Composition Unexpectedly. Help, speed. Thank you.

I got out of the car, accompanied by the unspoken thanks. He is wise, courageous, and worthy of praise. Although the gratitude is not spoken, it is hidden in the bottom of my heart for thousands of years.

When the flowers are bright and willowy, it will say: Spring is coming; When the flowers are in full bloom, they will say: summer is coming; When the autumn breeze blows, they will say:

Autumn is coming; When the wind and snow are blowing, it will say: Winter is coming. But the gratitude that I cherished in my heart was never spoken.

Epigraph Even though I was on a city bus, the scorching sun still made me sweat profusely. Plus ......This person is also too much, and it's not ** to start an event. Alas, only sighing alone, guarding the bag.

Today was the day before school started, and I packed my things and got into the car. My family has repeatedly told me to be careful, and I don't dare to be too careless, after all, the bag contains my living expenses, accommodation fees, tuition fees, etc., and it will be troublesome if I lose it. I felt the sweat falling down my drips, and it was accompanied by my impatience.

When I got into the car, I squeezed and squeezed, and sat down in the seat that I had managed to find. Who knows that there are too many people, even if you are sitting, it feels very crowded. I turned my head to look at the person sitting next to me, a middle-aged man, and then turned my eyes to look out the window at the motionless cityscape (now in traffic jam) and thought:

Is the city really that good? I'll have to take a good look. So I indulged in the beauty of the city.

At this time, I heard the driver say, "Hey, that little girl, don't throw garbage outside", and my thoughts were withdrawn. I looked at the driver, meaning to ask if it was me.

The driver looked in the rearview mirror and said loudly: "It's you, don't think I can't see, don't you know?" No garbage is allowed, really.

I could hear the contempt in his words, but I didn't do anything, how could he have wronged me! I looked up at the people around me, and they either looked at me with contempt or said that I had no public morality. Looking at them, I was very aggrieved.

I tried to explain to them, but there were so many people that it was hard to move. The moment I turned my head, I saw that the person next to me was gone. It's still there just now!

Suddenly, I thought I realized something and quickly looked at my bag. Sure enough, the bag was opened, and I hurriedly checked to see if there was any money inside, but fortunately I didn't lose it. I thought about what the driver said, and it turned out that he said it on purpose.

He saw in the rearview mirror that the man next to me was stealing my money, so he told the whole car to pay attention to me, so that the thief would not dare to steal in full view, so he had to flee in dismay. Just as I was about to say thank you, the bus arrived. As the crowd drifted, I had no choice but to get out of the car, accompanied by the unspoken thanks.

He is wise, courageous, and worthy of praise. Although the gratitude is not spoken, it is hidden in the bottom of my heart for thousands of years.

An ordinary family, a normal lunch. But it gave me a taste of happiness.

As usual, we took the dishes and chopsticks to serve the meal, sat at the table and waited for the delicious food to come. Soon, my mother brought today's dish, and "stir-fried shiitake mushrooms with carrots" was honored to be the first dish, yes, I liked this dish very much. Then, the second course came "braised chicken".

I could feel my saliva already running down. ......Five dishes and one soup, the main dishes have all been served, what else does my mother have to do? , for my doubts, I stopped my mother,:

Mom, what else are you going to take when the dishes are all served? My mother smiled at me: "I'll bring you roast chicken" After hearing this, I smiled, I like to eat roast chicken the most.

The roast chicken was cut and placed on a plate, "It's so red, it's so beautiful," I exclaimed. "Of course, this is what Dad brought back for us from Lu'ante!

The younger brother said. "Oh," I said casually, and used my little wolf paw to clamp the chicken's thigh. The younger brother said.

Look at you, what it looks like, like a hungry wolf who hasn't eaten for 800 years. The younger brother said, reaching for the other thigh as well. "Hmph, you're not the same.

I taunted him with the look in my eyes. Mom just watched us mess around like that, and she didn't mean to stop us. Looking at Daddy's Cave again, it didn't stop us.

Dad didn't mean to stop us either. We're going to get even deeper. I said, "You glutton, and you still talk about me!"

You're not good enough to go, huh! "Hmph, it's not that you brought it bad, if you don't eat it, I won't eat it, it's all your fault." My brother looked at me viciously and said.

I won't tell you, I'm running out of energy, I need to replenish it," Clan Tremor knew that I was finished, and he feasted on it. The younger brother also began to eat honestly.

An ordinary family, a normal lunch. But it gave me a taste of happiness.

Our home is a big and warm family, and we eat together every day.

Remember that time:

Mom made a delicious meal, and we all gobbled it up, talking and laughing, and suddenly, Mom stood up and said, "Scientifically speaking, you can't talk when eating, it will affect your health, and we will 'break the record' today, - we don't talk when we eat today!" Let's have a game, and the loser has to wash the dishes, how about it?

We listened and were a little scared, but we still couldn't control ourselves and agreed.

We don't speak, the kitchen is surprisingly quiet, and we can hear even a needle falling, hehe, because we don't want to wash the dishes! At this time, my mother said, "Remember, eat cleanly, you see how much you have lost and how little food you have lost!" "When our mother said that, our faces were red to the base of our necks!!

It seems that my mother deliberately let us, and we won, but we will always remember: on the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops fell into the soil. Who knows that Chinese food is hard work.

It was she who taught me to cherish food and not waste it!!

Grandma, I'm back! With my cry of joy, I threw down my bag and ran to the kitchen, and at the same time, my grandmother also came out of the kitchen at a trot, she smiled, her wet hands rubbed on her apron, and when she saw me running, she stretched out her arms and said, "Have you studied very much?"

Then she listened to me talk about interesting things in school, and then she came to the dining room with me, settled me down at the table, and put the steaming dishes in the pot on the table like the fragrant soup, as if she were showing us her work, and then she kept serving the rice, took the clean chopsticks, and carefully handed them to me, and added with confidence: "Eat slowly, don't choke on Yuhuai!" She turned to make something else, and from time to time she turned to look at me with a smile, as if it wasn't me but herself who tasted the deliciousness.

I urged over and over again, "Grandma, it's time to eat!" But grandma promised again and again, but her hands were not idle at all, and she was still busy in front of the stove.

After a while, Grandma finally sat down at the table and began to eat. But I noticed that my grandmother had hardly eaten properly, and was always shushing and caring for us, pouring a plate of soy sauce for a while, and a friend of good friends bringing a towel to wipe my dirty hands stained with marinade.

After dinner, I sat at the table and chatted with my sister, who was leisurely reading comics in the living room. Grandma was not idle, she took a cup of hot tea for a while, and handed a plate of finely diced fruit for a while. Looking at my grandmother's busy figure, I took an apple and stuffed it into my grandmother's search:

Grandma, rest, don't be busy! My grandmother hugged me and said happily, "Not busy, not busy!"

Snuggled in my grandmother's arms, my heart warmed.