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In the blink of an eye, the holiday is over. Usually spend the days in the classroom like a year, but if it is during the holidays, the days are like seconds, and the "brush" will pass all of a sudden. Ay! This question has always been a mystery to me.
Now, I don't even dare to look at the calendar, I don't want to know what day of the week is today, I don't dare to ask anyone when I start school. I used to look forward to the weekend, but now I want time to stop its rush and never reach the weekend, because the weekend (which I reluctantly write) is about to start.
During the holidays, I was like a "wild horse" without the reins, running on the grasslands of Xinjiang and bathing in the rivers of Chengdu, but eventually I had to be leashed back to the ...... in the "horse pen".
School is about to start, and I am happy and worried. I'm glad I can see my classmates again, and I wonder how happy I am. What worries me is that I have to go back to my life of having a teacher during the day and a mother at night.
This holiday is very memorable for me, school is about to start, although I have already arrived at school, but my heart is still outside. But I believe that as long as school really starts and I have two more classes in the classroom, my heart will return to school as if it is firmly tied by a "rope".
School is almost starting and I'm moving up another level. In my previous study life, there were still many things that I didn't do well enough to worry about my teachers and mother. I will be determined to study consciously in the new semester, learn better, and live up to the glorious title of "outstanding class cadre" obtained last semester.
Now, I'm looking forward to starting school with all my heart!
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It's back to school! In the blink of an eye, the relaxed and pleasant winter vacation life has ended, and the new semester has arrived.
Today is the first day of school, the weather is exceptionally sunny, and the students who have been absent for a long time are like a flock of lively and lovely birds, happily flying into the beautiful campus. In the spacious and bright classroom, the teacher handed us brand new textbooks. I stroked the new textbook with both hands, looked at the shiny cover, smelled the fragrance of the ink, and felt indescribable joy and emotion in my heart.
Hey, old man time, can't you walk slowly? We haven't had enough yet! After the start of school, we are faced with intense study, and we can no longer sleep until one o'clock like a big black bear, and as soon as the alarm clock rings at 6:50, we have to get up immediately, and we can no longer be as relaxed as in the winter vacation.
Because if you are a little lazy, you may regress in your studies, and you may not find your place in the ranks of the "First Army." I will never forget the affectionate and happy smiles on the faces of the teachers who worked hard to nurture my growth when I walked on the sacred podium at the end of each semester to receive the certificates of "Three Good Students" ......and "Outstanding Class Cadres".
As the saying goes, "No pain, no gain." "Learning is a pleasant thing, we must be like a sponge, strive to absorb the water of knowledge from books, grasp the present, and have a better future.
Besides, after a few months of intense study, a colorful holiday life will come again. Students, let's study harder and strive for greater progress in the new semester.
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Pink and willow green, purple and red, the spring girl unveiled her mysterious veil and revealed her beautiful face. I can't wait to go out into the wild to find the colorful spring. So, on this sunny day, the wind was beautiful, and the sky was crisp, my mother and I happily went to the countryside to find spring.
When we came to the river, we only heard the river tinkling forward, like beautiful notes playing a spring music on the keys. The little fish spit bubbles on the surface of the water like mischievous dolls, splashing around and around the surface of the water. At this moment, how I wish I was a little fish, playing happily in the water.
As we walked on, the grass on the side of the road was so green that it seemed to clothe the earth in a green garment. There are also a few wild flowers in the grass, red, pink, yellow, red like fire, pink like xia, yellow like gold, embedded in the green carpet of lawn, adding a lot of life to the earth. The grass grows and the warbler flies, the flowers bloom, what a beautiful picture!
We continued to walk forward, unconsciously came to the field, the green wheat seedlings are thriving in the warm spring breeze, the wind gently blows through the field, the wheat seedlings nodded slightly, as if to greet me. At this moment, I wanted to roll in the field for a few moments, but I didn't want to destroy the farmer's crops, so I had to shake my head regretfully. Looking further on, the golden rape flowers seem to cover the earth with a golden quilt, the hard-working bees are busy collecting honey, and the butterflies are dancing among the flowers, as if they are comparing the beauty with the rape flowers.
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From childhood to adulthood, I experienced twelve springs. In the spring, I was impressed by the soft sunshine.
00 I think the sun is beautiful.
00 The breeze blows gently, bringing the unique fragrance and warmth of the sun to every corner. In the early morning, the sun shines on the earth and gilds everything with gold. Climb the tall building, look around, the sun is beating on the green leaves, and there seems to be a new life trembling on each leaf; The sun shines in the stream, which becomes a scarf adorned with glittering gems; The sunshine puts a layer of light makeup on each student, otherwise how can everyone's face be red; In the woods, chickadees hop up and down from the branches, basking in the warm spring sun.
Yes! It's so beautiful and beautiful sunshine.
00 I think that the sunshine is respectable.
00 Last spring, I was worried that my beloved Mori Ginseng Banyan would not be able to withstand the test of the sun, so I brought it into the house. However, the ginseng banyan withered day by day, and the leaves were about to fall off. I rushed to my mother for help.
My mother asked me to bring the ginseng banyan to the balcony to soak up the sun. I did so, and the ginseng banyan was miraculously resurrected.
00 I am grateful for the sunshine and give the ginseng ficus a second life; I am grateful for the sunshine that gives life to all things. If there were no sunshine, there would be no wind, no snow, no rain, no dew; There will be no people, no wood, no birds, no beasts.
00 Oh, I love your spring sunshine!
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Dream, everyone understands this word, everyone has their own dreams. However, this is not so easy to achieve. And I, in order to realize my dreams, I pay, I work hard, and I firmly believe that I will succeed!
My dream is to be a writer. No regrets now, no change in the future. When I was a child, my dream was to be a female police officer, wearing a police uniform, not to mention how majestic!
When I was in school, I changed my dream of becoming a policewoman, and I wanted to become an excellent teacher, give knowledge to many people, and become a useful person in society in the future. I won't be as naïve as I was when I was a child, and since I want to be a writer, I'm going to go down this path and try to do my best.
Since fifth grade, I have fallen in love with reading and writing. When I read books, I always admire those writers, how good their articles are! I fantasized that one day I would be a writer.
Since then, I have been reading hard and writing with my heart. When my essay was praised by my teacher, I felt a little more confident and my desire to become a writer became stronger and stronger. When my essay was pointed out by the teacher that I was not well written, I did not get discouraged and carefully revised it according to the teacher's advice.
Soon, my writing skills improved very quickly, and I tried to write**. But because of studying, the ** who wrote a chapter was forced to come to an end. I don't my tail at the praise of my teacher.
I haven't forgotten my ultimate dream either. Life without dreams is boring. I like to write under the spring sun, which allows me to enjoy the charm of spring; I like to write in the shade of summer trees, and that gives me a sense of the unique smell ...... summerThe years have passed, but I have not forgotten my dream ...... to become a writer
Dream under the sun, stand and spread your wings and soar! I will always follow you!
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The **** is being analyzed on the radio, and it is another half-dead trading day. Although wealth is something outside the body, with the motive of entertainment to enter the market, the continuous ** have lost their old capital, and then there is a happy mood that is self-deception, and **** is hung on the face of every ** people, like the second temperature of the previous few days, the air pressure is low, the humidity is high, there is no sun, and the sultry makes people upset.
At the intersection of the People's Shopping Mall on Qiyi Road, which has not yet been renovated, there are surprisingly many pedestrians and vehicles today, and the big screen shows a noisy advertisement for a company recruiting a female marketing manager, standing in the four corners.
Seven or eight traffic policemen, the horns sounded one after another, and the scene was chaotic with one word and two words!
The red light seemed to be longer than usual, so I simply turned off the fire, lit a cigarette, and helplessly spit out the smoke ring. Suddenly
A big-eyed female traffic policeman walked quickly to my position from the left, subconsciously looking at the lights, they were all turned off; Check your seat belt, fortunately it was fastened today; Think about the license in **, lying in the lattice of the bridge.
She didn't glance at me and my car, but walked from the front of the car to the right side of the road. An elderly blind man (who seems to be a small business owner downstairs of Netcom) is frequently probing the road with a bamboo pole, and he may also feel that it is relatively flat today.
When it was chaotic, he hesitated and did not dare to move forward. She stepped forward, took the red wooden box, and held his arm, and the Fo daughter supported her father to slowly cross the road diagonally in front of the car. A pair of white open-toe sandals barefoot.
Steadily left a series of footprints in my sight, the decent police uniform lined the delicate figure, my eyes lit up, I haven't seen such a scene for a long time.
The car in front of me moved, and I looked up at the signal lights to see a round of bright sun hanging directly east of Qiyi Road. I honked the horn twice, and the female traffic policeman turned around with a shy smile on the corner of her mouth. I saluted in the car and paid my respects.
In the office, I received a customer who complained about the Internet, the behavior of the policewoman was infecting me, I greeted the customer, a glass of boiling water, handed a cigarette, and explained his doubts to the customer as if he were a relative, and the customer left satisfied, with a smile on his face.
I feel that this day is a sunny day, in the troubled years, more sincere and selfless help to others, happiness will be born from the depths of my heart.