Embarrassment
Yesterday afternoon
Yesterday afternoon, I was lying on a hill in front of my home, looked up and saw in front of me a few light as tidbits, white as satin clouds, leisurely floating over the blue sky, the mood suddenly felt quiet and peaceful. Think about it. Have people ever been so relaxed? Every school day, it is not uncommon to see some students who overslept and rush into the campus. On crowded subways and buses, commuters check their watches, wipe their sweat and close their eyes. Arriving at the destination, he gets off the bus in a hurry and leaves quickly carrying a briefcase. Are we doomed to be trapped in this cage, suffocating life? I was always ten minutes early to go to school, walking at a leisurely pace along the green forest path, watching gleams of sunlight falling through steep green leaves and lively scenes on the brick path. And on the way, will also stop from time to time to appreciate the delicate and beautiful drops of roses, elegant and fragrant jasmine, lively as the sun sunflower, good luck can also see the green eyes pecking at the green rose shoots, lovely appearance really call people reluctant to take away the sight. Imagine in your mind what a fresh, bright scene it would be! Life is full of this beautiful picture, but people can not stop to observe. Try to slow down your pace, just like farmers and farmers' women walking to the center of the ridge in the morning light. Keep a curious heart, and your life will be full of leisure!Yesterday afternoon, I was lying on a hill in front of my home, looked up and saw in front of me a few light as tidbits, white as satin clouds, leisurely floating over the blue sky, the mood suddenly felt quiet and peaceful. Think about it. Have people ever been so relaxed? Every school day, it is not uncommon to see some students who overslept and rush into the campus. On crowded subways and buses, commuters check their watches, wipe their sweat and close their eyes. Arriving at the destination, he gets off the bus in a hurry and leaves quickly carrying a briefcase. Are we doomed to be trapped in this cage, suffocating life? I was always ten minutes early to go to school, walking at a leisurely pace along the green forest path, watching gleams of sunlight falling through steep green leaves and lively scenes on the brick path. And on the way, will also stop from time to time to appreciate the delicate and beautiful drops of roses, elegant and fragrant jasmine, lively as the sun sunflower, good luck can also see the green eyes pecking at the green rose shoots, lovely appearance really call people reluctant to take away the sight. Imagine in your mind what a fresh, bright scene it would be! Life is full of this beautiful picture, but people can not stop to observe. Try to slow down your pace, just like farmers and farmers' women walking to the center of the ridge in the morning light. Keep a curious heart, and your life will be full of leisure!Yesterday afternoon, I was lying on a hill in front of my home, looked up and saw in front of me a few light as tidbits, white as satin clouds, leisurely floating over the blue sky, the mood suddenly felt quiet and peaceful. Think about it. Have people ever been so relaxed? Every school day, it is not uncommon to see some students who overslept and rush into the campus. On crowded subways and buses, commuters check their watches, wipe their sweat and close their eyes. Arriving at the destination, he gets off the bus in a hurry and leaves quickly carrying a briefcase. Are we doomed to be trapped in this cage, suffocating life? I was always ten minutes early to go to school, walking at a leisurely pace along the green forest path, watching gleams of sunlight falling through steep green leaves and lively scenes on the brick path. And on the way, will also stop from time to time to appreciate the delicate and beautiful drops of roses, elegant and fragrant jasmine, lively as the sun sunflower, good luck can also see the green eyes pecking at the green rose shoots, lovely appearance really call people reluctant to take away the sight. Imagine in your mind what a fresh, bright scene it would be! Life is full of this beautiful picture, but people can not stop to observe. Try to slow down your pace, just like farmers and farmers' women walking to the center of the ridge in the morning light. Keep a curious heart, and your life will be full of leisure!
By anthony jackson3 years ago in Confessions
We only have one earth
"We only have one earth, to protect the environment from themselves..." Whenever I hear this familiar voice, my heart seems to have a voice in the call: "Protect the environment, everyone's responsibility!" Our classroom is on the fourth floor of the fifth primary school. It is a spacious and bright classroom. It is different from other classrooms. Whenever I step into here, its clean, spacious, bright is deeply attracted to me. However, recently has happened some unpleasant things, some students do not care for the environment, old throw waste paper to the ground, so that our classroom becomes more and more dirty, more and more messy, some students see dirty messy place also no matter, the classroom has become an indecent environment: windowsill falling ash no one wipe, shoe cabinet disorderly no one place, there is paper on the ground do not pick up, blackboard dirty more do not wipe. From then on, I stepped into the classroom that kind of feeling no, instead of dirty, disorderly, at that time, I seemed to hear the classroom crying sadly, felt its heart in dull pain. How I want the classroom to change back to the way it used to be! Environment is one of the most important factors in our life, if there is no environment, what will we face? Is it greenhouse effect? Is it dirty? Is it acid rain? Is it darkness? No, it is not, but can not live on the earth, now think back, no good environment is how terrible! Therefore, we should start from ourselves to protect the environment. To protect the environment, we should start from ourselves, and then correct others. Moreover, can not throw waste paper, spitting, see waste paper to pick up, so as to build our motherland more beautiful! Ah! No good environment is how terrible, so, I want to tell the people of the world here: "Protect the environment, everyone is responsible!""We only have one earth, to protect the environment from themselves..." Whenever I hear this familiar voice, my heart seems to have a voice in the call: "Protect the environment, everyone's responsibility!" Our classroom is on the fourth floor of the fifth primary school. It is a spacious and bright classroom. It is different from other classrooms. Whenever I step into here, its clean, spacious, bright is deeply attracted to me. However, recently has happened some unpleasant things, some students do not care for the environment, old throw waste paper to the ground, so that our classroom becomes more and more dirty, more and more messy, some students see dirty messy place also no matter, the classroom has become an indecent environment: windowsill falling ash no one wipe, shoe cabinet disorderly no one place, there is paper on the ground do not pick up, blackboard dirty more do not wipe. From then on, I stepped into the classroom that kind of feeling no, instead of dirty, disorderly, at that time, I seemed to hear the classroom crying sadly, felt its heart in dull pain. How I want the classroom to change back to the way it used to be! Environment is one of the most important factors in our life, if there is no environment, what will we face? Is it greenhouse effect? Is it dirty? Is it acid rain? Is it darkness? No, it is not, but can not live on the earth, now think back, no good environment is how terrible! Therefore, we should start from ourselves to protect the environment. To protect the environment, we should start from ourselves, and then correct others. Moreover, can not throw waste paper, spitting, see waste paper to pick up, so as to build our motherland more beautiful! Ah! No good environment is how terrible, so, I want to tell the people of the world here: "Protect the environment, everyone is responsible!"
By stephanie myers3 years ago in Confessions
Whenever I see my neighbor
Whenever I see my neighbor Aunt Wang, my heart can not help but think of my kind grandmother. She has been dead for almost a year, a thick book of photos, leaving grandma with us many good times. My grandmother, and many ordinary old people in the north, a head of silver hair always combed neatly, forehead covered with a line of wrinkles. Grandma always doubled up and seemed unable to get up. A pair of thick knuckle hands like old branches, is never straight. Listen to my mother, my grandmother is the eldest in the family, she was the bellwether since childhood, until the younger brother and sister arranged a family, she became their own home. Years of suffering had made her unable to hold her back or stretch her hands straight. Grandma was a kind and hardworking woman, always giving a little of this and a little of that, but she was reluctant to eat. She would cook food for us by the pot, hoe and water in the garden, or wash clothes for her children. As soon as she stepped out of the house, the chickens and ducks would immediately surrounded her. The duck ate and looked at her grandmother as if to thank her. Remember once, mom and dad to take me home to see my grandparents, grandmother unexpectedly nervous for several days to eat bad sleep bad, always said that sentence: "Go out must pull the child's hand." A few months later, we came back from my grandfather's home to my grandmother's home. As soon as I came back, my grandmother held me tightly in her arms, crying and saying, "I thought I would never see you again." Later I knew that my grandmother had been seriously ill and could die at any time. A few months later, Grandma did leave us. Now whenever I see my grandmother's photos, I think of my grandmother love me, I miss my grandmother very much.Whenever I see my neighbor Aunt Wang, my heart can not help but think of my kind grandmother. She has been dead for almost a year, a thick book of photos, leaving grandma with us many good times. My grandmother, and many ordinary old people in the north, a head of silver hair always combed neatly, forehead covered with a line of wrinkles. Grandma always doubled up and seemed unable to get up. A pair of thick knuckle hands like old branches, is never straight. Listen to my mother, my grandmother is the eldest in the family, she was the bellwether since childhood, until the younger brother and sister arranged a family, she became their own home. Years of suffering had made her unable to hold her back or stretch her hands straight. Grandma was a kind and hardworking woman, always giving a little of this and a little of that, but she was reluctant to eat. She would cook food for us by the pot, hoe and water in the garden, or wash clothes for her children. As soon as she stepped out of the house, the chickens and ducks would immediately surrounded her. The duck ate and looked at her grandmother as if to thank her. Remember once, mom and dad to take me home to see my grandparents, grandmother unexpectedly nervous for several days to eat bad sleep bad, always said that sentence: "Go out must pull the child's hand." A few months later, we came back from my grandfather's home to my grandmother's home. As soon as I came back, my grandmother held me tightly in her arms, crying and saying, "I thought I would never see you again." Later I knew that my grandmother had been seriously ill and could die at any time. A few months later, Grandma did leave us. Now whenever I see my grandmother's photos, I think of my grandmother love me, I miss my grandmother very much.
By vernita thomas3 years ago in Confessions
Imperceptibly
Imperceptibly, a step into the threshold of spring, with the two rain, also feel the breath of spring. Spring is like this, not in the moment of germination of flowers and plants, also not in the misty rain hazy, it is in the cold Xie fall condensation, blooming in the recovery of all things. Even in the school this month, I feel this deeply. Looking at a few days ago in the school is still budding magnolia, the heart is full of expectations. Now you can see the beauty of the flower form from upstairs. The school begonia is not to be outdone, full of branches. Even the corner of the canteen also drilled out a rape flower, give people unexpected surprise. The shallow green renders the thick anger, the light flowers decorate the vigorous poetry, it seems that the arrival of spring suddenly gives the depressed people a cheerful mood. However, only when the mood is good. Sometimes, looking at the tender buds were pressed to shiver in the spring cold, scattered leaves were blown by the wind dance. The heart is still a chill, welling up in my heart, melancholy to think about something. A person quietly alone, feel another kind of indescribable sadness. Sometimes, with the cool wind, the heart was blocked by stone tears slowly from the corner of the eye. Sometimes, but because of a inexplicable smile, let oneself always keep that action, smile all day. But I know that everything will change, just like the transition from winter to spring. I also know that everything will pass, just like this spring to the shade. Spring is the season, but also the mood. Whether it is melancholy, deep, or warm, cheerful, whether it is comfortable or painful, in my heart is as precious as gold. Walking in the school, looking at the dancing willow branches, the fragrant breeze and charming flowers, I suddenly stopped and looked up at the blue sky, as if I knew what I was looking forward to, the corners of my mouth are also rising...Imperceptibly, a step into the threshold of spring, with the two rain, also feel the breath of spring. Spring is like this, not in the moment of germination of flowers and plants, also not in the misty rain hazy, it is in the cold Xie fall condensation, blooming in the recovery of all things. Even in the school this month, I feel this deeply. Looking at a few days ago in the school is still budding magnolia, the heart is full of expectations. Now you can see the beauty of the flower form from upstairs. The school begonia is not to be outdone, full of branches. Even the corner of the canteen also drilled out a rape flower, give people unexpected surprise. The shallow green renders the thick anger, the light flowers decorate the vigorous poetry, it seems that the arrival of spring suddenly gives the depressed people a cheerful mood. However, only when the mood is good. Sometimes, looking at the tender buds were pressed to shiver in the spring cold, scattered leaves were blown by the wind dance. The heart is still a chill, welling up in my heart, melancholy to think about something. A person quietly alone, feel another kind of indescribable sadness. Sometimes, with the cool wind, the heart was blocked by stone tears slowly from the corner of the eye. Sometimes, but because of a inexplicable smile, let oneself always keep that action, smile all day. But I know that everything will change, just like the transition from winter to spring. I also know that everything will pass, just like this spring to the shade. Spring is the season, but also the mood. Whether it is melancholy, deep, or warm, cheerful, whether it is comfortable or painful, in my heart is as precious as gold. Walking in the school, looking at the dancing willow branches, the fragrant breeze and charming flowers, I suddenly stopped and looked up at the blue sky, as if I knew what I was looking forward to, the corners of my mouth are also rising...
By shona johnson3 years ago in Confessions
The start of spring
The start of spring falls on February 4. "Li" is the beginning of the meaning, also called "spring". The ancients had a custom of beating cattle on this day, the 24 solar terms formed in the Han Dynasty cattle ploughing era, cattle is an important "power" in agricultural production, spring is coming, cattle are also very idle, should play a dozen to let it activity, so, "cattle" the start of spring is called spring. Of course, the word "hit" itself also has the meaning of beginning, such as "from the beginning" and "beginning" express the same meaning. The beginning of spring begins on the 15th day of the 12th lunar month and ends on the 13th day of the 1st lunar month. Cereal crops are sown after Qingming Festival. As spring begins, people should make some preparations for planting. The "cat winter" is over. Start of Spring is around the Spring Festival, people have to busy this year first. Before the Spring Festival, wait until busy the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month, feel Qingming is in front of people will say "spring neck" short, on the contrary, like this year is the thirteenth day of spring, after the Lantern Festival, to the next two months, natural "spring neck" is long. There is a folk saying that "spring hits six and nine heads", and there is a saying that "five and six and six see the willows along the river", which means that at this time the willows begin to turn green and all things give birth to new life. But the weather is still cold this season, the folk proverb reminds us, "spring, after joy, 60 days of cold weather." Why 60 days? Folk proverbs also tell us, "spring reaches cold food sixty days", cold food the next day is Qingming, only to "Qingming Festival", the spring really settled down, the weather is warm. Don't regret that the beginning of spring is not the beginning of the year. Spring has quietly come to us. Spring in our eyes, spring in our hearts, we are in the spring.The start of spring falls on February 4. "Li" is the beginning of the meaning, also called "spring". The ancients had a custom of beating cattle on this day, the 24 solar terms formed in the Han Dynasty cattle ploughing era, cattle is an important "power" in agricultural production, spring is coming, cattle are also very idle, should play a dozen to let it activity, so, "cattle" the start of spring is called spring. Of course, the word "hit" itself also has the meaning of beginning, such as "from the beginning" and "beginning" express the same meaning. The beginning of spring begins on the 15th day of the 12th lunar month and ends on the 13th day of the 1st lunar month. Cereal crops are sown after Qingming Festival. As spring begins, people should make some preparations for planting. The "cat winter" is over. Start of Spring is around the Spring Festival, people have to busy this year first. Before the Spring Festival, wait until busy the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month, feel Qingming is in front of people will say "spring neck" short, on the contrary, like this year is the thirteenth day of spring, after the Lantern Festival, to the next two months, natural "spring neck" is long. There is a folk saying that "spring hits six and nine heads", and there is a saying that "five and six and six see the willows along the river", which means that at this time the willows begin to turn green and all things give birth to new life. But the weather is still cold this season, the folk proverb reminds us, "spring, after joy, 60 days of cold weather." Why 60 days? Folk proverbs also tell us, "spring reaches cold food sixty days", cold food the next day is Qingming, only to "Qingming Festival", the spring really settled down, the weather is warm. Don't regret that the beginning of spring is not the beginning of the year. Spring has quietly come to us. Spring in our eyes, spring in our hearts, we are in the spring.
By anita cross3 years ago in Confessions
Some time ago
Some time ago, I went back to my hometown for a party with my childhood friends. During the dinner, I chatted about the recent situation. A girl said, "The baby who just graduated from the home selling marinated vegetables went home to see the shop. People all expressed regret for Gang Wa's "not striving for progress", because he used to be the most handsome boy in the family. He was very good at sports and got good grades. He was the girl's dream lover. Taking over from their parents and running the same small business for more than a decade, without switching to a more respectable and lucrative business, is now often seen as "worthless" in the mainland. But such "worthless" people can be seen everywhere in Taiwan. Not to go far, in the vicinity of my home in Taipei, whether it is a breakfast shop selling fried dough sticks and fried buns, or a small restaurant making steamed pork rice and beef noodles, or even a drink stall selling lemon Aiyu down the street, all of them have a history of 20 or 30 years. He took me through the stores, proudly sharing his fond taste memories from his childhood. "What did you like to eat as a child?" "Asked the gentleman. I was suddenly sad -- my childhood favorite delicacy, whose name I remembered, whose taste was hard to find. Those old shops have almost disappeared, and even if they have been relocated and reopened, the boss does not know how much they have changed, and the taste is quite different. And I've moved many times since I was a kid, and the old house has been torn down. I can't find my own memories, so it's good to feel others. I like to visit all kinds of old shops from street to street around Taiwan. What impressed me the most was the famous Ah Tang Salty congee in Tainan. It was not big and there were no pretty waiters or waitresses, but the line started at 5 or 6 am every day and business was still brisk before closing at 11 am. Ah Tang sells the Tainan favorite lice and sole porridge, as well as "peripheral products" such as fish maw, intestines and heads, which have remained the same for 60 years. Three generations of founder Zhang Chuntang's family have been working in the shop, buying fish, killing fish, cooking, passing dishes, serving... All from the family "one dragon" division of labor cooperation, from every detail to stick to the brand founded by the old generation. Although they did not set up a chain or expand their stores, Tainan people speak of Ah Tang with respect and gratitude. After all, many people can taste the "original taste" when they come back to Tainan no matter how long they have been away from home. What a warm experience! In fact, a bowl of louse and sole porridge is not only condensed A Tang family persistence. The fishmonger they work with, also run in the family, has been providing them with the freshest quality catch for decades. Even the deep-fried dough sticks used to soak porridge have been made by the same master for decades. Now the man, who is in his 70s, still rides his bicycle to deliver the dough sticks every day. It's amazing how normal it is to have multiple generations of people in the same business, and how they glow when they talk about their craft, and how proud they are of their heritage. "She used to come to me with her mother to buy fish, but now she comes to me with her grandson in her arms," an old woman said, pointing to a customer at Tainan's Shuixian Palace market. "Our neighbors have been close for decades. If we can't do it well, or if we suddenly stop doing it, I will feel sorry for myself..." If decades, generations to keep a craft is "worthless", it is also the greatest "worthless".
By christina green3 years ago in Confessions
Echoes of Lost Souls
Chapter 1: Broken Promises Amidst the fog-shrouded city streets, a melancholic tale unfolds. Lily, a young woman burdened by the weight of shattered dreams and broken promises, finds herself trapped in the web of her own heartache. With each passing day, her spirit diminishes, her once-bright eyes dulled by sorrow.
By Faisal Bilal3 years ago in Confessions
It was a sunny day
It was a sunny day. The old man packed up his fishing gear early in the morning and prepared to set out. He had only gruel when he left, but that was enough for him. The old man went out of his house, looked into the warm sun and prayed, "God! Please help me return home today!" Then he sat down in his shabby boat and sailed against the waves. At noon, the weather suddenly changed. The sky was dark and cloudy, and the wind was howling on the sea. The big waves hit the old man's boat again and again. The storm lasted all afternoon, and by the time it was over, night had fallen and the old man was adrift in the middle of the sea, looking around without a light. He took the matchbox from his pocket, but it was already wet with water. The old man was cold and hungry, and his years of experience had taught him that if he kept calm and persevered, he could avoid death.
By yvette batoula3 years ago in Confessions
China's Rival Airbus & Boeing: A Growing Force in the Aviation Industry
Introduction: The aviation industry has long been dominated by two major players, Airbus and Boeing. These giants have set the standards for commercial aircraft manufacturing and have enjoyed a duopoly in the market for decades. However, a new player has emerged on the scene, challenging the dominance of Airbus and Boeing - China.
By Plantera Digital Media 3 years ago in Confessions
