In the process of exile, Qu Yuan, who suffered from Li Sao, thought most about that home-Du Ying. So no matter how much he suffers, he can wear a high crown and hold a sword and sing his own "Nine Songs". Once Ying Du was captured and his country was destroyed, he knew there was no home in the world. He went to another place farther away, and that was his home.
No wonder some people say that "when we meet by chance, we are all foreigners". Think about how many people have experienced such a moment: "Where is home in the Qinling Mountains, the snow is holding the green horse back." No matter how elegant Li Bai is, he will "sink back again, and I suddenly think of home"; Du Fu is selfless, knowing that "a letter from home is worth a thousand pounds of gold"; Xin Qiji just wants to return to a happy home with honor. Li Houzhu has the melancholy of "just a river flowing eastward", and it is only a memory of a peaceful seat in the homeland of the Southern Tang Dynasty ... The literati in the feudal era often drifted in the mountains and under the ancient sunset road because of the future, perhaps because of the war, perhaps for other reasons, but when they saw the lights in the city and the sporadic fishing light on the river, or saw the wisps of light smoke on the ridge of Shan Ye, how could they not remember that beauty? But I looked home, the twilight was getting thicker, and the river waves were filled with sad mist!
Even in peaceful and quiet times, the attachment to home is still so strong. My family is beautiful, happy, peaceful, healthy, and brothers and sisters live in harmony. "Beijingers in new york" tells the overseas China people's view of home, that is, in the quadrangle, the family is happily reunited. Huang Lei's home in "Time flies" is the unique charm of Jiangnan water town, and it is also the taste of Grandpa Qi studying there.
At this age, our views on home are even different: we want to own a house of our own, decorate it ourselves and live by ourselves; Who walks with me in the distance in the clouds, stays near the sun, can hide their ears, stay away from the secular noise, and want a clean and free life. Rebellious children think so, but good children don't. They want to live with their parents and put their old home and future home together.
Home is not just a house, it is a haven for drifters and a post for the soul. In short, this is also a way of life that truly belongs to me, my relatives and my family.
In our bright era of 2 1 century, every child in every family must be bathed in the sunshine of love, especially now most of them are only children. At home, grandparents and parents are all around us. But this is not good, and it has also laid a curse on our growth path.
When I was a child, my relatives and friends all said that I had enjoyed the blessings of the whole family, and I belonged to the type of "one person is full and the whole family is not hungry". Even in the fifth grade of primary school, grandpa still needs to take his children to and from school on such a short road every day.
It was not until the summer vacation when I graduated from primary school that I began to grow up. The summer sky is so refreshing, and colorful stars pervade the night sky. Because I graduated from primary school, I didn't have any homework. I had a good dinner and was watching TV. My mother suddenly took a folded piece of paper. "There is a house rented by a friend of my uncle in the opposite building. I have to pay the utilities this quarter. My uncle asked us to help collect it. Why don't you go? "
I didn't care too much, because my mother and I often joke, and this time she must have lied to me again, so I won't be so stupid!
"Will lie to me, not letter! It's true, I'm not going either! "
"I know you don't believe it, but this time it's true. Your big JIU is somewhere else, and you are not young. Is this soon? There are still many challenges for you to enter society in the future. Come on, come while people are having dinner at home. It won't take ten minutes. "
Looking at my mother's serious expression, I should conclude that it is true. "But I don't know others. How can I tell them?" I find myself a little timid.
"How can you not say? I looked at you from the kitchen window. Where is like a man! "
Yes, I have grown so big, how can I be so timid about such a trivial matter? But ... why can't you? ! Feel really useless! No way! I can't be so timid anymore, I'll take a break! !
Mom told me something else, so I put on my shoes and went to the opposite corridor. When I arrived at the ordinary door, I found myself a little timid again. This can't be done, just one step away, how can you back down? So I knocked at the door regardless of my own ideological struggle. Anyway, as long as the door is open, I can't help talking to others.
When I opened the door, I explained my purpose to the old lady, charged the utilities, and repeatedly praised me, saying that I could help adults. This is really more exciting than any achievement and reward.
After such a long time, I will still keep knocking at that door, without timidity or "psychological warfare"
Since I knocked on that door that day, I found that I had grown a lot in the exercises my mother gave me.
Growth, the most important thing is not how much others give you, but how much you have learned in your own exercise. Therefore, in growing up, the most important thing is yourself. As long as you grow up on yourself, you will feel that growth has brought you a lot. ...
Under the dim light, I stared at this cup of tea, and the impact of boiling water again and again made me feel the fragrance of tea. The sweetness in bitterness is also occupied by my greedy mouth. The hazy eyes outline the hazy memory, but the memory is no longer hazy.
Too much homework "makes it difficult for us" to have fun, and the teacher's seriousness "inhibits" laughter and heavy pressure, and "creates" us in our dreams-growing troubles. Open the heavy book of memories, a little bit of thoughts, perhaps some tireless looking back on the past.
When I first arrived, a fragile me was targeted at the "weakness" by the "enemy", and that fragile me was sacrificed on the battlefield of "blood", but I stood up again with the phrase "reading with a light in my sleep and ringing a bell in my dream". In those years, I was lost in the dark. After the research, sometimes I also found a lawn that has not yet withered and yellow, sometimes it is in front of my desk, beside the window sill, watching the rows of trees standing in the distance struggling, just to give off the last touch of bright green. What trees are those? I don't know, but what does it matter? As long as it's a tree, it's enough. When I watch them in a daze, my heart will be full of thoughts. When my eyes return to the tree, my mood will be suddenly enlightened, and the pressure will be gone. I will devote myself to my busy study.
As if the fragrance of tea filled the "world", my mood was boiling.
My efforts have overcome my troubles and everything, making it seem like the last bright green, and also releasing the brilliance equivalent to summer. "Teenagers don't know what it's like to be bored", but anyone who relaxes at this turning point is "a swamp thousands of miles away, a thorn bush thousands of miles away". On the contrary, if it is hard work and perseverance, what awaits you is "a bright future, green mountains and green waters." Do you really want your troubles to turn into a wisp of smoke, haunt your soul and make you bored and upset?
If growth is a work, then worry is a typo hidden deep in the paragraph; If growth is a blank sheet of paper, then worry is a flaw stuck on the back. These tiny things seem deja vu, and they seem to bother us all the time. In the growing nature, learning, which was once like a breeze, has been attacked by storm-like learning and pressure, blowing away the depths of memory.
My hands can't feel the temperature of the tea, and the clear fog that pervades the room has quietly disappeared. Taste the water of "having fun in bitterness" more attentively, taste the troubles of growing up, "be bored", time "go" and experience "more". After tasting tea again, the "bitterness" seems to disappear with the temperature and the time measured by the mind.
Everyone is growing up from birth to now, and his body has gradually changed from small to big, and his behavior has also changed from childish to mature and sensible. In a series of changes, there are risks and surprises, just like the taste of green apples, which are sweet in acid and sour in sweetness. The taste of this growth is particularly unforgettable. In fact, growth represents a series of changes, the process is bitter, but the result is sweet. Also,
I remember that during the summer vacation, I accidentally opened my previous photo album and found a photo of my newborn, with small hands and squinting eyes, looking like a little idiot. My mother told me, "At that time, there was nothing but eating, drinking and sleeping." Slowly, I began to turn over, sit, climb, teether and eat delicious food. Soon, I was wobbling.
Later, I began to babble, knowing that as long as I shouted "Russia", I would have something to eat. If I wanted a car, I would have toys to play with. If I don't want to take a shower, I will say, "No! Knowing how to communicate with people, the world has become more different, and the joy of growing up is indescribable.
Now, I can not only walk, but also run and jump: I can not only talk, but also write, draw and make friends. There is more and more knowledge in my brain, from astronomy to geography. People are more and more mature, and they know to be sincere, brave and responsible.
In the near future, I will enter adolescence. Outside, my voice will get thicker, my Adam's apple will get bigger and I will get acne. Psychologically, I will become more mature and steady. After this series of changes, I will break out of the cocoon like a caterpillar, become a beautiful butterfly and face a new future.
Growth is a necessary process for everyone. As long as you face it with a normal heart, you will find that although the process is a bit thrilling, it is also full of surprises everywhere!
Part II: Walking on the road of growth
Growth, for many people, may be just the height and strength of the body! These are people's prints.
Impression, the so-called growth, refers to the accumulation of experience with age, not words or actions.
The process of change is called growth. A person's growth is to go through countless bumpy roads, yes.
It takes countless cruel setbacks, mixed with bitterness and joy, to be called growth.
Learning is an important strategy for growth. Everyone can grow only through learning.
Studying the general courses of various subjects in school is to enhance the growth of intelligence; We have been studying beauty professionally.
Knowledge is also the growth of skills. In group life, we learned how to get along with others and learn.
It is human nature how to care about and be a man's lifestyle, so as to cultivate noble sentiments of mutual tolerance.
The growth of personality. Under the influence of all kinds of education in the school, we strive to learn moral education from many aspects, and we will study day by day.
Grow up.
We are very happy to be born in this progressive era, not suffering from war, and people are living today.
With the well-off life and the popularization of social education, in order to become a country in the future, we should strive for the upper reaches and outline.
Liang, become a good example for the next generation. We should develop morally, intellectually, physically and artistically.
Exhibition, mastery, can't undertake the purpose of learning.
In the process of growing up, we should thank everyone who supported us.
From birth, we became young people. Have we not been cared about by many people?
Where is the nurse? Because of this, I can learn and grow up smoothly so far. At home, I want to thank my parents and brothers.
; At school, I want to thank teachers and classmates; In society, I would like to thank everyone and nature.
Everything.
The older you grow up, the more you should be grateful. Don't forget to keep it a secret. We will report every point. Besides, we
Learning and growing up is a process of owing others, so why don't we be grateful? Everyone should
Only by studying hard with gratitude can we become stronger and better.
Every star flashes like a song, and every morning indicates infinite enlightenment. Standing at the crossroads of life, I look back, and the bits and pieces along the way, like footprints on the beach, are truly engraved in my heart, reminding me that we are growing.
Standing outside the threshold of adults, there may be immature faces behind them. There is a hint of cynicism in the bright young eyes, and a faint sadness lurks in the lonely smile. Perhaps growth is like this: mixed feelings of sadness and joy, lost joy, noisy and quiet. The days when there were mixed flavors became fragrant in memory. Whenever the night comes with a light pace, the prosperity and noise of the day will gradually disappear. In the hazy and quiet night, I often fall into endless memories.
In the process of growing up, what we need is a calm experience, a calm feeling and a brave face. Everyone's growth cannot be smooth sailing. If growth is a work, then worry is a typo hidden deep in the paragraph. If growth is a blank sheet of paper, then worry is a flaw stuck on the back. Just when I was about to give up, Santiago said, "People are not born to be defeated", and retreat will no longer be a reason; Just as I was about to give up, Napoleon said, "The word' difficulty' has never been used in my dictionary." Difficulties will no longer be an excuse.
Everything has shortcomings, and the shortcomings in growth are troubles. But it is precisely because of this deficiency that the original things are better. Growing up means saying goodbye to childhood. Everything in childhood, we are so nostalgic and unforgettable. There are too many memories of our childhood, so happy and so moved. In childhood, there were beautiful dolls, cakes, ice cream, toys, all the things we owned and wanted to keep. And growth, no doubt, completely obliterates these. All I have is the dream mirror I once yearned for and the fear when I wake up. Since childhood, we have been hurt a lot, but remember one sentence, thank those who hurt you, because they taught you something and learned something that only you can understand.
Colorful campus life
As for the campus, I think it is a learning world that we are no longer familiar with. Some people say that learning is a very boring thing, not to mention boring campus life. But I think learning is a happy thing, and campus life is colorful.
Our pottery teacher is approachable. As soon as we have a pottery class, our faces glow. It's cold in winter, so it's not convenient to have a pottery class, so we have a class. Once, the pottery teacher drew a picture for us to see who could connect these small houses with a straight line. As soon as the pottery teacher finished painting, the boys in my class shouted, "Me, me." Teacher Tao called a classmate up. Unexpectedly, he froze in front of the blackboard. It turned out that he was shouting and couldn't think of a solution at all. Now he is called by the teacher. After he stayed there for a few seconds, he seemed to have thought of a solution. He started to connect, but in the end one didn't connect. Still puzzled, he touched his head. Then he said, who added it? "At this point, the whole class burst into laughter. Later, the pottery teacher asked several students to do it. At first, everyone was confident, but in the end, there was one left. The pottery teacher said that everyone who didn't answer the phone would perform a program. So they all performed a program. After that, no one dared to rush up. We all drew on the draft paper, attached. But we can't even come out. The girls looked at it. After a long time, the boys began to whisper to each other. After this situation lasted for a few minutes, a trembling male voice disrupted all this. It turned out to be Chen Fei, an interesting singer in our class. He said that he had figured out a solution to the problem, so he went up to connect. But in the end there was still one left. He just needs to perform. He started singing, and we all tried not to laugh. But when he looked at it, when the action was too rich, we couldn't help it anymore. Everyone burst into laughter. We laughed our heads off and our stomachs hurt so much that we cried. All this puzzled Chen Fei, and she couldn't sing any more. This situation lasted for a long time. After that, we began to think about this problem again. The classroom still echoed with laughter just now. It was really touching for three days. ! "The whole class was in an uproar. This question has taught us not to be confused by superficial phenomena. Sometimes the answer to the question is as simple as that.
On one occasion, the school held a basketball match. But we don't know the first game. The teacher asked us to line up for the basketball court. We didn't know it was a basketball game. When we heard that it was a basketball game, we were very happy, especially the boys, because they could fly on the court again and shuttle between basketballs. The first match is against Class One. The boys in our class underestimate Class One too much. They lost by one goal. Maybe it's me. Perhaps the opponent is too strong, or bad luck often follows, leading to the failure of the next three games. It leads to our lack of confidence in the next game. This led Mr. Liu to preach to us before the last game, adjusting our players and inspiring our confidence. On the court, our players are radiant and try their best to grab the ball and throw the ball. Come on! "Our talented woman He also made up a slogan called" Class Six, Class Six, Forever Brilliant. Hero, hero, you are the best. "With our joint efforts, we finally won the final victory. Teacher Liu, our head teacher, is also very happy. Before going to school, she gave us another lesson. Teacher Liu suddenly said that Li Meng in our class is very careful and helps our athletes. He prepared it in Li Meng. I think I am introverted. I dare not give them napkins every time I prepare them. I always ask He Li Meng to bring it to them. No wonder the teacher misunderstood.
Campus life is tense, busy and hard, but it is also full, happy and colorful. I love my campus life.
2. When you walked into Dalian Experimental School with light steps, did you feel a kind of power, a very powerful force pushing you forward? This is what I felt when I first came to this school. This feeling made me fall in love with this school, and gradually integrated into this campus and campus life.
I love the sunrise and the sunset on campus.
When the sky in the east turned a fish-belly white, that piece of red came out. When the veil of the dormitory could no longer cover her red face, she simply stopped hiding and being shy, and the whole thing appeared in front of us. The teaching buildings under the morning glow, one after another, are row upon row, adding a touch of red to the beautiful campus in the morning.
The campus in the sunset has irresistible beauty. It is a kind of detail and tranquility, it is a kind of vitality. The crimson sunset shone on the lake and there was silence. Green water plants are dotted and swaying, and occasionally the breeze stirs up ripples. Do fish like swimming in the water and cheer for this campus?
From the two upright teaching buildings, there came the sound of books, which was the harmonious music on Beethoven's piano and the beginning of the day. Occasionally, there are bursts of sweet laughter floating with the breeze, which is an episode in which I am immersed in hard work all day and a testimony of joy. When the students strode along the beautiful path on campus in the face of the morning glow, what kind of vitality it was! What a comfort it is when students embrace and smile in the sunset!
And our lovely and respectable teacher. When you encounter difficulties that cannot be solved, the teacher will be your guide. When you have something in your heart but nowhere to tell it, the teacher becomes your listener; When you are happy and happy, the teacher becomes your sharer. Can't you really like such a teacher?
Who says that all aspects of campus life are boring, and who says that everything on campus is full of helplessness? Look at my campus: campus life is full of colors and laughter all the time. So, I want to say, "My campus life is rich and colorful.