the same summer holidays pass year after year,year after year, we regret when they come to an end. we regret having wasted so time on recreations, instead of our lessons,regret having worn away our 8tth in trifles.
although it was still the case this summer, i dare say this was the most fruitful holiday i had ever spent. yes, the summer holiday i enjoyed most is this year's.
at the very beginning of the holiday, our head teacher instructed us to make the most of the summer coming up,then turn ourselves into bookworms. i took heart on hearing it,at once mapped out a long list of hundreds of tasks i was going to perform. i was even in higher spirits in the first days of the summer, dreaming that i stuck to the whole schedule became a super girl the next semester. but my ambition didn't stand the test of time. it was a few days later that my attention was continually attracted by the internet, novels,shopping malls. time flew surprisingly fast. when the vacation was already over, i realized in astonishment despair that i had acted on a half of my plan.
however, i am now consoling myself with the thought that it is human nature to have a rest after a long term's study; hence it is not realistic to keep working hard, even though the horrible senior 3 was around the corner. therefore, i am satisfied. i am satisfied with my daily routine in which i spent an average 9 hours in sleeping, 2 hours in eating, 2 hours in surfing the internet, 6 hours in doing some trivial things which i couldn't even remember,the other 5 hours in studying. after all, i have done my possible. what is more, i did have a precious pause between the intense school days,seized the last chance to relax in my senior life. so, this was a holiday combined with rest work, wasn't it?
There are many admirable people around us, such as our parents, teachers, polices and so on. But the people I admire most are cleaners. Cleaners work hard silently very day to keep our city clean and beautiful. They get up early in host summer or cold winter when we are sleeping. They don’t work for themselves only, but for us, for our city. Sometimes, we think they are dirty and we don’t want to close to them. It’s not right. They clean our environment by their hard work.
在我们的身边,有许多值得敬佩的人,例如我们的父母、老师、警察等等,但最令我敬佩的人是清洁工。他们每天都默默地辛勤工作,保持城市的干净、美丽。无论是酷暑还是寒冬,我们正在熟睡,而他们去早早起床开始工作。他们不但是为自己工作,也是为了我们大家,为了我们的城市。有的时候,我们会觉得他们很脏,甚至不想靠近他们,这是不对的,他们通过自己的辛勤工作使环境清洁了。
有一天,一个教室的学生都出去上体育课了。于是教室里的橡皮都出来开会了。
有一个粉红色的橡皮说:“你看我多漂亮呀!在工厂的时候,工厂的叔叔阿姨都对我特好,他们都给我涂上漂亮的颜料,现在小主人也对我特别好,每天用完我都给我洗一洗澡,看我多干净!”又有一个蓝色的橡皮说:“看我酷吗在工厂的时候工厂的叔叔阿姨也对我特好,他们给我涂上蓝色的颜料,现在小主人也是对我很好,用完后也给我洗澡。”“你们真好我就不一样了,我以前也是很漂亮的,可是小主人把我买走后我就过上了痛苦的日子。每天用完后都用铅笔朝我身上戳眼,唉我好痛呀!”一个粉色橡皮说。又有一个蓝色的橡皮说:“我也是,我以前也很酷的,但我为小主人服务后小主人每天用完我也是往我身上戳眼,我也很痛。”
“太可恶了!我要离家出走,一起吧!"大家一致同意。他们一起请铅笔在纸上写:小主人我们走了,因我们实在受不了你往我身上戳眼!”小主人们回来后看见了纸条喊道:橡皮呀回来吧,我舍不得你。橡皮们听见了又回到了小主人的身边。
橡皮们又得到了小主人的宠爱,橡皮们又过上了幸福的日子
Under the umberlla there is my small face that won 't be wet ,
Mother 's love is the string of the kite ,
At the ends of the earth it always hovers in my heart ,
Mother ' s love is the rhyme in my childhood ,
It will never be old in the deep place of my memory .
母亲的爱是雨伞,下雨了,
雨伞下有我的小脸上,赢得t是湿的`,
母亲的爱是风筝的字符串,
在地极总是徘徊在我心中,
母亲的爱是我童年的押韵,
它永远不会老在我记忆的深处。
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