前年的暑假期间,是我学钢琴以来,第一次上台表演老师指定我的钢琴歌曲。我花了许多时间去准备两年一次的钢琴发表会,每天晚上,我都孜孜不倦的反复练习钢琴演奏曲。
钢琴发表会的前一天晚上,我的心情既紧张又兴奋,让我整个晚上都睡不着觉!
终于到了表演的日子了!清晨,太阳公公都还没有醒来,我就已经坐在床上,想着中午要在观众面前表演的歌曲,旋律一直在我的脑海里徘徊着。中午出门之前,妈妈给我套上了华丽的小礼服,让我在表演会场显得更漂亮、美丽。
到了钢琴发表会的现场,已经有许多学生的家长在观众席找个好位子坐下来听他们孩子弹奏的歌曲了。“啊!好紧张!下一个就是我了!”我的心中想着。到了台上,我先向大家鞠躬致敬,再走向钢琴的椅子、坐下来,抒发我的情感,弹出悦耳动听的音乐。虽然有些小失误,但是我觉得我弹得很好。正当我准备走下台的时候,老师跑到我身边,向所有的观众称赞我,说我:“很认真学习,常常自动自发练习弹奏技巧。”妈妈也献给我一大束的花,鼓励我以后也要继续加油努力!
这件最难忘的事,让我心中有了一个更大的梦想,那就是:希望自己有一天能登上更大的舞台,表演给更多的观众看,让众人都知道“凌靓洁”这个人。
在寒假的一个星期天,我和姐姐一起到敬老院,参加老人的《生日会》义工活动。
今天,我们志愿者兴高采烈地给老人们举行《生日会》。在表演之前,当我把汤圆一碗一碗地分发给公公婆婆的面前时,看着他们吃得很满足的样子,我心里甜甜的!我和一位义工姐姐上台,其他的志愿者也上台一起唱《祝福你》,在唱歌的时候,我默默地在心里祝福老人们“永远多彩多姿,永远充满欢喜。”唱完了,我的心情感觉热呼呼的,台下的公公婆婆激动地拍着热烈的掌声,听着热烈的掌声,我更加聚精会神,全神贯注地表演下一个节目。接下来是玩猜歌游戏,公公婆婆都猜对了,实在太厉害了!还有更精彩的节目,例如寻宝游戏,模仿动作游戏等等……最后,工作人员把蛋糕推进来,小朋友吹蜡烛,然后我很荣幸地和一位婆婆一起切蛋糕,把蛋糕分好,大家吃得津津有味,他们开心极了!
通过这一次有意义的活动,让我深深地学会了如何关爱老人,尊敬老人,也了解到长者需要我们无微不至的关怀和爱护,希望大家也一起来关心独居的长者,伸出友爱之手吧!
这是一件,因为每当我想起这件事的时候,笑容就像天使一样那么开心!
2008年5月12日汶川发生8.0级地震死伤人数随时间推移不断增高,看着那一个个冰冷冷的数字想到那么多鲜活的生命就此被大埋地下,我的心犹如刀割般的痛,尽管他们与我无亲无故,但因我们同是人,我能感受到那临死前强烈的恐惧与本能的求生***,也因有了这强烈的求生欲让很多在生死边缘挣扎的人顽强的活了下来。创造了一个又一个生命的奇迹,谱写了一首又一首感人至深的生命的奇迹,谱写了一首又一首感人至深的生命之歌。在这次地震中我们有痛心,有遗憾,有感动,是那一个又一个坚强的人儿让我们体会到了生命的真谛,而对幸存者我们可以满脸微笑的.祝福他们,但,面对那些不幸遇难者们能做的很多但又好像很少,我们能做得很多,如安慰他们的家人,帮他们重建家园,但这又好像与他们无关,所以我们能为遇难者做的少之又少。
在烈日当头的正午,一万多个不期而遇的人们在这个宽阔的广场上自觉站好等待着14:28分的到来,:"嘀......",时间到了,万车齐鸣,霎时间,整个空旷天地间只能机车鸣笛声,一万多人一齐低头为汶川地震遇难者同胞默哀,我在心里祝愿他们一路走好,突然听到身后有抽泣声,不一会抽泣声越来越大,越来越多,终于我也忍不住加入了他们的队伍,因为我想到了地震中的画面和故事和对已逝者的哀悼,这个哀悼会是我一生中最难忘的。
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 chemistryphysics 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 .
人人都有,而每个人却各不相同。
有一天,我放学回家打开书包时,却发现心爱的金色钢笔不见了。我心急如焚,那是我过生日时候,爷爷送给我的生日礼物啊!我一直视它为“手中宝”。
我疾步走向房间,翻箱倒柜找了一个遍,还是不见它的踪影。我纳闷:难道它会飞。当我推开爷爷房门时,突然发现表弟手中拿着一只金色的钢笔,正摆弄着笔帽玩呢!我心头升起一股火气,不由分说,一把抢了过来,转身狠狠地踢了表弟一脚。表弟被我发疯的样子,吓得“呜呜呜”地哭泣起来,我失去理智地大喊道:“哭什么?偷了我钢笔,还委屈你了。”
“怎么了,彭啊。这支笔是你爷爷的朋友送的。”奶奶听到我的叫声过来解释。“找了半天没见到,这支金笔就是我的。”我据理力争。
“彭啊!你爷爷一共有两只金笔,一只送给了你,另一只留着。再说,你没有弄清楚金笔的下落,就怪你弟弟,是不对的。”奶奶叹着气。
“那我的笔,谁拿了去?”我嘴中呶呶。“是不是,忘地方了?”奶奶提醒。“哥哥,我没拿你的钢笔。”表弟双手捂着流泪地脸。“这就是我的'笔。”说完,我摔门而去。
第二天,我在学校的课桌里发现了那只金色的钢笔,我不知说什么好。认错?不行,这支金笔让我低头。我不愿意。
等到表弟生日的那天,我不好意思地掏出那支金笔,递到表弟手中,腼腆说:对不起,弟弟,那天是哥哥的错……
一家人看到我俩的模样,一起唱起了“祝你生日快乐!”,我和表弟对视地笑了,两双手紧紧握在了一起。
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