Associated with a song Composition 25

The sun is always after the storm"?

Frustration grinds.

One day, I was listening to the radio at home, and suddenly I heard the host say, "Let's enjoy "Little Water Drop Song" together!" After a while, a well-known piece of music came over the radio:

Many small droplets, accumulating into the sea. Many small grains of sand accumulate into the ...... of the earth"The song tugged at the heartstrings of my memory.

It was a holiday under the scorching sun, and I was wandering outside with my friends when I suddenly noticed that the square was full of people, and I couldn't see what we were doing. I squeezed in, and it turned out that it was to donate money to the people in the disaster area. Suddenly, a scene of chaos in the disaster area came to my mind:

As far as the eye can see, there are collapsed ruins. the helpless tears of children my age or even younger on the ruins; The cozy cottage of a moment ago was instantly a pile of ruins; The classroom with the sound of books suddenly lost a quiet desk......They all want the fragile foam, under the pressure of reinforced concrete one by one bursts.

In my hazy teary eyes, I saw one person after another stuffing crumpled dozens of dollars into the donation box, and after stuffing the money, I quietly bowed slightly before turning and retreating.

I wanted to rush up immediately, but, as soon as I touched my pocket, there were only two "weather-beaten" one-dollar coins. Forget it, donate it to be laughed at.

I hesitated, and the song sounded in my head: "Many small droplets, accumulate into the ...... of the sea.""Well, although I have little money, I gather sand into a tower, hundreds of millions of coins, is an unstoppable force! Besides, sending goose feathers thousands of miles away is light and affectionate.

A little love can bloom fragrant flowers and bless thousands of people. "Yes, don't take evil as small, don't take good as small.

I stepped forward, reverently threw two coins into the donation box, and got out of the cracks. Seeing pairs of thin little hands holding bowls of hot porridge, seeing new houses rising from the ground, seeing them with thick quilts, their hearts are warmer than the sun overhead. My friends, like me, did their part to join me on the way home.

The radio kept playing that song, and my heart was pounding, remembering what it had taught me.

How do you sing this school song?

Under the light of the faint moonlight, a hint of sea breeze blew on the sea, and the sea surface showed sparkling waves, like a child in the city with a smile on his face, reflecting the crystal moonlight on the sea. Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and huge waves rolled on the sea, and the crystal moon turned into broken silver in an instant, and the moon illuminated the waves brightly, and the waves crashed onto the beach layer by layer, washing the sand. The waves kept hitting the reef with a crisp sound, like the sea singing a song of joy.

At this time, the waves were rough, and the waves crashed against the sea and the beach, splashing ten thousand lotus flowers on the surface of the sea, and many waves were formed. Layer after layer, they "jumped" on the surface of the sea.

"Learn from Lei Feng, a good example. Whenever I think of this song, I want to be happy to help others. That day, I came home from school.

When I was about to get to the door, I heard the cry, and curiosity drove me to follow the starting point of the sound. Got it! It turned out to be a little sister sitting on the ground and crying.

I hurriedly asked, "Why are you sitting here crying?" "Woo, woo, woo, my doll, woo, fall, break, woo, woo.

The little sister said sadly. "That's not a big deal, throw it away and buy a new one." I told her.

I don't want to. ”

Why? "I'm a little confused. "It was given to me by a good friend of mine, she emigrated and never came back, this doll is a memory of our friendship," the little sister said to me, wiping away her tears

You can't sew something, and if you can, can you help me sew her? With that, she took out a rag doll from behind her that had taken off some threads. Looking at this tattered rag doll, I couldn't help but feel disgusted.

I was about to leave, and suddenly remembered the song "Learning from Lei Feng, a Good Example" in my mind, and I couldn't help but think of Uncle Lei Feng, Uncle Lei Feng is the foundation of happiness in helping others, and is an example for people to learn, shouldn't we inherit his spirit? This song gave me a belief: I must make my little sister happy, and I must help my little sister sew the rag doll.

So, I rushed home, put down my school bag, and before I could catch my breath, I took the white thread, scissors, and needle, and ran out.

After that, I threaded the thread to the needle, squeezed the cotton of the rag doll into it, sewed it with the needle and thread from the inside to the outside, pulled it tight, and when I knotted it, I cut the thread so short that it was almost invisible. The rag doll was sewn and I gave it to my little sister. , the little sister smiled, and I smiled happily too.

"Learn from Lei Feng, a good example. Whenever I think of this song, I must make a copy of Lei Feng, to help others is the foundation of happiness!

Leaving in winter, I woke up in a certain month and year. I think, I'm waiting, I'm looking forward to it, but I can't arrange ...... rationally in the futureEncounter" Everyone will always meet many people in their life and have experienced all kinds of things. Some people will rush past us, such as the "Pipa Xing" said, "The same is the end of the world, why should we have known each other."

And some people are deeply embedded in our memories and touched us for a lifetime. Thinking of Stefanie Sun's "Meet", I am used to remembering a person with a song. And when I listened to this song again, I remembered a person who moved me forever - Mr. Ran!

In March, when the winter had just left, I walked into the school gate of Haikou No. 9 Primary School and began my two-month internship career. And my Chinese instructor is Ms. Ran, an excellent Chinese teacher in Hainan Province. In the midst of nervous and anti-expectant waiting, I met her, a young and steady Chongqing beauty.

Her beautiful eyes, kind smile, and slightly hoarse voice from the long lectures helped me gradually calm my mind from the panic. In that moment, I felt that I had met my relatives in this strange city. I never believed I was a lucky person, but this time, I'm really thankful.

From the first time I listened to Ms. Ran's Chinese class, she demonstrated for us very carefully, from the teaching posture and teaching style between gestures to the detailed steps of text analysis and composition review; From the teaching design of the normal class to the affectionate explanation of the open class. Ms. Ran used her years of teaching experience to lead me step by step to the teaching podium. I still remember the scene when I failed in the first class, when I waited for Teacher Ran's criticism with guilt and self-blame, she used words of encouragement and comfort to make me re-energize and face my failure.

Until now, I can't forget the encouraging words and concerned eyes, which made me learn to take responsibility and work hard. In the process of training again and again, I gradually transitioned from an ignorant college student to a qualified teacher. I know that every growth and progress is inseparable from the guidance and help of Mr. Ran.

She once said these two things to me: "Teach languages in the way of languages; Dedicate his passion to the work of Chinese teaching in primary schools. "Before my internship, I didn't think about becoming a teacher.

But every time I think of these two sentences of Mr. Ran, I will feel the love of a teacher for education and the expectations of us. Now, I'm working hard to become an educator. Thank you, Mr. Ran, for allowing me to find my future.

Now, I am already a glorious people's teacher, and every time I gaze at the night sky of Hainan alone and listen to this song "Meet", I will think of you! Meeting you is my most beautiful accident!

"The evening breeze blows lightly in Penghu Bay, the white waves chase the beach, there is no coconut grove falling into the sun, just a sea blue ......”

It's **class again, just walked into the **classroom, I heard this song again, came to the seat and listened quietly, after listening to a song, the teacher played it again, I listened and listened, and gradually understood the singer's mind, he missed his grandmother very much, and I also missed my grandmother spontaneously!

I was also a country boy who was raised by my grandmother when I was a child, so I thought, "There is only a grandmother in the world." "Grandma was very kind, she never scolded us, let alone beat us.

Almost every day, my grandmother and I went to the river to catch small fish, and of course, my brothers and sisters! The river is crystal clear, small fish, small shrimp are also easy to catch, we are not here to eat, but to put these little things in bottles and raise them to play. And the way to catch these little things is very simple:

Just grab it with your hands, and then look at your luck, if it's good, you can catch it, and if it's bad, you can't catch it.

That's grandma just watching the beautiful scenery and we are playing on the side, we are also very happy, the evening breeze blows on the cheeks, it feels cool, very comfortable, we play until the sun goes down before going home, grandma looks at me who has become a "soup chicken", will help me find dry clothes to change into, and will serve delicious mung bean soup, let me relieve the heat. I gulped it down, and my grandmother laughed as if she could never get enough.

Class! "Stand up! This familiar voice pulled me back from my memories to reality, and after waking up, my heart seemed to be filled with something, and it became warm.