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Boutique childhood.
The memories of childhood are like seashells by the sea, stringing together countless good memories. I remember when I was a child, my father would often take me to fly kites, so there were all kinds of kites at home, and looking at them, I felt like I was back in my childhood. It was when I was in second grade, and my dad took me to New Square to fly a kite.
I was overjoyed to come to the new square. Take a look here. There's so much to look at here!
Trampoline again. Swing. There is also an inflatable climbing ......I started climbing for a while and then I started flying kites.
This is a dragonfly kite, two pairs of big wings, two round eyes, very cute. In the beginning, I didn't know how to fly kites, and often the kites just took off and fell to the ground with a "click". I yelled unhappily, "What broken kite?
You can't even fly! I won't let it go! Dad shook his head and came over to me and said
Qi'er, you can't retreat from the difficulties of doing anything, no. Just learn, come, dad will teach you! So my dad showed me how.
First of all, set aside a kite line more than two meters long, then run slowly until the kite flies, and then slowly lower the rope little by little to make the kite fly higher. Looking at my father's skillful movements and the high-flying kite, I became interested and asked my father to teach me. At first, I didn't fly kites very well, but after my father's guidance and a few practices, I finally knew how to fly kites.
Looking at the kite "flying" freely in the sky, I have an indescribable sense of pride in my heart, and it seems to be flying higher and higher ...... with my dreamThrough this kite flying, I realized that I can only succeed through my own continuous efforts!!
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Ginseng Pi Shed Kao Ran Qing then under Ha o( o
I'm tired to death, and I've been looking for a long time.
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"Essay on Reading 600 Words" "Books are the ladder of human progress" I deeply understand the meaning of this sentence. Because since I like to read, my vocabulary has become more and more, my language expression has become smoother, and my writing level has improved a lot. Books have added a lot of color to my life, they have made my life more flavorful, and they always resonate with my heart.
I go to the Book City once a week. Because there are many, many books there, I can read them to my heart's content and experience the bits and pieces of the books. I'm an omnivore because I like to read everything, whether it's astronomy or geography, comics or fairy tales, as long as it's good for me, I read it with relish.
Once, I went to my sister's house to play. My sister's house has a large bookcase with a lot of books in it. I took off my shoes, said hello to my sister and aunt, and rushed to the bookcase, took out a Chinese "Liao Zhai", and began to "taste".
At noon, my aunt called us to dinner, and I said that I would wait a while, but I waited for an hour, and my aunt and sister had to forcibly take me to the restaurant. Even though it was a meal, I still had the book in mind. But I won't be like that anymore, because I don't concentrate on eating, and I suffer a lot:
...... the small steamed buns dipped in the cream sauceThe meaning of my reading is not only to increase my knowledge, but also because I can enjoy the joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness of the protagonist in the book. Following the book's guidance to a paradise that allowed me to let my imagination run wild. The book made me understand Chinese history and culture, let me know the good intentions of my parents, let me see a group of innocent children, and let me know a lot of knowledge ......Now my essays are often read by teachers as model essays, and I am really happy! It seems that people cannot but read, and they must read with their hearts, and they must not fish for three days and dry their nets for two days.
This is my life of studying, both sour and sweet. I believe that books will be like street lamps, illuminating my life path and guiding me to pick up my own star in the brilliant starry sky!
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