Year 6 Semester 2, Unit 1 assignment 2 content?

Zhan Tianyou" after reading.

Zhan Tianyou" describes that in 1905, the Qing Dynasty proposed that the railway trunk line "Beijing-Zhangjiakou Railway" should be built independently by domestic engineers. Under the coercion of most imperialist countries such as Britain and Russia, Zhan Tianyou resolutely accepted the arduous task of building the Beijing-Zhangjiakou Railway.

In the process of surveying, Zhan Tianyou often encouraged the staff: "The first requirement of technology is precision, there can be no vagueness and rashness, and the words 'probably' and 'almost' cannot be said by engineers." When encountering difficulties, he always thinks:

This is the first railway built by the Chinese themselves, and it must be repaired. Otherwise, it will not only provoke the ridicule of those foreigners, but also make Chinese engineers lose confidence. He always uses this sentence as a motivation to move forward, so he is always undaunted when he encounters difficulties.

I can't help but admire him.

When the tunnel was dug in Juyongguan, where the mountain is high and the rock layer is thick, the spring water on the top of the mountain seeps into the tunnel, Zhan Tianyou took the lead in carrying a bucket to drain the water, and he often ate and lived with the workers without leaving the construction site.

Zhan Tianyou has put forward three requirements for the whole project: "less money, high quality, and fast completion". After several struggles by workers, the Beijing-Zhangjiakou Railway was finally opened to traffic in September 1909. Originally planned to be completed in six years, it was completed ahead of schedule in only four years, and the cost of the project was only one-fifth of the estimated value of the imperialist countries.

Every sentence and fragment in the article fully expresses Zhan Tianyou's responsibility for the project, the spirit of taking the lead, and a patriotic heart.

Think about ourselves again, if we have the perseverance and not flinch like Zhan Tianyou when we encounter difficulties in study and life, then what tasks and knowledge we can't learn are there? If we are also like Zhan Tianyou, everything is for the country and the collective, how many living Lei Feng will appear around us? If we also have precise requirements like Zhan Tianyou in our studies, will there still be mistakes due to carelessness?

Although we cannot have such great achievements as Zhan Tianyou, we must learn from his spirit and his excellent qualities, so that the great deeds of Zhan Tianyou, the "father of modern Chinese engineers", and his indomitable and pioneering spirit will be passed on from generation to generation.

You narrow-minded little bit, it's really useless, you can only fill one bite of soup", only to hear the blue and white bowl say proudly: "Look at me, how open-minded I am, I can fill a lot of soup, if I fill it, you don't know how many times you have to scoop it up to finish." ”

Listening to the rebuttal of the soup spoon, Qinghuawan opened his mouth wide in anger and said, "If it weren't for me, what could the master use to hold so much soup?" Can you do it? ”

Think about it, if you are the only one who fills the soup and there is no me, then will the master use his hands to grab the soup and drink it? Spoon said calmly. They are arguing like this, and they don't give in to each other.

At this time, Uncle Guo spoke: "You two don't need to quarrel, you each have your own uses, only by cooperating with each other, your functions will be fully played, this is like a pen, how to write without ink?" Listening to Uncle Pot's earnest words, the blue and white bowl and soup spoon lowered their heads in shame.

At lunch the next day, the soup spoon gently collided with the blue and white bowl, making a "jingle bell" sound, and once again played a harmonious and pleasant tune. They are still an inseparable pair of good friends.

Hum has held the Peach Blossom Paradise and.

Mongolian customs and habits.

The Lama series of foods are unique in Liaoning Mongolian cuisine, such as lama meat, lama porridge and lama cake. Among them, lama cake is a kind of traditional cake of Mongolian nationality in Liaoning, which uses refined flour, white sugar, and eggs as the main raw materials, and uses melon seeds, green and red silk, and osmanthus as auxiliary raw materials, and is baked in the oven. It is characterized by white as snow, sweet taste, soft taste, and elasticity, which is a good nutritional product for all ages.

Mongolians regard the reception of guests with grandeur and hospitality as a virtue. Their hospitality included greetings, the exchange of snuff bottles (which had gradually disappeared after liberation), and food and drink. Whether it is a special visit to the distinguished guests or passing by the pedestrians, the guests arrive, the first thing is to greet each other, wait for the guests to sit down, the hostess serves a bowl of fragrant milk tea, and put on a variety of milk food, fried rice, hand-held mutton, etc., during which toasting is indispensable.

Milk tea is served in a silver bowl and served with Hada. When toasting, raise your glass with your right hand and your left hand on your elbow, and respectfully hand the glass to the guest.

Yurt. The traditional dwelling of Mongolians is a yurt. The yurt has a circular spire consisting of a circular wall (hana) and an umbrella-like top frame, covered with wool felt, which is then fastened with wool rope.

The walls and umbrella frames are nailed with wooden poles. There is a skylight (Tao Gao Nao) on the top of the package, which is ventilated and transmitted. The doors are small, wooden, and mostly to the south or southeast.

The yurt can be disassembled and transported, making it ideal for the needs of nomadic life.

your fart, Chen Guangyun has a fat mole.

The motherland is in my heart.

On top of the bell full of oracle bones, read the spirituality of the motherland's childhood; On the Great Wall full of beacon fires, read the boldness of the motherland's youth; On the land full of poetry and science, read the mature ...... of the motherland in its prime

I want to say but I don't want to say it, I have also seen the weakness of the motherland, on the scorched ruins of the Old Summer Palace, I see the motherland as a pool of blood; On Deng Shichang's brave "Zhiyuan Ship", I see the motherland as a fire. But my motherland did not sink, and in the eastern part of Asia, with my broad arms, I lifted up the mountains and seas, took the descendants of Yan and Huang in my arms, repaired the broken years with thatch and adobe bricks, and fed the hungry life with wild herbs and gruel. Mr. Zhongshan, in the dark night, began to plan the strategy of governing the country, ***, in the barren land, to support the flesh and bones of the nation; , magnify the pupils that have been through the vicissitudes of life, guide the motherland with many disasters and difficulties, and magically walk through the wind and rain of the century!

Along the source of the Yellow River and the Yangtze River, drift down, cross Hukou, break through the Guandong, walk the Three Gorges, and run to the sea. In the Hexi Corridor and the North China Plain, I see the richness and vastness of the motherland, and the transcendence of the motherland day and night; In the Yangtze River Delta and the Pearl River Delta, look at the nobility and majesty of the motherland, and see the neon lights of the motherland's prosperity flickering day and night, as bright as the ...... of the Milky Way

Give me the motherland of skin color, give me the motherland of wisdom and courage. Although in the countryside, there are still longing eyes of dropout children; Although there are still laid-off female workers in the cities and towns who complain helplessly, I know that there are more waves of reform one after another, breaking through the shackles of the old concepts and the old system, and ushering in the majestic sunrise of the new century!

This is a motherland that has eliminated the old and established the new. This is a boiling rising motherland; This is a motherland that is in full swing. There are so many words that I have become a history, and my words are so many that they can form a galaxy, but the most spoken and emotional sentence is - take off the motherland, the motherland is auspicious, and the motherland is auspicious.

Chalk soul chalk is the lowest and most ordinary thing, and it is difficult to see a complete chalk in a week. Because they are either turned into ashes or shortened, however, some classmates laugh at it, saying that it is short-headed, however, for our sake, chalk will do whatever it takes to shape knowledge with their bodies, until they sacrifice their lives and turn into cosmic dust.

Did the students find out: there is such a person around us, and he is the teacher. "Teacher?

What is he mentioning? Some of the classmates began to be dissatisfied, "He beat me last time and told my parents, it's really hateful!" "This classmate, it's not right for the teacher to beat you, but the teacher hates iron but not steel!

If you don't study hard, you will not only ruin your own future, but also break the teacher's heart! Besides, why is it that teachers are fully capable of pursuing further education, but they have chosen a career in education? Teachers are for our future!

After all, one day, adults will become old people, we will become adults, everything in the motherland depends on us, and we will not know anything, which will not only make the world laugh, but also make the nightmare of a hundred years ago come back!

This is the teacher, from the twenties to the sixties, spending half of his life on us, teaching a, o, e...... over and over again, teaching ...... over and over againTeach A, B, C, ...... over and over again, never get tired, once in six years, once in six years, again in six years, to turn ignorant little boys and little girls into young men and big girls who know astronomy and geography, and it took a lot of effort, however, in the eyes of the teacher, everything is worth it.

This is the teacher, who has spent his whole life composing knowledge, so that his students will remain forever, and no one knows about him. Isn't that the chalk spirit?

Children in poor mountainous areas:

Hello! I am a student in Class 5 (2) of the Experimental Primary School, my name is Dong Yingchu. Today, I saw your emaciated figures on TV, and I saw your helpless eyes. Most of you come from very difficult backgrounds and often do not have enough food and clothing, but you are very eager to go to school and learn something that you have always dreamed of.

Take a look at your school! The dilapidated houses, the desks made of dirt, the broken benches of various sizes brought by the classmates from home, no electric lights, no books, not even chalk! None of this is something we can imagine.

Some students write densely on the words in the exercise book, erase them with an eraser after writing, and use them again; Some students use their pens so long that they are reluctant to throw them away; Some of my classmates' schoolbags were sewn by their mothers from some old cloth; After a few semesters, some students' books are still like new, and the corners of the books are not rolled up at all; Some students ......You still insist on studying under such difficult conditions, and some of your classmates' grades are surprisingly good! We are truly impressed by your spirit of learning.

Look at us again. We have a variety of study supplies, beautiful books, brand new stationery boxes, pens with different functions, colorful school bags ......Numerous. Many of our classmates are little princesses and little emperors in the family, and the family revolves around us all day long, but we are still in the blessing and do not know the blessing, do not study well, think about playing all day long, and have to look at something, which always makes the adults angry.

Through our "Hand in Hand" activity, we can all truly feel that society is a big family, and everyone should help if one person is in trouble. Through assistance, we can help students in need no longer feel lonely and make them feel warm. Maybe what we donate is insignificant.

But whatever it is, maybe it's a school bag, maybe it's a pencil; Maybe it's a little book, maybe it's a clean undershirt; Maybe it's the ...... of coins that have accumulated over timeBut on the scales of love, they are always equal. I believe that when you receive our small gifts, you must have experienced warmth and infinite joy.

We are all the flowers of the motherland, we must learn from you, grow up to better build the motherland, and make the motherland's tomorrow better! I hope to join hands with you and make progress together!

I wish you progress in your studies and progress every day!

Spider webs:

One morning, I had just woken up, and the corner of the window caught my eye. Hey? What is that?

When I looked closely, it turned out to be a small gray spider. I saw it crawling from tree branch to tree, weaving its own web. At first, I watched with relish as its tiny body weaved from branch to branch.

However, after watching it for a long time, I feel more and more bored. The summer heat made me restless, but it didn't affect the work of the little spider, who was still weaving his home. Unlike just now, it is already moving very slowly.

Obviously, the summer heat combined with the non-stop work had exhausted it. But at this moment, a strong wind blew up, and the wind outside the window swallowed up its web, causing the little spider to stagger. Gradually, the wind subsided, and I took a pity at it holding the broken net in a daze, and walked away.

But I didn't know at that time that it was already quietly weaving its own home again, and it was still the same step, weaving the silk into a net one by one.

When I saw it again, its net was almost finished. I was amazed at how patient and persevering the spiders were. However, nature was merciless, and on that sunny afternoon there was a heavy rain in the air, and the storm fell mercilessly on the trees.

The net is broken again, which means that everything will start all over again. The little spider was dazed, it lowered its head helplessly, and let the rain hit its head, body. After the rain, it lay dying by its broken net.

I feel sorry, what a poor spider! It was no longer able to stand up. However, it was hard for me to imagine that the tooth, with amazing perseverance, once again stubbornly spit out the silk.

The twilight sun shone on its net again, and at this time, it smiled.

When the spider weaves a web, it makes a home for itself and has a tool for predation. The nets are broken, the homes are gone, and the tools for predation are destroyed. Fix it and the spiders can enjoy the beautiful sunshine as well.

But nature is ruthless, and it can destroy the spider's home once again. In fact, people are like spiders weaving webs in life, and they are also facing the danger of breaking the web, which will leave you with nothing. Your ideals, your beliefs, will also disappear with you.

Like a spider sitting in front of a broken web, it makes you lonely and helpless, even lifeless. At this point, you can choose to sit back and wait, but you can also choose to use your last strength to repair your net. We can't choose between the results given by nature, but if we get back up and face everything, we can still weave a beautiful web through thick and thin.