MESHON KAYMORE
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Today my mother took me to the composition class, I really depressed! I still remember two days ago, as soon as I came home from class, my mother said to me with a straight face: "Lei Lei, tell you one thing." I said "Good things, bad things." Mom said, "Well, good thing." My mind immediately flashed, go to the amusement park, go to Christmas... Just when I was looking forward to it, my mother said, "Your sister is going to composition class, let you go with her." Aaargh! This is not accompanied to study, only heard of studying abroad with a companion, this last composition also called me as a brother to "accompany to study"? Mother said: "No, your sister is for you, such a good thing you don't do..." But after a thunderstorm, the sky finally cleared up, and I immediately resisted: "No way!" Not to be outdone, mother said: "I tell you, do not go, otherwise I deduct your wages." I thought how could I live without my only pocket money? I'm in a financial crisis! I had to toughen my head to agree, but in the evening I still fought with my mother, my mother's reason is: you are about to graduate from primary school, the teacher is to teach the graduating class, you have to go to the results must be able to improve fast. And you see your essay every time you have to lose so many points, if you fail to take a point in high school, you may not get into a good high school, and Mom has to pay. My reason is: about to graduate, you gave me last week to add English, this week to add my composition, then you next week is not going to give me to add the Olympic number... ... Isn't this aggravating? Anyway, I do not do, weekend on so many classes, I also do not review! How miserable my life is... At this time, I sang Zhao Yuxuan's version of "Chrysanthemum Terrace" adaptation of the world's saddest, most miserable song. But I was defeated by my mother in the end. Aych! Or the veteran, one for two, I think I'm unlucky!Compared with the previous life, we have more, we work less, we are blind more, and we reflect less. Maybe you'll find out what you really lost. I have also found in my life that I seem to have lost something that a citizen should have. Open the memory of the confession, while the ink has not yet dried, each reading harvest quite deep. At that time, the scorching sun baked the earth, although can not hear cicadas, but also full of irritability and restfulness, willow dejected, everything seems to have no vitality, occasionally a trace of wind blowing, but also hot. I suddenly found that the plastic bags thrown down by passengers fell on the bus passing by, "Which one has no public morals, throw plastic bags everywhere!" I complained, I saw the bag floating for a while, did not find the owner, then fell on the street, lying there quietly, which made me more irritable, staring at the bag, my heart kept accusing the person who threw the plastic bag. Suddenly, I felt a burst of joy and energy. The footsteps attracted my fretful thoughts, a small boy running and jumping there, but he suddenly stopped, paused for a moment and ran over, I thought I saw something good, but then he ran to the plastic bag and grabbed it, I was about to say, don't move how dirty, he ran over with the strap and said: "I thought you were going to pick it up." I was frozen, watching him run to the trash can, my face was red, I do not know whether it is the weather, or shame, the child ran and jumped, as if everything is full of vitality, let me out of the deathlike silence, I feel everything is infected by the child's happy footsteps... ... Who is going to do this this summer, but the basic thing is to let a six-year-old child teach us.
By MESHON KAYMORE3 years ago in Cleats
Speaking of summer. Content Warning.
Speaking of summer, I think of a poem written by Yang Wanli: "After all, the West Lake in June, the scenery is not with the four times." Next day lotus leaves infinite green, ying sun lotus flowers different red." This is a poem in praise of the summer, the title is "Xiao net Ci to send Lin Zi Fang", I think of this poem because I love summer. Summer is colorful. When summer comes, the lotus blossoms. Came to the lotus pool, there was a burst of refreshing fragrance, the whole person to be drunk. Some lotus flowers are all spread out; Some only open two or three pieces of petals, revealing bright yellow small lotus; Some are still blossoming, and they look like they're about to burst. Hit the thick towering trees, long can be green, like a soldier wearing green clothes. There are a lot of tenacious life next to the tree - green grass. They have a strong and unyielding spirit, which is worth our learning! Summer is lively. Cicada stopped in the tree, and cried day and night: "Cicada, cicada..." . As if to say, "Cool, cool..." . The dragonfly is busy catching pests, it is the best of the beneficial insects! Katydid play a concert in the grass, some of them sing solo, some. Chorus, what a beautiful singing! The busiest is the frog, although it also likes to sing, but the pests in the field are waiting for it to remove! Summer is exciting and happy. In the summer vacation, the children can swim in the water, soak the body in the water, really cool! Despite the hot weather, the children playing outside are very excited: some play skateboarding; Some play on swings; Some are playing hide and seek. Play a lot of sweat, then to an ice cream, that how cool ah! The cold feeling made us love it, and every time we ate a root, it was still not enough. In the evening, with a cool breeze, it is pleasant to walk in the park. Summer is not red and green; Not the wind of gold; It is not snowflakes, summer is colorful; It is also lively; It was exciting and pleasant. I love summer!In spring, it is the most lush, it is the most bright. It is bamboo, the brightest new green in spring! Spring returns to the earth and everything revives. Gentle spring breeze blowing, like the mother's warm hand, gently touching the earth; The thin spring rain falls down like a thousand stars, moistening the earth; Father Ray also beat the drum in the sky and shouted for it; Soon, the lovely shoots drilled out of the head. The baptism of spring. It looks east, looks west, butterflies fly over and dance with it; The bees came and sang with him; The bird came and told him some funny stories; The tree also leaned over and hugged the bamboo shoots..... Bamboo shoots looked at this beautiful world, everything is so "harmonious, beautiful." But the day has the eventuality, when the spring sister is not happy, the wind will come. The world was not gentle with him at all. He was tossed about by the wind, but still he stood upright; The rain clattered and washed his torso as if it would uproot him; From time to time, small insects will come to disturb it. It has learned the cruelty of the world, but it has honed it in the process of cruelty. Time flies, blink of an eye, it has grown up. Now it is a clean air, elegant not proud, tall and straight as the peak, green and powerful, like a firm person, standing in the peak, it is silent, never show their talent, silent efforts. Like a man of letters, quiet, green, gentle. The wind struck the green bamboo, but after all can not shake the green and firm figure; Can't shake that tough heart. Perhaps the growth process of bamboo has some twists and turns, but the result must be bright and bright.
By MESHON KAYMORE3 years ago in Lifehack
