, senior one. Two things that impressed me the most that year.
First, the storm of Meteor Garden swept our school. I was not one of many students who skipped classes to watch this TV series. I only remember that our class was divided into more than twenty schools, Hua Ze School and Doumyouji Tsukasa School. I was honored to be a supporter of Hua Ze.
At that time, we were all crazy. We are together every day, thinking that we can love Vic Zhou so much that we don't even want our own life. Another thing is Nicholas Tse's various affairs.
At that time, as long as I turned on the TV to watch entertainment news, there would be TV stations broadcasting his news. At that time, I thought this guy was cool. He was totally different from my favorite Vic Zhou. So I announced to my classmates that I am a groupie and I have two idols, Vic Zhou and Nicholas Tse.
In 2002, the enthusiasm of Meteor Garden faded, and so did my enthusiasm for Vic Zhou. I felt that he was nothing special except good-looking. By the second semester of Grade Two, I began to like Nicholas Tse wholeheartedly.
This process of liking is long, until now. At that time, I gradually learned about Nicholas Tse's past and what he had done for his family. What he undertakes at a young age is what a 30-year-old man undertakes, not his personality. What he said is: I am responsible for the path I choose.
After the top package case came out, when he bravely appeared in court, I cried and felt that he must be very strong inside. How much did he suffer at a young age that should not belong to his age? I began to search everything about him in magazines and TV, and recorded all the news he saw on TV in my notebook. I bought all the best posters of Nicholas Tse in town. I remember that when I posted the most posters, there were 25 posters in my room.
There are big and small. At that time, my classmates and I joked that the most beautiful posters in Nicholas Tse were not as good as those in Fiona Fang.
That year, I did an incredible thing, that is, I folded many hearts on paper and stuck them on the wall opposite my bed. On that wall, there is only a big poster of Nicholas Tse wearing a white shirt. There are four types of people who stick to those hearts: popular in the world. At that time, when I posted the first front word, I stood on the table and put a stool on it before I could reach it.
I have not succeeded yet. That year he came to Changsha to attend Xtep meeting.
I just remember that the exam is coming soon and I can't go. A week before he came to Changsha, I wrote a letter to Hunan Satellite TV's Unlimited Entertainment. At that time, I was stupid enough to think that this letter would be delivered to him.
Because he came to Changsha at that time, "unlimited entertainment" has been reported all the time. I'm going crazy, because I have no money and I have an exam.
Later, I saw a report on TV, and I cried alone in front of the TV for a long time. I have always felt that my junior high school life is unforgettable and full.
There are many sisters who have the same personality. I often listen to songs together. At that time, I listened to tapes. I watched male students play ball in front of the classroom and talked about who is the best player or the most handsome player.
At that time, the students in the school were greatly influenced by youth and frivolous, and they blindly studied everything inside. Boys in the school are also divided into gangs, but the most important one is a gang headed by four boys.
One morning, on my way to school. My classmates and I have been discussing the news about Nicholas Tse that we saw on TV the day before yesterday. The boy dragging has been walking two or three meters in front of us.
It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan. When I arrived at the school gate, he suddenly bumped into me and said to me in surprise, "Did you just say Nicholas Tse? Do you like Nicholas Tse too? " I was shocked by his behavior at that time, but my answer was that I was not afraid at all. "Yes, can't we like Nicholas Tse?" Later, I learned a lot about that boy.
He likes Nicholas Tse very much, learning guitar for him and imitating his movements and dressing. Many boys around him can play a little guitar because they all like Nicholas Tse very much.
Later, I wrote "Nicholas Tse I love you" on the wall of my classmate's house with chalk. A few days later, my dad found out about it, and he gave me a good scolding. He also said that girls' families are not shy at all. My dad insisted that I clean it with a rag, so I did, but I couldn't clean it after a long time.
It was happy at that time. Although I didn't have Nicholas Tse's genuine album at that time, I only had a few albums, tapes and pirated CDs, but these didn't affect my love for him.
I remember once going to my classmate's house to watch the MV of Still. At that time, I screamed with excitement and almost shook his house. Now that I think about it, I think it's really crazy.
In 2004, I entered high school and went to study in the county. You can still buy albums at that time. Although it is pirated, I still feel very happy and can hear more of his music. I remember it was a cold night before self-study. I listened to the teacher's songs with a CD, and I heard "I'm leaving" for the first time.
The picture shows a scene of fanatics. At that time, I saw Nicholas Tse wearing a black shirt and black leather pants on TV, but his singing expression was really full-sad? It shines in my eyes.
Write an article about the first challenge in my life.
Until three months before the entrance examination, my life was still a blur.
In the first grade of junior high school, I accidentally broke my glasses and didn't dare to tell my father. Nashijia
The school is very poor, and a family of five lives on their father's meager salary. At first, they gave me glasses.
The whole family didn't smell meat for a month. If my father knew that the glasses were broken, he wouldn't kill him.
Me? ! What if I can't see the blackboard in class? Work hard! Over time, I can't stand it.
In class, not only is it unclear what the teacher wrote on the blackboard, but even the content of the lecture is in a daze.
Yes, I have lost interest in learning. My grades plummeted, and by the end of the third year,
Except for 70 points in Chinese, the rest are 30 points and 20 points. I naively thought I couldn't get up.
When I leave school, I will be a worker in my father's unit. If I were a regular worker, I wouldn't be a temporary worker.
I used to study very well, and I was rated as a "three good" student every year. In the past two years, I have been deceived by false appearances.
Father, father really thought I was his "pride"! Three months before the middle school entrance examination
The school held a parent-teacher conference for graduates. My father flew into a rage when he learned that I had become a poor student.
Yes! My dad came home and chased me all over the yard, scolding me: you spent so much money on studying,
You just eat! I just told you about the glasses. I never dreamed that my father would accept it at once.
I went to the optical shop and got a new pair of glasses. It cost me 20 yuan, which was for the whole family for a month.
Food expenses! My father said with a smile, as long as you are promising in the future, I will be happy to spend how much money!
Now I can see the blackboard clearly, but I cried sadly. I can't read any words on the blackboard.
Yes There is a "family food fee" on the bridge of the nose. I really want to slap my big mouth!
I wasted so much time, can I get it back? I only have three months! However, I
If I can't get it back, can I live up to my father's expectations?
I dry my tears and tell myself that from now on, you will embark on a new road! Even so
The road starts from scratch, even if the road is full of jungle thorns, I will bravely go for a break!
I dig out my old textbooks, learn new knowledge from the teacher in class, and review the old knowledge by myself after class.
Knowledge. For this reason, I made a strict schedule, sleeping at 12 o'clock at night and starting at 3 o'clock in the morning.
Even at dinner, I have to do a few questions. It's purgatory. I refused.
All the entertainment activities, while others are watching TV, I am reciting the definitions of mathematics and physics, reading handouts and doing.
Take notes, recite English words, recite political history ... On a hot summer night, others are talking and laughing outside.
Quietly enjoying the cool, I was doing test papers one by one under the baking lamp, and mosquitoes bit my arm.
I don't even know it's covered with red blisters. Smelling the approach of the senior high school entrance examination, I feel more and more that sleep is a wave.
It takes time, so sleep from three hours is reduced to two hours, and from two hours to one hour. ...
That day, when I was doing the test, my eyes suddenly went black and I didn't know anything. I'm awake.
When I came, I found myself lying in the hospital with an intravenous drip on my arm. This worries me, and I still
There are still so many review questions unfinished! I jumped up and ran home. Look after my father.
Suddenly, I was in tears and choked up and said, "Good girl, I really can't, so I won't rush!" " "
My father had a hard time persuading me to lie in a hospital bed. I left the doctor immediately after the intravenous drip.
Hospital.
People are afraid of the word "serious". Such high-intensity training not only didn't make me feel overwhelmed, but made me stronger.
To sharpen my strong will, it only took me a month and a half to chew off everything that once held me back.
Homework, I can finally catch up with new knowledge. A math class held at school before the entrance examination.
In the competition, I won the third place with a good score of 86 points. When the math teacher gave me an award,
Tears welled up in his eyes with excitement, and he shook hands with me and hugged me tightly.
Three months later, I passed the accounting major of the best vocational secondary school in this city with excellent results.
Although I didn't dream of going to college, I have no regrets. I deeply realized a truth, which was given to me by God.
Everyone has equal opportunities, the meaning of life is struggle and challenge, and success always makes people sweat.
Water and water combine, as long as you are willing to work hard, flower of life will blossom everywhere!
4. Write a composition "My First Frustration" with the topic "My First Time ()". That day, the sky was blue, the snow was drifting, the wind was blowing, and I was upset.
The heart is beating and breathing becomes very difficult. That day was my first setback, and it was also on that day that I seemed to grow up.
I heard that the school wanted to select candidates to participate in the provincial Chinese speech contest, so I couldn't help but be moved, so I signed up for the primary election. I began to practice hard and take part in the competition seriously.
When I learned that I was the only player representing our junior high school, I was so happy and excited that I almost cried. I was chosen. I'm awesome! On Saturday, I, a senior three player, my brother, Japan, and two tutors, and the four of us arrived at Harbin Wanbang Middle School, the school of the competition, after a four-hour drive. After lunch, there was no rest, and the players began to draw lots. I won 18, and the game didn't start until the next day.
18, there is an eight, great! However, Brother Japan was unlucky and got the number 7, which was the third from the bottom in this afternoon's competition. But he spoke very well, and the score came out, 94.3 points, which is not small from that 96 points! I always thought my Japanese brother spoke very well, but ... my Japanese brother was a little depressed and said to me, "You are the seed player, and our school depends on you!" " "I smiled and said," you can't do it, just watch me! "I am full of confidence in myself! During the evening break, under the teacher's repeated urging, I had to practice the manuscript twice again.
How time flies! I got up early the next day. After breakfast, the teacher took me to make up. Nice makeup. It's really beautiful. I feel even worse when I look at myself so beautiful. I will definitely win the first place! The primary school competition started, one by one, and I went to the junior high school group. I began to get nervous, took out my manuscript and went to the waiting room early.
I drink water again and again, but I still can't restrain my inner tension. "The next contestant, Jin Jie, 18" is my turn. After a pause, I calmly walked onto the stage, saluted and began my speech. Somehow, I'm not nervous at all! Looking at the judges and teachers in the audience, I seem to see the appreciation and encouragement in their eyes.
I began to give an exciting speech, and I threw out everything that should be played like a tape recorder. My self-feeling is: very good! The most exciting moment has arrived. "Get rid of a highest score of 98.8 points, get rid of a lowest score of 89.5 points, and the average score of Jinjie's classmates ..." My head buzzed and I didn't listen to the average score, so I knew it was over. I ran into the bathroom angrily and cried until I forgot everything.
I blame myself, why I can't speak better, why I am so proud, I refuse to work hard and practice hard, and I refuse to learn the advantages of others' speeches with an open mind! Now, live up to the expectations of teachers and classmates! I screwed everything up! I went back to my seat to calm down and think about the reasons for my failure. This is the first setback in my life. I suddenly grew up and began to know how to be strong and smile to face setbacks.
I'm just a frog in the well. I don't know how high the sky is and how wide the ground is. I'm not bad, but not the best. I should not give up on myself because of this setback, but should re-judge and know myself.
I believe I will be better in the future! At this time, the sky is blue, the snow is still floating, and my mood is as calm as water, cheerful and relaxed. My First Time Everyone will have a first time in his life, but maybe everyone's first time is different. The first time may be happy or sad, but every first time will add a test to our own life.
I had my first time, too My first time was a happy experience. It adorned my life for the first time. I have had many firsts, but those firsts have been forgotten so far, which gave me an indelible memory. I still remember clearly that it was the beginning of being late for class. I took out my homework and buried myself in writing. Suddenly, a classmate walked by me. The water in his bottle came out and fell on my homework. I've worked hard for so long and I've finished all my homework. At that time, my soul was gone, and I shouted "Ah!" The phone call alarmed the whole class and the teacher. Everyone looked at me. I watched the water spread on my exercise book. That classmate squatted beside me and kept saying to me, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry ..."
The teacher came over to his classmates and said, "Quick, help her dry the book. You are responsible for ruining other people's homework. " The teacher said that and left.
I feel sad and want to cry, but I can't cry at all. I stood up and wanted to scold him to calm down. However, I sat down again. I didn't scold him, because I know that forgiveness is the most basic way to get along with others. He doesn't need to say it with his mouth or do it with his hands. Just a slight smile or a slight nod is enough. That book was soaked in a large area. I want to do it again with another book, but it doesn't matter. I have forgiven that classmate, not to mention that the classmate didn't mean it.
It was the most brilliant first time in my life. I forgave others for the first time. I felt a flash on my head. The dazzling light lit up my heart and made me have a second time because of the first time. There are many firsts in life, and the most unforgettable thing is that I got the manuscript fee for the first time in my fourth grade.
That morning, I was having a rest. Xu teacher asked my classmate to send me a note. I took it and saw that it was a "notice of withdrawal". I thought: Who will send me money? I looked through the Notice and found that my name was written in the column of "Payer", 10 yuan in the column of "Remittance Amount" and Taiyuan New Composition Magazine in the column of "Remittance Person". Just when I was curious, xu teacher said, "This is the manuscript fee for you."
Suddenly feel so excited, my heart is sweeter than drinking honey, and I am happier than winning the lottery! I read the money order again and again, touched it, and was overjoyed, because it was the first time in my life that I got the payment! Although there is only 10 yuan, I think it is particularly precious. When I got home, I told my grandparents about it, and I told my parents at dinner. They all sympathize with me.
When I was in the first grade of primary school, I added a composition class.
This course is taught by the new head teacher. I remember clearly that his name was Zhang Wenbin, and he was in his forties. He has a strong foreign accent, which I can't recognize.
He is very strict, and he is in the prime of life. He stands at the podium table with a straight back and black hair-although his hair is black, it is fluffy and he stands straight, which always reminds me of the idiom he explained to us-we students are a little afraid of him. ? In the first composition class, he didn't ask us to write a composition, but took us to see a movie, which was in the children's cinema on Chang 'an Avenue.
I still remember clearly that I watched Shangganling. At that time, the children's cinema had just been built, and it was brand-new inside and outside.
The seat of my ticket is upstairs, and the chairs are stacked from low to high, just like Xiao Xinwei on the terrace. At the beginning of the film, a white light came out of the small square hole in the projection room behind me and passed over my shoulder like a silent silver waterfall.
I really want to reach out and grab it. I really want to stand up naughty and show a strange shadow on the screen. What makes me feel particularly fresh is that there is a small light under each row of seats, which gives off a soft and dim light, so that the small audience who are late don't have to worry about finding a seat ...? The composition that Teacher Zhang asked us to write for the first time was to write this film.
He said, "Write what you think." I wrote down all my feelings.
Unexpectedly, in the composition class the next week, Teacher Zhang read my composition to the whole class. His strong foreign accent sounds friendly.
Everything written in that composition sounds so kind to me. When I was a child, a naive and proud heart made me interested in composition for the first time.
Ah, it turns out that the article I wrote still has such charm! ? Teacher Zhang praised this composition and made comments. I forgot all this.
But I remember from then on, I was fascinated by composing music. The composition class has become a course I am most looking forward to.
Teacher Zhang often looks at my composition when commenting on it. Teacher Zhang is very serious about me.
He often says to me after class: "read more extracurricular books!" " "I think his stiff hair is no longer" furious "and has become much softer.
6. Write a composition with "My First Time" as the main topic. It's the first time to cook, such as learning to walk for the first time, climbing trees for the first time, rowing for the first time, drawing for the first time … This is my first time to cook. If you are interested, please do as I say.
I take out salad oil, a bowl of rice, two eggs and two onions first. I took the pot out and put it on the stove, and turned the fire to the maximum.
Pour some oil into the pot. When the oil temperature is about 40 degrees Celsius, it is also skillful to open the eggs and beat them! If you are not careful, the eggshell of the egg will fall off and fall with the egg.
Put the eggs in the oil. Grab the handle, lift it slightly, leave the stove and slowly turn in one direction.
After shaping one side, sprinkle some chopped green onion on the side that has not yet been shaped. Then put the eggs on it, fry the rice in the pot, and then put the eggs in the past and fry them with the rice. In a minute, they will be fried! It will be more delicious with the following dish when eating! The second course I cooked was delicious vegetable soup.
I first took out a green vegetable, cut it open, then put the soup pot on the stove, lit a fire and added half a pot of water to it. After the water is boiled, put the vegetables in, add salt and monosodium glutamate, and simmer. After a while, the food will be cooked.
I feel good about cooking.
7. Write a short essay of more than 600 words with my first time as the topic. In my life, there are many firsts, sometimes novel, sometimes breakthrough, sometimes interesting, sometimes ... everyone's firsts are full of different hardships and efforts. In my impression, the most unforgettable first time was when I learned to ride a bike.
In a cold winter, I stood on the road, waiting for my father to take me home. I'm thinking about my heart. Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and I shivered, complaining that my father was not punctual and left me frozen in the wind. At this moment, I saw my friend riding in the wind. She was so cool, her slim body swayed in the wind ... I was fascinated, but just when I didn't want to leave, my father arrived and I had to go back reluctantly.
When I came back, I pestered my father to buy a bike. Grandma doesn't agree. She said, "What's the use of buying it? You can't ride it. Besides, it is not convenient for your father to pick you up every day. We are worried that you will ride a bike. There are so many cars now, do you dare to ride them? It is a waste of money to buy it. It is better not to buy! " I don't listen to grandma's long-winded "preaching" and continue to play the coquetry with mom and dad. Finally, many good things happen. Dad finally bought me a bike and got it. It's time to practice my skills!
In the afternoon, I forgot the biting cold wind and practiced in an alley near my home. I'll practice getting on the bus first, and learn from others that one foot is on the pedal and the other foot is on the ground, which is convenient for sliding. I hold the faucet with both hands to prevent the car from falling off. At first, I was a little timid, afraid of wrestling, and I dared not skate far every time. I have to support the ground with my feet occasionally. Later, I gradually became bold and got on and off freely, but I couldn't ride a bike and couldn't control my direction, so the traffic was staggered, which scared people at first sight.
I took off my winter coat for fear that I would be too bloated to ride a bike. Although the wind is cold, I am sweating. I got up the courage to get on the bus again and walked about 5 meters. Oh, no, I lost my direction and fell off the car. My leg was skinned, my hand was bleeding, and my waist was hurt by a stone. I didn't say "pain", but got up hard, helped the car and continued to practice. In the afternoon, I don't know how many times I fell and got up. Finally, I succeeded!
My family didn't believe me when I told it. When I proved it to them, I had an indescribable feeling in my heart. Like chocolate, sweet and bitter, accompanied me all my life. ...
First time, unforgettable first time, hard first time, bitter first time, sweet first time! For the first time, grow up with us ...