亲爱的同桌:
同学们都说你就像一个战士,勤奋如你,可是我想告诉你,你是全班最勤奋的人,但你有没有发现,其实你是在孤军作战。
高三那年,我们班的每个人都在争分夺秒的备考,切身体会到班主任开学时跟我们说的那句话“高考,如同一个战场,你必须时刻奋战,才不至于落败。”
你将班主任的这句话当做座右铭,你如同一个战士,课间的时时刻刻都在跟习题打交道,但是它们题多势众,总有一道会难倒你,而你又是一个特能较劲的人,很少向他人请教问题,总是一个人闷头苦学,可以整个晚自习去攻克一道难题。有一次,你解决完化学试卷上的一道错题,我好奇地问:“你两节课头也不抬地都在看这一题?”
“是啊,我看了好多例题、详解,因为涉及到物理和数学,我还翻看了那两本资料书。”你说,有点为自己的勤奋而自豪。
我苦笑一声。
其实,我当时很难过,你明知道我那一题全对,我也跟你过我会这道题,可是你还是选择一个人默默钻研,而且钻研了两节晚自习。多么宝贵的两节晚自习啊,你明明问一下我就可以解决它了啊,你为何要这么固执呢?你不是钻研,你是钻牛角尖。
亲爱的同桌,勤奋是好的,但盲目的勤奋往往事倍功半,效率很低,遇到一个难题,或许只要请教一下周围人就可以解决,何必独自熬几个通宵去研究呢?不管是什么样的战场,孤军奋战固然壮,却也很悲,我是你的朋友,我不想眼睁睁地看着你再这么战下去,希望你懂得“合作”二字,利用我,利用你周围的人和资源来顺利完成手头上的事,做事讲究的是效率,并不是你耗费的时间。
此致。
你的同桌
20xx年7月19日
Dear mother:
Hello
Dear mother, you have given me life, and my body has run through your blood. It is your milk, heart, blood, tears and sweat that have become the greatest liquid of human life and have nurtured me. It is you who feed me from a hungry child to a primary school student.
Dear mother, there are many kinds of love in the world, but maternal love is the most selfless, sincere, broadest and most merciful. When praising the affection of human beings, you are the eternal theme. When you sing the sincere love of the world, your love is called the first love in the world. Selfless is your character, dedication is your feelings. You are the embodiment of goodness. You are a symbol of greatness. Everything beautiful in women is condensed in your image.
My dear mother, though the hardships of life have made your hands rough, however, these hands are still so gentle, it always soothes my heart and gives me infinite comfort; although the heavy work makes your head white hair, but the body is still like the wing, caring for me all the time. The hard work of hard work makes your face wrinkle. However, the face is still so kind. It teaches me the true meaning of life and gives me confidence and strength at all times.
My dear mother, you are the resting place for your daughter. You are the harbor for your daughter to escape from the wind. With you, our home will be peaceful and warm. With you, our family will be happy and happy.
Dear mother, your great love is the greatest and selfless, your love in the heart of the daughter turned from the bottom of the heart from the bottom of the heart out - only the mother is good, the mother of the child like a treasure, into the mother's embrace can not enjoy happiness.
Dear mother:
Hello!
Mom, this is my first time to write to you, very excited, many words do not know where to start, usually I am more willful, there are a lot of thanks to you, and do not want to say to you. Today, let me take this opportunity to tell you a daughter's gratitude.
When I was young, you began to have long hair for me. You said girls had long hair and beautiful hair. But this is a lot of trouble for you, but for your daughter's beauty, I wash my hair once every 32 days and comb a beautiful hairstyle. Every time I wash my hair, I'm afraid I'm cold or ironed. You always adjust the water temperature so well. The children in the community envy me that I have a good mother.
After I go to primary school, you always get up early every morning and wake me up after a good meal, but sometimes I still pick and pick, and don't eat well and make you sad. But you never get angry with me. Instead, you do it for me on the second day. On the way to school, I saw other children taking the cake and eating while walking. I wanted to tell you, "Mom, how nice you are!"
Remember last semester, when the math unit test, there was a simple formula, because of my carelessness made a mistake, you see after very angry, very hard to criticize me. At that time, I almost cried by your quarrel, but I knew in my heart that your severity was for my good.
Mom, here I want to say to you, "Mom, I love you!" You are hard! "
Dear Mom,
I recently read the book, Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mom by Amy Chua. I found that you and Ms. Chua have a lot in common in parenting. Today, I d like to share some of my views on this topic.
Childhood memories of your strict dos and don ts came flooding back. Because count- less hours were invested on practicing musicalinsUu- ments, there was not even a slim chance for me to participate in parties and school plays, let alone fully enjoy the authentic pleasures of family life.Moreover, deprived of the freedom to choose hob- bies, I sometimes felt that I was just like a lonely pup- pet manipulated by others. Dear mother, do you be- lieve that time and time again I woke up from beau- tiful dreams with tears streaming down my face?
However, though I ve labeled it as a brutal regimen when I was young, as I became heavily involved inme outside world, I ve come to realize that it was quite rewarding to have been tiger trained. As George Eliot putslt, It never rains roses: when we want to have more roses, we must plant trees . This is as true of 0ur growing up, especially in an unprecedentedly stressful so- cietyr, Fortunately, tiger parenting has equipped me with exceptional study habits,thus helping me stand out in the intense competition. Furthermore, it has endowed me with strong willpower as well as inner self-poise, which bas proved to be a most pre- cious quality of mine. Finally,thanks to your firm discipline, not cmly have I cultivateda discerning taste in art, but I ve also built my own set of moral values. In view of all these facts, tiger parenting has benefited me in the lorlg run despite the cost of the immediate joy of a normal carefree cbildhood.
很喜欢伪装,不管有多受伤都不会让任何人知道,你很爱笑,喜欢用笑来掩饰伤痕,
你喜欢看小言,因为你想拥有小言中有你想要的东西,你爱幻想,也许是受了小言的影响,
幻想着一切都是美好的,你很好,好到可以对自己讨厌的人微笑,因为你说过,用微笑面对每一个人,无论是谁,你得让他们知道,你过得很好。
你很强势,可以让身边的人有安全感,你绝不容忍自己的朋友被人欺负,欺者,你定要他十倍奉还。其实,你并不是坚强,是不得不坚强,其实,你不想伪装,伪装的那么辛苦,却还说着你很好,其实我们都只是孩子,只是慢慢懂得了伪装,习惯了伪装,也就忘了最初的那个自己。其实不论怎么伪装,最真实的自己才是最好的,那个给颗糖就笑,摔倒了就哭,不用伪装到面目全非,不用压抑自己的心情。
你宁愿笑得没心没肺,也不愿让你别人看到你内心那道伤痕,可能因为真的是伤透了,对那种说不出的感觉产生了莫名的恐惧,因为宁可自己受到伤害,也不愿让自己在乎的人受到一点点的伤害,所以最终受伤的是自己。记住:不要轻易把自己的伤口给别人看,别人终究只是看热闹,痛的却是你自己,也许只有把自己伪装起来才能不受到伤害。
你喜欢回忆,但你有怕回忆,回忆都是越来越美,旧时光却把你困在里面出不来。过去多么美,现在真的很可笑。你说,你害怕那些回忆你记得,他却忘了,算了,把回忆废了,给自己个安慰,一切还是那么美好。
没想到答案,也就不用去寻找答案,没有人去仰慕,我就继续忙碌。麦兜说过,不开心睡一觉,就让它过去吧。伤心还好,伤胃就不好了。每天开心的,做好自己就可以了,没规定你一定要比某某优秀,比某某厉害,自己开心才是王道,好好过好每一天
亲爱的杨子豪:
你好!光阴似箭,转眼间4年过去了。那时调皮的我们已经是高年级的学生了。再回想4年前那个树叶飘舞的秋天,就犹如一场梦一般。这个秋天,我更是感到孤单。想想以前的事,眼泪就在眼眶里打转。是啊!那时腼腆的我们,被同学们称为最佳拍档。我们很少交流,却用许多方式来交流,眼神,动作,好多好多。你想我了吗?其实有一件事情,可能你已经忘到后脑勺上去了,但那件事却给我留下了深刻的印象。
那是一个鸟语花香的春天,我们已经2年级了。一下课,你和我就在操场像小鹿一样奔跑。你转了个头,调皮的对我说:“追不上我吧!来呀!”“你等着!”我加快脚步,像一只燕子一样飞奔着。\"不错嘛,有两下子。”你说“不过还是赶不上我呦。”我气坏了,使出吃奶的劲追你。你忽然停了下来,两只水灵灵的眼睛里充满了恐惧嘴巴张成一个标准的“0”型。我当时没多在意,以为你发现我快追上你你才害怕的。我的两腿忽然充满了力量,加快速度去追你。“小心!”你向我跑来,一把推开了我。我失足摔倒在一旁。一个篮球如同一颗流星一般坠落下来。你死死盯着篮球,在坠落下来的那一瞬间,你一把抱住了它,但不幸摔倒在地。“没事吧!”两位高年级的大哥哥急忙跑了过了,扶起我和你。“没事啦!”你拍拍身上的灰。确保我们没事后,两位哥哥拔腿就跑的无影无踪。“谢谢”我小声的说。你调皮的眨了眨眼睛,大气地说“没事啦,走我们继续玩!”
多少年过去了,这件事我还铭记在心间,现在,我就来谢谢你!杨子豪,非常感谢那是你舍身救我,多年后,我们还做朋友!
祝你身体健康学校进步
你的老同桌20xx年11月20日
五年级:
A letter to my mother
Oct. 17th
Dear mother,
I have been good at school. I often think of you when I go to bed because we always go for a walk before go to bed at home. So I miss you everyday. Do you miss me? Why don’t you call me? I’ve got a lot of things to tell you. One of the things is about foreign teacher’s daughter. Her name’s Skyler. She lives in Canada. She comes to our class to learn Chinese and English with me in my class. This afternoon, when it was art and craft class, our class were cleaning the gymnasium. And she did it with us too. So I usually talk to her when she doesn’t know what to do? But when the class is over, I always haven’t got enough time to talk to her. And I usually can’t find her. So we don’t have time to introduce to each other. But it is the first time that I have a foreign student. So I’m very happy! Mum, you often tell me, “If you are happy, I’ll be happy, too.” So you have to be happy, because I’m happy! I like you when you are happy!
In the end I wish you everything is just fine!
Yours,
Sophia.
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