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What grades, what about the genre? Listen, that pleasant sound.
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Noises in the home.
I think. Every family has a different voice! For example: laughter. Mahjong sounds. Loud noises. Sigh....
But the sounds that often come out of my house are the sounds of quarrels. Almost every time, my mom and I were arguing.
Mom has a bad temper. I inherited her genes. So almost every time I was arguing with her. Neither of us will let each other. Until one of them does not speak. We just slowly stopped.
I never talked back to my mom before. I just listened to her quietly. Wait for her to finish and walk away.
Maybe it was because I didn't dare at that time. Until the period of rebellion. After topping once.
Slowly began to talk back to his mother. Maybe it's because I inherited my mother's genes. I also have a short temper.
A bit emotional. It will be good when it is good. When it's bad, it's bad.
I don't want to. Who called me her daughter.
Let's take what happened just now. I obviously said that I would wait for the next time I went shopping in Tianhe City. Already ready to go out.
I just had a friend call me. After I finished speaking. She asked
Who came? What is your name? "I won't tell you...!
It must be a man! "To avoid mom's problems. I'll grab the computer.
Because my cousin is playing bubble hall on his laptop next to him. I couldn't control the strength for a while. I even ripped off the power supply.
I'm sorry. So he lowered his head and said to his cousin, "Go and pick it up!"
Suddenly. Dad said, "Wow.
Why are you so savage! "Mom pinched me with her hand. I don't know what I said.
Then he said, "You can't bring your computer back when you do your homework in the future." "Because it's in my father's company.
Then I might as well be at home. I said. Actually, I'm just talking.
Who knew that she was really angry and said, "Don't talk to me like this." I'll tell you...."Then I really need to use a computer to do my homework!"
At this time, Dad interjected: "Aren't you going out?" Still not going?
Mom's fire is even more energetic: "Pull away from the topic again, just forget if you don't go." With that, he got up and left.
I could only sit there depressed.
I thought to myself: Am I not doing my homework when I turn on the computer? I didn't drive the game. Why are you losing your temper with me? The game is played by cousins. It's not me playing. You don't scold him. Scold me? It's not that there's a problem with anything!
Therefore. I was inspired to write this essay.
Always rambling at home. She's not annoying. I'm annoyed.
I always hope that I will go back to Guangzhou to accompany her on vacation. I have to go back every time I have a holiday. Even if I don't want to.
I have to go back. Eldest sister. I beg you.
You want me to come back with you. You don't have to be wordy. Quarrels every day.
What's there to be noisy about? I don't want to fight. Because every time you end a fight, you pretend to be fine.
Help me! I want more laughter in my family. It's not the sound of a quarrel...So. As long as you don't lose your temper. I won't talk back to you. Just control your emotions! My "lovely" mom.
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Listen to the sounds of nature.
When I returned to my hometown last summer, I still remember it because of the beautiful mountains and rivers and the sounds of nature everywhere.
At the beginning of the morning, the village was full of ethereal clouds, shrouded in a light mist, like a shy girl covered with a thin veil, giving people a soft and hazy beauty. Soon, the breeze blew away the mist, and a large lotus pond came into view. The lotus flowers in the pond are charming, some are slim, some stand out from the crowd, and some have no courage to emerge from the water.
This scene is flowing with a faint blue light. I felt like I had entered the Penglai Wonderland, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and the beginning of the day was kicked off by the beauty of nature.
When I came to the hill behind the village, I saw green trees and green vines, and the grass was full of flowers, which was a vibrant scene. The bee wakes up from its sleep and begins its day's work with a buzz. Butterflies also have beautiful wings, dancing in the flowers and green grass.
In the clearing, a group of innocent children are chasing noisy, chasing bees, fluttering butterflies, picking flowers, ......You compete for me, and you have a lot of fun. Nature is singing, and it tells us with beautiful melodies – it's its voice, the sound that makes people happy!
Walking further forward, I only heard cicadas chirping and birds chirping. When I looked up, I saw thrushes and cuckoos jumping and walking on the trees, happy as fairies. I hadn't finished admiring such a poetic picture, when the sound of running water caught my attention.
Wow, nature really does it! I hurried towards Kobayashi, and it turned out to be a winding stream. The water is crystal clear, the pebbles are countable, and the small fish swim happily in the water.
Nature is playing a song for us again.
In fact, the sounds of nature can be heard everywhere, but now people are busy and don't notice. When we are breathless in the stressful life, we might as well go to the mountains for a walk, the sound of nature will definitely relax our minds and minds, make us have a rich imagination, comprehend valuable philosophies, and let us reminisce for a long time, forget all the worldly worries.
Open your mind and listen to all the sounds that belong to nature, and we will live happily! Non-original,
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I probably won't support the first floor.
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Ouch, are we in the same class, and the composition is the same
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