A man walking in the night slipped from a rock. Afraid that he would fall down thousands of feet, because he knew that place was a very deep valley, he took hold of a branch that was hanging over the rock. In the night all he couls see was a bottomless abyss. He shouted, his own shout reflected back--there was nobody to hear.
You can imagine that man and his whole night of scare. Every moment there was death, his hands were becoming cold, he was losing his gripand as the sun came out he looked down and he laughed. There was no abyss. Just six inches down there was a rock. He could have rested the whole night, slept well---the rock was big enough---but the whole night was a nightmare.
Fear is only six inches deep. Now it is up to you whether you want to go on cling to the branch and turn your life into a nightmare, or whether you would love to leave the branch and stand on your feet.
There is nothing to fear.
会场上响起雷鸣般的掌声,同学们向我投来赞扬的目光,有的还伸出大拇指说:“陈最,你真捧!”我觉得不好意思,脸上火辣辣的,不由得低下了头。
“陈辰同学上台给大家讲几句话。”庄校长高兴地说。顿时,掌声响得更热烈了。我的.心扑肠扑肠地跳,倪得不知该怎么办,也不知道是怎样被同学们推上讲台的。
上了讲台,只见下面黑压压的一片全是脑袋,无数双眼睛都看着我。我更加紧张了,心仿佛要从喉咙里跳出来。“不要紧张,大胆说吧。”庄校长安慰我说。也许是她的话给我带来了勇气,我用颇抖的手接过麦克风,结结巴巴地说:“这……这是我……我应该做的……做的……”我紧张极了,下面也不知道讲些什么,只觉得心情徽动得像波浪一样连绵起伏。
我讲完话,连忙跑回自己的位置。这时,掌声又响起来了,这掌声是对我的鼓励,对我的鞭策。我一定要加倍努力,进一步提高写作水平,多发表一些作文,把所有的稿费都寄给“希望工程”。帮助贫困地区的小朋友上学。
黑色的羽毛中含有乳白色的羽毛,嘴角和爪子呈通红色,尾巴像剪刀一样,如出鞘的利剑一样,把空气切开一个缝隙在天空飞扬——燕子。
燕子你来了,带来了万物萌发的`季节——春天。花儿也跟着起哄,挥舞着花瓣,像拉拉队一样为燕子鼓舞着,燕子也对花儿回应着招招手,花儿笑了。草儿看见燕子来了,挺直了身体,案首挺胸地看着燕子,仿佛一个学生看着鲜红的五星红旗的尊敬……
燕子你停留着,你在炎热洋洋的季节——夏天。你像一名工作狂一样,每天的工作。早晨,你从温暖的家里飞出来,放下了你的孩子,出去寻找食物。你在天空翱翔,吸收着大地的生气。突然一只长而透明的翅膀,胸部倾斜,腹部细长,复眼小的昆虫——蜻蜓。燕子加快了如镰刀一样的翅膀的挥动,双眼如利剑一样地看着蜻蜓,好像刚离弦的箭似的,嘴一瞬间咬住了蜻蜓,然后又加快了速度,往家的方向去了。会到了家,燕子把蜻蜓给它的孩子吃,表现一副慈母的摸样。
燕子你准备走了,你在秋高气爽的季节——秋天。它的孩子长大了,也力气大了。在黑夜里,小燕子与燕子飞走了……
燕子消失了,在冰天雪地的季节——冬天。没有燕子的踪迹。
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