面对着眼前的一堆作业,心中全是无可奈何,看着那些文字,竟是那样陌生,它不认识我,我也不认识它。一道道难解的数学题犹如永无止境一样延伸到宇宙的另一边。手中的笔无法在那洁白的纸上写下一个字,只是自己呆呆地望着作业出神。
望着那张差得不能再差的成绩单,真的有些怀疑自己是不是笨蛋,曾经不止一次地劝告自己努力学习,好好的加油。可是一次也没有努力,只是在为自己考差的分数找寻各种各样的理由。到最后,又一次次地原谅自己,继续做着自己认为对的事。不止一次想过自己如果像大雄一样有一个多啦a梦在身旁帮自己,不止依次想过自己变得聪明绝顶,是一个大家所认为的天才,甚至想过自己哪一天突然病发死亡,那样我可以用来逃避这项不得不做的工作——学习。可是我不是大雄,我没有多啦a梦帮我,我也不是天才,不用努力也可以学得很好,我也没有突然死亡,逃掉了所有的一切。我依然背着重重的书包和别人一样穿梭在不大的校园里,依然每天对着让人头疼的教科书发呆。
看着身边的人努力的学习,最后取得好成绩,也使我不得不相信白日做梦和天下没有免费的午餐的事实,让我相信那终究是一个人的旅途。
由于没有在一个班,由于没有过多的接触,由于时间的推移,以前要好的朋友在相遇的那一刹那,只是无言地望着对方,并机械性打着招呼,后来两人一路走着,并没有原先的那份感觉,也没有想象的那样喜悦,而她和她的新朋友是那样的快乐的谈论着属于她们的话题,而我只有保持着沉默,只是一味的希望尽快的完成这段并不长的路程。原来短短的时间里,我们之间竟隔得那么远,原来短短的时间里,可以改变的事情那么多。在心里尽可能地寻找话题,可是竟找不到适合我们的话题,这才发现,我们之间的话题是那样少之又少,我们之间竟有那么厚的一堵无形的墙,把你我分隔在两个不同的世界,你有你的欢乐和悲伤,我有我的快乐与痛苦。我们早已远离了对方。
有一句话好像是说五百年前的一次回眸换来五百年后的一次擦肩而过。你我之间又有多少个五百年和多少次回眸才换来五百年后的我们的故事?你有你的新生活,我也有我的新世界,我们都应该自己走自己的路,至少我门不是平行线,我们有相交,我们之间有回忆,那些回忆足以让我们都不后悔。我有了我的新朋友,也许有一天我和他们就和我跟你一样。也许将来有一天,我们会形同陌路,成为最熟悉的陌生人,也许我们在街上或者在商店遇到,只是几句问候或者微笑,但那是我们交集的应证。
原来人生就是一个人的旅行。
The person I admire is my mum. She is an English teacher. She is very popular among the students because she spends lots of time on her lessons and has a good sense of humor. Students all enjoy her class.
My mum is not only a good teacher, but also a great mother. She is patient with me and always smiling while talking. My mum teaches me how to think independently and helps me to build up my confidence. When I have some difficulties in my studies, it is my mum who encourages me to work until I solve the problem. When I’m feeling sad or bad, it is also my mum who looks after me with care.
I remember when I caught a fever at midnight last year, my mum took me to the hospital as fast as she could. When we got home after my injection, it was about 5 o’clock in the early morning. My mum only slept 2 hours because she had to wake up at 7 o’clock to prepare breakfast for me, and then she went to work. She must be very tired that day.
My mum is not very beautiful, but I admire and love her.
So people call it Mountain City。 In Chong Qing,I went to the Red Stone Center, to see the places which the prisoners lived in the past。 It is a terrible and awful trip。 There are a lot of dogs, and soldiers with guns near the prisons。 And most of the prisons are good, they didn't want to tell the bad people where the other people were。 They lived in very small houses。 No good food to eat, no good water to drink。They had only twenty minutes to stay out side per day but they still said nothing。
I think they are the heros in that century。 I will follow their spirit。
When I was in high school, there was a teacher who taught me more than that in was a very kind boy, 4 or 5 years older than us and taught us geography. We all liked to take his class, though geography was not our major course.
What impressed me a lot was his could see him always got angry only when we were too noisy in class,he often played soccer with used to be a very believable defender and never fouled on any of us.
We all liked to call him "Teacher Miao" and he was just like a friend, not a sonsy personality inspired me to be kind to everyone I was my well-beloved "Teacher Miao".
今天我又一次来到了妃子岭。
与上次来已经相隔6个月了,与上次不同的是:这次我是一个人来的'。
我迈着不快不慢的步子走在台阶上,这台阶不同于我们家里的台阶,家里的台阶都是木头做的,旁边都有扶手,而这里的台阶是石头做的,把它们嵌在土壤中,看起来是那么简陋。我抬起头,看看四周,不知不觉我已经进入了林子。周围都是竹子,有的挺立着,像一个严肃的年轻人,有的已经弯下了身子,像一个已经驼了背的老公公。有的是绿色,看起来生机勃勃,有的已经枯黄了,看起来是那么苍老无力。路边还有好多我不知道的花草,有的橡树一样,那么直立着,有的却像藤蔓一样地缠绕在旁边的树枝上。
不知不觉的,我已经走了一半了。突然,我看到了“矮地茶”上次来的时候只有郁郁葱葱的绿叶,没有一点杂色,而今天看到的矮地茶已经长出了红红的小果子,给清爽的绿色添上了一抹惊艳,有一种说不出的美感。
继续往前走,我感觉这里的空气很清新,很幽静,给人一种心旷神怡的感觉。
走了大概十分钟,终于到达了寺庙,里面的菩萨泛着金光,散发着一股不可侵犯的威严。我拿出了事先准备好的三根香拜了起来,拜了几拜之后,我缓缓地把香插在香炉上,点了一个蜡烛放在地上。我走到栏杆旁边,山下的风景全都收在眼底,是那么美,那么静。
下山了,我沿着原路往下走,竟惊奇地发现,远处有一条小溪,是那么清澈,阳光照在溪水上,反射出一道道七彩的光。溪水缓缓地向下流着,是那么和谐,让人实在不忍心去打破。
我看了看手表,已经11点多了,这时天空淅淅沥沥地下起了小雨,我回头望了一眼背后的风景,丝丝小雨为山蒙上了一层薄薄的轻纱,朦朦胧胧的,像仙境一般美丽。我加紧了脚步,快速地走下山去。
书读百遍,其义自见。这是老师经常挂在嘴边的一句话,风景也是一样,即使去过很多次,但每一次都会发现新的东西,明白新的道理。
In the case that recalls in me, have a lot of making the person of my admire, their good quality makes me admire. But, I most of admire is a stranger that has never met before with me however. Write down the weather is very coldly that day afternoon, but I am very warm however. Classessed are over that day, ought father receives me, but I look for the people that is less than him however. I am awaiting his arrival with respect to very patient ground. Waited 229 minutes, father did not come as before, but at this moment gate mouth already was absolutely empty, clean healthful also exposed his body in succession. I want to feel not right more more. Right now, I resemble an ants on a hot pan urgently, at this moment, a new aunt came, she asks: "Child, how? I look up look this aunt up and down: Stature is not tall, have furrow, all over the face smile. I tell her my difficulty like seeing emancipator, tell her the telephone number of my home, she was dialed. I tell father its course. In a few minutes, before a familiar face appears in me, it is father! I got on a car. Just when we want acknowledgment,this aunt sads however silence ground went. Is this aunt happy to aid the person, spirit that does not seek get one's own back to you can make me irreverent how is admire sent extremely?
似乎很难做出选择。
如果你问到我,我会毫不犹豫地回答:“我会选择一个画夹。”
请重新上传一个画夹!我听到有人感叹了:如果你坐船周游世界,这一趟下来,可以画上上百幅画!
本地图片,请重新上传本地图片,请重新上传本地图片,请重新上传本地图片,请重新上传本地图片,请重新上传对此,我的回答是:是的,我愿意画上上百幅画,这又有什么关系呢?当你坐在船头看见那万紫千红花的原野时,你就会拿起画笔,把那美丽的花儿深深地画在洁白的画卷上,也深深地印在了你的心里。这无疑是一种惬意的享受。
所以,我愿意坐在自己的船头上,拿起画笔。清晨,河岸两边垂柳依依,毛茸茸的草地上夹着红的黄的五彩缤纷的小花,在微风中摇摆。幽幽的树林深处不时穿来几声鸟叫。这时,我就会把这和谐的'清晨美景画在纸上。同时我也感到了无比的快乐。夜晚,群星闪烁,月亮闪着温柔的银光,给河面铺上了银光闪闪的轻纱。远处,萤火虫提着小灯笼在夜间巡逻。这时我又会借着星光和月光,把这静谧的夜景图展现在了白卷上。最后,我会坐在船里,看那厚厚一沓的画,看着看着,我就会感到一种满足和喜悦。这真像与一位知心朋友在同船而行。
画夹就像我的朋友,帮我带来快乐。从某种意义上说,这些画都是独一无二的,因为世界上没有两个人会用一种方式画同一张画。
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