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My ***

Ever since my cousin had a ***, somehow, I had a strong desire to have ***, and one day after school, I couldn't help but say what I wanted to ***. Unexpectedly, my wish came true—-- I have ***!

Mine is silvery-white, rectangular, the size of a matchbox, less than one-third the thickness of a matchbox, it can be charged like a mobile phone, and you don't have to bring batteries to use it. It can be recorded, reread, saved sixty or seventy songs, and even listened to channel programs like a radio, with a pair of high-end black headphones, which is exquisite!

When I got this tiny ***, I couldn't help but jump for joy! My *** is not only exquisite, but also has a beautiful timbre, and it sounds so clear that it sounds like listening to a live singing, without being hoarse at all!

As soon as I got this ***, I couldn't put it down and treated it like jewelry. Listen to songs and ** songs whenever you have time, read books and listen to them, listen to them after you do your homework, and listen to ...... during your vacationFor a while**this song, for a while**that song, I can be seen fiddling with it almost every day, and the joy that this *** brings me is self-evident.

Today, technology is developing rapidly, from the previous radio to the current ***, from airplanes to spaceships, from ......I believe that tomorrow's technology supplies will be better!

One bright afternoon, I was reading on the balcony when I heard the sound of chirping, and when I looked back, I saw a bird chirping on the clothes rack outside the window. I don't know its name. Its mouth is thin and long, and the top of its head is white as if it had worn a white hat.

Its plumage is black with a yellow tinge. I couldn't understand what it was saying, and I didn't know if it saw me. I know it's clearly not called to me, it's not here for me, but I'm happy to hear it.

It flew away after just a dozen seconds. But it just so accidentally and deeply remained in my memory. This brief encounter in the nth power of ten in life interprets a faint fate.

One rainy morning, I walked down a muddy country road, and the road ahead came to an end with the sound of stopping. Glancing up at the turn, I suddenly saw a bungalow with stairs from the bottom up fast-forward into my eyes, and the middle of the stone blue staircase was actually glowing yellow. When I looked closely, I saw a yellow dog sitting there, with a look of peace in his face.

For a long, long time, it didn't change its posture. Its gaze suddenly turned to me as it stared ahead, and it gave me an indifferent look, perhaps because I had been looking at it and being aware of it. But then it turned its head again and returned to its original posture.

I walked softly and quietly away.

On summer nights, the bright lights always attract flying moths and mosquitoes "buzzing" and noisy. The moonlight that came through the window was shaded by a small patch of black. I knew that it was the protagonist of the fairy tale who loved to cut off his tail.

Its relatively short limbs clinged to the windowpane, and its tiny paw prints resembled brown plum blossoms. A slight sound startled it away, and it came and went without a trace. Those who are not paying attention will not notice this quiet encounter, and will not know that there has been a small gecko footprint here.

How many such encounters will there be in the earthly world, accidental, indifferent, and quiet. Maybe few people care, only leave a quiet and peaceful feeling in the bottom of their hearts.

The cheerful outside, but I think the noisy ** rang wantonly, and the bell kept walking. Although my stomach was a little upset, I opened a can of Coke, took a sip, and put it on the table.

Turn on the light, it's the kind of light that sells best. Sure enough, it was the light of the sun, a bright yellow. Suddenly, I just want to put my head on the table, put it in the light, and put my face close to the can, so that my whole body is cold.

Close your eyes, let the hustle and bustle away from me, feel the warmth of light, the coolness of metal. Let Zhong'er stand still at this moment, until the warmth melts the cold jar, until the coolness cools my heart. However, in the silence, I heard a crisp sound of "bang, pop" and "bang, pop" in my ears, so rhythmic and elastic.

Closer and listen closely, it turns out that the elves of CO2 are scrambling to escape from the shackles of water - the oppression is gone, and the elves who yearn for freedom are naturally to be liberated. Imagine the fierce scene in the dark jar - the small bubbles attached to the wall suddenly rise, collide with each other and burst, emitting bursts of seductive crispness. When I opened my eyes, curiously, I looked in through the fan-shaped mouth, but I only saw my black eyes reflected in the water, swaying gently, and those black eyes were also shaking.

How did such a clear voice come out! Although the ** and the car whistle outside are endless, and the "ticking" sound of the second hand has not weakened at all, I only seem to hear the cold notes in the metal, which is beautiful! However, the voice became lazier and lazier, and gradually, it fell silent.

Is it because I didn't shake it? So, after a few movements, sullenly, there was a burst of freshness, a final freshness, and then, gone. I drank it and my stomach hurt even more......

Personal experience, true feelings, and real feelings are the key to writing a good weekly diary. Don't expect people to give you a copy, I'll help you come up with a few writing ideas for reference.

1。If the end of the world is coming one day in 2012, what do you want to say to your parents?

2。Chat with the elders or do one thing for the elders, express your feelings and feelings by writing things, pay attention to the center, focus on writing one thing, do not keep a running account, and the topic is self-proposed.

3。Go outdoors with your children and write down the most interesting things with your own topics.

4。Go to the streets, alleys, shops, supermarkets and other places to observe and observe, and write down the new change that impresses you the most in the New Year, with your own title.

5。I'm a year older again, write about your New Year's resolutions, and pay attention to highlight the key points.

Windswept memories.

A round, green, spiky guy occupies a big place in my heart, it is it that accompanied me through my childhood, it was it that accompanied me for five years of elementary school and one year of junior high school. When I remember the scorching sun on the roof of my home, it haunts my heart, and it accompanies me without complaint when I do my homework in the house under the hot sun. Yes!

It would be nice if it could live with me for the rest of my life...

When I was seven years old, I was basking in the joy of my birthday, and my dad's gift immediately attracted me—a fist-sized cactus, green and a few small buds on its round head, "Blooming cactus!" "I cried out excitedly, and my dad told me that it would bloom beautifully in June, so I let it be at my table every day, with me in the sun.

I walk up to it every day and talk to it for a while, hoping that the flowers will bloom sooner. Finally, with my perseverance, it used a green pillar in mid-May to top its small ball, and the ball also turned from green to red, and finally like a salute flower" "The little pink red flower is like a small butterfly flying on the lotus leaf, and if you look closely, you can also find the golden stamens, which are particularly dazzling.

Autumn came, and its flowers slowly turned into a small bag of beads, and I was of course curious about the secrets of the bread. One day, a small black bag could not contain the secret, so I opened my mouth to tell the secret - a mouthful of black balls, and I suddenly realized that the bread there was its seed.

Under the summer and autumn sun, it beats me, struggles with me, encourages me and supports me. So, it became my best friend, looking at it, it was like a cool breeze blowing under the scorching sun, so refreshing, so charming...

I still remember vividly that under the scorching sun, I looked forward to the cool breeze blowing with it, and it was so happy, so comfortable, because we were the closest friends in the world.

When the snow blew in 2008, it bloomed and survived unscathed, and I couldn't help but marvel at its life! But since my family moved to No. 5 Middle School, we rarely see each other, only my grandfather takes care of it, and it spends a winter alone...

It walked into heaven in solitude...

My tears flowed from my eyes, what a friend it was! I love it, it's my closest friend!

Friend! Do you remember me? I still remember you, and I'm still thinking about the time I spent with you - the cool breeze of summer, the cool breeze of autumn.

Now, the cool breeze is blowing again, and it blows to you with my apologies, you must miss me very much! Me too! I will not forget you.

You must be lonely... But you must be relieved - because I love you...

There are three cute little fish in my house, the red one is called Xiaohong, the white one is called Xiaobai, and the black one is called Xiaohei. Little Red is covered in glittering red scales, none of which are variegated, and her tail is larger than the other two. Xiaobai's cheeks are bright red when they open and turn silvery-white when they are closed, and a small bubble spits out from its mouth every time it opens.

The little black is even more playful, with a small black dot on the tip of the fin and tail that at first glance looks like it was dotted with a brush.

Their eating appearance is even more interesting, whenever I sprinkle the powdered fish food into the fish tank, Xiaohong is the first to rush forward to grab the food, Xiaobai and Xiaoblack are waiting nearby. Xiaohong took a few bites and swam to the bottom of the water. Xiao Bai and Xiao Hei swam over, opened their "cherry mouths" and ate them with a wolf.

When they are all full, they return to their "territory" unhurriedly.

Once, I was observing small fish and suddenly noticed that they were lined up and swimming together desperately in the same direction - the other side of the tank. Why is that? So I had a question and continued to observe the next day.

After a few days of observation, I found out that they were racing in physical education class just like us!

The sentence is so beautiful that the teacher must have invited me to the office for tea.