In the early morning of Saturday, snowflakes were floating in the cold sky, but the front of the radio and television building was very lively. Hundreds of students lined up for the lottery. It turns out that they are about to participate in the small host and small reporter trials in the city. I also signed up, because I envy Sister Juping and Scarab, and dream that one day I can show my style on TV like them. Flying snowflakes touch my face, just like countless little hands touch my face. I think this is the entertainment that Grandpa Dong gave me.
The contestants all came to the scene, some students were confident, and some students looked very nervous. What about me? I'm a little nervous, too, as if holding a rabbit in my arms.
After drawing lots in groups, we entered the written test site, and my hands were sweating. The atmosphere in the examination room was so tense that I could hear my heartbeat. When the teacher announced the end of the exam, my heart was in my throat.
Next is the interview, and my exam is to make a live report, huh? Isn't this my best question? Naturally, I finished it smoothly, and the judge teacher nodded to me with a smile.
I heard that the results of the game won't come out until next Sunday. Actually, I don't care if I can be selected. Because I pay attention not to the result but to the process, of course, I will do better in the exam. I think it's important to participate in everything and do your best. After the experience, you will feel something and find your own shortcomings. That's all that matters.
I am a diligent ant.
Before the storm comes, I am willing to use my little body to carry food with my friends. In dry and boring places, because these foods are two or three times bigger than our bodies, we often feel tired and sleepy along the way, but our willpower urges us to transport all the food.
I am an ant with a unique music art.
On the way to deliver food, we will hum some music that humans don't like. Because our music is better than all human music. That beautiful rhythm seems to control our bodies; That beautiful melody is planning my steps; Those beautiful words tempt my students. We swing with it, dance with it, be happy with it and be sad with it.
I am a helpful ant.
We will meet many strangers in a foreign land on the way to deliver food. Once, a grandfather beetle who looked lost asked the way in his hoarse voice and said, "Son, do you know the place of Beetle Village?"
We all said, "I know, I know, I know! Come with me! "
We helped grandpa and walked slowly to his home with him. His family is very grateful to us and wants to stay for dinner. Seeing that it was getting late, we broke up because we had to transport food!
This is me, a special but not special ant. Do you like it?
This morning, I got up early to visit my friends in other places. Because the teacher just finished teaching "Visiting Friends in the Mountains" and the author visited many friends, I went to other places to catch up and visit old friends.
Take a kettle full of water, put on a hat, set foot on a quiet path with a good mood, and visit my friends alone. I am walking in the field. Look, the scarecrow who sticks to his post is my first old friend to visit. Hello! Scarecrow, you are like a plastic statue, serving everyone silently in the wind and rain. Your quality of not being afraid of hard work is worth learning from all of us. Hello! Flowing water, you are playing one song after another, and the sound is really beautiful. Hello! Twitter bird, what are you talking about? I guess you are preparing for a concert. Hello! Light grass, under the guidance of the wind, your body swings from side to side. Did you invite me to your home? Hello! Beautiful white clouds, your white body, under the blue sky, become beautiful and home! Hello! Everything in the field, I came to see you! It is getting late. I should go home.
I bid farewell to my friends from other places, brought back a good mood and good memories, and went home happily.
I have a good friend named Zuo Mi Zu Ki. She studies well and works hard. Her calligraphy is very beautiful.
Zuo Ruixi is very white, with a pair of watery eyes embedded in his white face and a glib tongue.
She studies hard and loves reading very much. Every lunch break, other students are crazy on the playground, but she reads extracurricular books meticulously, and she can still remember the knowledge in the books clearly. So her composition is vivid and colorful, which seems to bring us into her articles, especially her composition of small animals, which is lifelike, as if all the small animals have come to us. I really admire her. But she is very modest. Every time we praise her, she always says, "You can get good grades if you work hard."
Zuo Ruixi's handwriting is very beautiful. When she writes, she is very serious. We saw it and felt like a calligrapher.
As a good friend, I want to give her a suggestion: can you be gentle? Then you will be better!
I want to learn from my good friend Zuo Ruixi, get rid of my shortcomings, carry forward my advantages and be an excellent young pioneer!