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Anonymous users2024-02-07The love for flowers in spring is condensed in the bursts of flower trade winds; The love for the cicadas in summer is condensed in the drops of dew; The love for the earth in autumn is condensed in the fallen leaves; The love for the rice fields in winter is condensed in the snowflakes; Our love for grandma is condensed in that grain of salt crystal, condensed in this white lie.
That day, my mother and I went to visit my grandmother. Grandma was very happy when she heard about it, and set a table of dishes. As soon as we entered the house, my grandmother greeted us
Here, let's serve it, no need to help. She herself staggered to the kitchen with small steps, stretched out her tree-like hand, grasped the silver-white salt shaker, and staggered back to the table. It turned out that she was going to put salt in this cold kelp shred.
The stainless steel salt jar reflected the miserable white light, reflecting the old face of the grandmother.
Grandma walked over to the kelp, narrowed her already small eyes, and dug a spoonful of salt heavily, but it was not enough, so she dug up another spoonful of more salt and sprinkled it directly on the plate of kelp! I watched it "shockingly": God, no one would dare to eat this.
Grandma said, "Okay, okay, you can eat." "The dark green kelp is dotted with salt grains, and it is as clear as a diamond.
At this time, my mother actually grabbed a chopsticks of kelp and put it in her mouth with steamed buns! Sure enough, Mom's expression was the kind of pain that she tried to hide. Grandma noticed her mother's abnormality and asked
How's that, salty? "No, it's just right, it's not salty or light. Grandma turned to me again
Taste it, salty? ”
Under the light, I saw my grandmother's face again. Her face was wrinkled, her hair had long since turned white, and the gaze in her small eyes was full of kindness and anticipation. I took a "diamond" from a chopstick, put it in my mouth, and said:
It's not salty, grandma, your craft is really getting better and better. Grandma smiled, every wrinkle on her face was smiling, and it was the most comfortable smile I had ever seen her.
Spring in **? She is condensed in the flowers, and happiness is in **? Happiness is condensed in that small salt grain, and in the unmelted salt crystal, our love for grandma is so strong that it cannot be dissolved.
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Anonymous users2024-02-06Coacervation. ...Their eyes condensed, looking at the slowly rising national flag, saluting ......The flag-raising ceremony is over. The campus is bustling again.
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Anonymous users2024-02-05This is our high school exam question last year, it seems that you are about to take the high school entrance examination, so let's give you an article to learn from.
I think it's pretty well written.
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Anonymous users2024-02-04Starting from unity, a slap does not make a sound, and many forces can be gathered together to accomplish one thing. Examples can be ants huddling together to avoid fires, Wenchuan ** military and civilians dedicated to earthquake relief, etc.
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Anonymous users2024-02-03Cohesion Essay guidance and sample essays.
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I grew up.
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