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I have encountered a lot of mutual love things so far, and one of the things that I remember the most is one day, when I arrived at the door, I found that I forgot to bring my key, and my neighbor helped me.
That afternoon, as I was walking down the path home, and the sun was about to set, I got to the front of the house and suddenly realized that I didn't have a key with me. I rummaged through my bag several times and couldn't find it. I thought again, today, my mother is on a business trip, and my father is working overtime.
Just when I was in a hurry, an aunt I didn't know came to me and said, "Kid, don't you have the key?" Do you want to lend you my phone to call my parents?
She looked at me and said, "I'm your new neighbor, maybe you don't know it, I just moved here last week." "There seems to be such a thing, so I first called my dad on my mobile phone, and after telling him, I went to the neighbor's house.
As soon as I entered her house, she brought me slippers and said to me, "Go to the living room and do your homework." When you're done, you can watch TV for a while.
When I told my neighbor that my dad was coming home late, she said without thinking, "It doesn't matter, let's eat at my house, I'm the only one at home." ”
After dinner, she told me about some things and experiences.
Ding-dong, ding-dong......"Interrupted my conversation with my aunt. The aunt said, "It must be your dad who came back to pick you up, so get ready." "Dad thanked my aunt at the door and took me home.
After this incident, I became good friends with my neighbors. Sometimes, I ask her for advice on homework that I don't know. I feel that love is the warmest word in the world. How beautiful it is to live in a warm and caring atmosphere.
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Summer night in the field.
The weeping willows by the river waved softly, bidding farewell to the sunset, the sky was ready to guarantee the color of dreams, waiting for the birth of the first star, and the last touch of sunset was quietly hidden in the western sky, and the breeze whispered in the ears, announcing the arrival of the summer night.
Sitting on the rocks in the field, the cool breeze blowing on my cheeks, so cool! Soon a few stars appeared in the clear blue night, and they did not move, and they glowed with a soft light, a bright starlight, mixed with dew, and became moist, and hung on the treetops, in a thin layer. The light blue clouds parted, revealing a bright crescent, and there was a light mist floating around it, which seemed so mysterious, so far away, so clear.
It was very peaceful, with the occasional croaking of frogs, and I walked softly, only the "rustle" of the grass under my feet, and I crouched on the ground and waited quietly. After a while, the surroundings lit up, and some lovely fireflies flew over, and they were not afraid of life at all, and landed on my head affectionately, and flew around me; Suddenly, there was a noise in the grass, and several train bugs crawled out, and some "little lanterns" hung on their bodies, and stopped.
When I came, I made the sound of the train horn, which was really fun!
The cicadas on the tree sang a song, and the weaver girl pulled up the three strings, as if playing a lullaby, and the more I listened, the more sleepy I became, so I had to go home. I waved goodbye to the beautiful fields and brought back the starlight.
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I know that the best is desensitized to the number one brand network.
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Everyone has their own colorful dreams and ideals they want to achieve; Everyone's ideal is a guiding light, guiding us to the other side of success! And my dream is to be a police officer!
Want to know why I have such an ideal? That's because I have loved the noble profession of the police since I was a child, and every time I see the sassy and heroic appearance of the police uncle on TV, I can't help but "practice". How I wish I could be in a police uniform and armed with a gun to fight those villains to the death!
Eliminate violence and peace for the people! Every time I think about this, my blood boils! I hate to grow up right away and truly become a glorious people's policeman!
If I can become a police officer, I must abide by the law, I must benefit the people, strive to catch more bad people, and do more for the society. Be a good cop who serves the people!
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My ideals.
Everyone has their own dreams, because with dreams, there are dreams, with dreams, there are ideals, and there is life experience of striving for ideals.
The vast grass in the snowy field, warm with "ideals" in the cold and loneliness; The wild geese that have flown south all the way have kept flying forward because of their "ideals". My ideal, but only the current ideal, is to get into the key points. This ideal is not too far away, and I have persevered in my studies, and in order to meet the current challenges, the greatest challenge is to overcome myself.
Ambition is the driving force for life to move forward, so ideals are the soul of hopes and dreams. I challenge myself to look for more question marks in my studies and know how to ask questions without shame, because learning is the key to opening the door to ideals. My struggle, struggle, and transcendence is to break the path of ignorance and move towards the palace of ideals.
Stendhal's forgetfulness of his warnings and ideals was despised. I didn't unload either, I set my own ideals and believed that I could achieve them. Ideals are the door to my career, a journey to the house, and at the end of this journey, there is success waiting to celebrate the results of my efforts.
In order to realize my ideals, I have never slackened, because I know that no ideals are equal to no soul. I want to prove that I have an ideal, that I have a soul.
My ideals are the point. I don't question my own ability, I want to surpass myself and achieve my ideals.
The sun always rises in an ideal place, and the moon is always hazy in an ideal place. The ideal is the eternal smile, my ideal is not exhausted, I want the ideal flower to never close, for the dream, the distant and real ideal, I will work hard!
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Mother's love.
Love is a piece of sky, giving people infinite hope; Love is a forest; Love is a bright light that illuminates people's bright future. In my formative years, there were many things that others cared about me, and now I pick up a wave in my memory and share it with you.
Under the cultivation of the spring breeze, the grass grows young shoots, and decorates the earth with its own green new clothes, which is to thank nature; Under the care of her mother, her children are getting stronger and more sensible day by day. They repay their mothers with excellent academic performance.
It was noon on a Tuesday, and I was studying. Who knows, when the school was about to end, the original clear sky, in the blink of an eye, the wind was howling, the dark clouds were thick, only to hear the "boom", the sky began to pour down. "Ding Lingling" is out of class, what should I do if it rains so heavily?
Then I saw a familiar figure in the rain. When she came up to me, I saw her rain-soaked face, oh, that's my dear mother! On the road, the wind was howling and the rain was pouring down.
Sometimes, the wind swept us back half a step, and the torrential rain relentlessly wet our clothes. But my mother hugged me tightly in her arms with her small umbrella and her weak body, desperately "protecting" me. Mom said to me in a weak voice
Don't be afraid! There's mom here! These words gave me the courage to continue walking a little further, and the wind and rain seemed to be more intense.
At this time, my mother took off her coat, draped it over me, and asked me, "Isn't that cold?" "I shook my head, my nose was sore, and tears almost fell from my eyes.
Mom then said, "Hold on a little longer, and you'll be home in no time!" "I finally got home, but my mother couldn't take care of herself, so she took a towel to wipe me, and made a cup of "Banlan Root Powder" for me to drink.
At this time, I finally couldn't help it, and suddenly threw myself into my mother's arms, crying and saying, "Mom! You've been so good to me!
Mom didn't say anything, just stroked my head and looked at me with a smile. Afterwards, my mother got a bad cold, but I didn't have anything to do, it was all "saved" by my mother.
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My ideals.
Everyone has a beautiful ideal, of course, I have it too! My dream is to be an excellent CCTV host.
Whenever I see those famous hosts hosting the show, how envious I am! I always feel that being a host is too prestigious. It's a great feeling to host a show on TV in front of all the people!
But when I was studying in Shenzhen, I actually became the host of the school. At that time, I really experienced what it was like to be a host, what a unique feeling! So, the seeds of my ideals were planted deep in my heart.
Later, ** happened in Sichuan, and countless lives were taken away by ruthless natural disasters, which is a heart-wrenching pain! At this critical moment, the angels in white and the armed police officers and soldiers are here, and while people are thanking and praising them, have they ever thought that the hosts and reporters on the front line of reporting are here? The essence of obscurity, helping the poor people, and contributing a meager contribution to the motherland.
This is my little wish! As a result, the ideal in my heart was strengthened.
If I want to be an excellent host, I must work hard from now on, I want to learn cultural knowledge well, cultivate and exercise my eloquence; Be diligent in raising your hand in class and communicate with teachers more after class; You also need to learn more about news and current affairs, improve your writing level, and develop in an all-round way in order to be a good host.
Ideal. If there are no ideals, coupled with unremitting efforts, will they succeed? Will you stand on ** TV station to host the show?
If there is no ideal, then life is meaningless.
The ideal is so beautiful, it is a guiding light, it is the goal of struggle, yes. One minute on stage, ten years off stage. "A give, a gain. For the sake of my ideals, lay a solid foundation, and work hard from now on!
I'm sure I can do it!
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