The order of the excursion of the third lesson of the Chinese language in the fourth grade of primar

[Bears everything with a smile].

Sang Lan is one of the best vaulters in my country's women's gymnastics team, smiling and bearing everything. She started gymnastics at the age of 5 and was selected for the national team at the age of 12. He has participated in many major international competitions and won honors.

On the evening of July 21, 1998, the 4th World Friendship Games was being held in New York, USA. Sang Lan, who participated in the women's vault competition, had an accident during her attempt: she fell headfirst from the horse box, and suddenly lost consciousness completely from the chest down.

Diagnosed by a doctor, fractures of the 6th and 7th vertebrae. What a misfortune! Sang Lan's beautiful life has just begun, but she may have to spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair forever.

Every morning and afternoon, the doctor had to give Sang Lan two hours of ****, pushing from the hand to the chest. Sang Lan always cooperated with the doctor while being tender and in great pain, and at the same time gently merged with the music of free gymnastics. The master doctor, Ragnarsson, said movingly

This little girl set an example for all paralyzed patients with amazing perseverance and indomitable spirit, and the schoolboy essay "Bear everything with a smile". As the days passed, Sang Lan was able to brush her teeth, dress herself, and eat by herself. But who knows, behind these simple actions that can't be simpler, how Sang Lan is so tired and panting and depressed that Lingling is talking about Lingling!

On October 30, 1998, Sang Lan was discharged from the hospital. Facing the countless people who cared about her, Sang Lan said with a touching smile: "I will never give in to pain, I believe that sooner or later I will be able to stand up!"

Sang Lan, a strong little girl, endured everything with a smile and won the admiration of people at home and abroad.

The hill in front of our village looks like a big green pile from a distance. On the mountain pack, the trees are very dense, the grass is very deep, and there are many flowers. A stone-paved path winds through the dense forest of the hills. At the end of the stone path, there is a clear spring, called "Pearl Spring".

It's a pool of deep green spring water. It is surrounded by untidy stones, and a layer of moss grows on the stones. If you step on it, you're going to slip.

The fern that was so green that there was not a hint of variegation, and the flowers that quietly opened, gave Pearl Spring a simple wreath. The water was so green, it was as green as if it had been dyed by the green trees and grass around it. The water was so deep and so clear that you could see the blue-brown stones at the bottom of the pool, and you could see the grains of sand and blackened leaves at the bottom of the pool.

It's a pity that there are no fish, because the water is too clear and cool, right?

The most interesting thing is, of course, the shiny, plump, gurgling bubbles that bubble up from the bottom of the pool! At first, the blisters were small, swaying higher and higher, getting bigger and bigger, and finally bloomed on the surface of the water and disappeared with a "fluttering" smile! Sometimes, through the dense foliage, the sun sifted a golden light on the water, on the rising blisters, and on the blue-brown stones at the bottom of the pool.

On the surface of the water and at the bottom of the pool, golden and silver frecks of light are intertwined; The blisters are shiny and shiny, emitting red, yellow, green, and purple ......It's like a string of colored pearls!

This is the beautiful Pearl Spring, this is the Pearl Spring of our village!

Needless to say, how much I love Pearl Springs. I'm curious to know, where does it get so many bubbles? When the creek was cut off, it continued to bubble when the well in the village dried up.

Could it be that there are happy children in Xu Township, hiding somewhere to blow bubbles and play? They must have had a great time, right? Every time I carry the bucket that Abba made for me and come to the Pearl Spring, I think so.

Carrying a load full of water, walking on the stone path in the forest, how many pearls I spilled!

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