One of my roommate often talk when he sleeps. He talked about all kinds of things.For example ,last night, I had a hard jod to fall asleep .I read a novel to make my eyes feel sleepy.When I was concentrated to the story ,I heard he said:"how much do you want?" It sounds like he was arguing a price with somebody , I was very strange ,so I asked:" Are you awake?what are you talking about?" there was not reply . At that time , he begain to talk agin:"OK, OK."It was the first time I heart him talk, so I did afraid of that and unforgettable.
我有一个室友经常在睡觉的时候说梦话。各种各样的事他都说。例如,昨晚,我睡不着。我阅读小说来让我的眼睛感到困倦。当我集中精神在故事上时,我听到他说:“你要多少钱?”听起来像是与人争论价格,我很奇怪。所以我问:“你醒了吗?你在说什么,没有回答。在那个时候,他又开始说了:“好吧,好吧。”这是我第一次听他说梦话。所以我很害怕也很难忘。
Yesterday, I went to a region to buy train tickets. When I was about to leave, I saw a foreigner come in. I thought he could speak Chinese, but then I knew he met some troubles. He wanted to take a bus to Hongkong and all he has was a paper that time, bus destination and destination were written. The problem was that there were four bus station in Hongkong, the ticket seller did not know which one he was to go. Therefor, I decided to help him. He wanted to the downtown of Hongkong, but he did not know which bus destination is in the downtown. So I asked the ticket seller about the information of bus stations. And then the foreigner ask several questions about time, bus station and others. The ticket seller explained to me and then I translated for them. Finally, he got his ticket. He was so happy that I can help. So did I.
This morning, I take my first taste on seeking family education with a high heart-lever. In latest, I have summonned up my encourage to carry out this travel, and regulate myself that I will not do work at a payment lowing 20RMB per hour at least for self-thought that I am hold an impressive proficiency of English and an outstanding condition.
After a string of waiting time, I welcame the first customer, a couple. Leading a mutual chinchin, our talking seemed going smoothly before refering to the wages. The man said:" How much you want get per hour." I though deeply and gave a reply:" OK, 20 is moderate." The women interfered:" But I have noticed that other tutors just require for a specific pay under 15!" I promptly conscioused that all my particularly excellent conditions descend to an ignorable position when refering to wealth. Merely I can leave an so-called engagement for excluding unexpective circumstances...
Yes, I am on the way of reaching adultness, the bricks-and-mortar world is not as absolute as I believe. Not a popular character I can be only in own mind. Yes, I should on days ahead conduct every step on the sea-lever. Illusion is virtual, my agenda is need to be foot by foot. I am sure that one day current days are abount to become to what I fantasize now!
It was a sunny day today,when i got up in the morning,i decided to see my grandparents.so i took the bus got there at noon,they were happy to see me,and i was very happy,too.
In the afternoon,my farther asked me to help him water the plant,and i was happy to see the flowers smiling in the wind.
In a word,today is a unforgetive day.because i saw my relatives helped people.
As a student ,I don’t have any great event to talk about ,but here I want to share my experience of preparing for the high school entrance examination.
During the first three years of junior school ,we were very happy and free .But we often heard that Grade 4 would be a hell. After the final exam of Grade 3 in June, everything blew onto our faces : teachers’ changing , harder and harder texts , terrible pressure and of course the graduate exam .Where your position was on the listboard became the most important thing in our life .We had to study hard day and night ,always from 6:00 a.m. to 1:00 or 2:00 a.m. the next day.
But I must say that it’s really an unforgettable memory in my life. Under the pressure we lived our life to the fullest, and enjoyed the true interesting things that we may have never cared before. Grade 4 in junior school was a turning point in my life. My attitude to learning, my world outlook and my philosophy of life all changed. I turned to be positive and strong. I also gained many people’s true & pure friendship, both teachers ’ and classmates’. In some way, I like that kind of life, as it taught me many things I’d never learned before.
Teachers also helped me a lot. I still can’t forget that my history teacher talked to me until 10:00 p.m. on April 30th, 2003, for my application. My head teacher also encouraged me, so did my Chinese teacher. I should say, all my teachers worked very hard and always neglected their sleep and meals. Even if some of them were about 50 and often fell ill, they never left us one day .
The last and greatest challenge was of course the final exam, also my high school entrance exam. I felt very well and comfortable except my chemistry physics exams. The result proved that I couldn’t have done worse in them. But in total, my mark is O.K. So then I became a student in the best high school of Hubei Province.
We, teachers and students, got together in East Lake Hotel on June 4th, 2003. At the moment of saying goodbye, I felt that my time of junior had gone ,and my senior time was coming .
Today, I looked at my graduate photos again ,and ,I smiled .
He once hesitated ,struggled, feared and doubted, like an ordinary man would do. But he just "stays at the door of fate", as the name of his newly-written book says, and waits till the door opens instead of leaving during the half way. Then there comes a wholly new world where the beautiful dream lies .
I’m a girl at the age of twelve and in grade six. As our grade six students have to attend the secondary school entrance exam a year later, we have to go to school to take part in the self-study at night. Considering the distance of my home to school, my father decided to teach me ride bikes.
It was a Saturday morning. My father told the key point to ride a bike at first. It was be brave and look forward instead of looking the wheels. My father held me and the bike firmly and then I ride it. Though I was afraid, I feel safe with my father around me. A few hours later, I can ride it without my father’s help. I was so happy, but my father was covered with sweat. I never fell off the bike with his protection. Watching my sweating father, I can feel his love for me.
Learning to ride a bike is such a memerable thing that I’ m only master it but also understand the love of my father.
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