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06.09.2019 08:16
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Every time before I start to do my homework, I always spread out the thick workbook first, then open the pencil case and take out the pen I like one by one. The black one I used for a long time, the plastic seal on the pen cover was wrinkled; the red pen tube was slightly worn, and it was just stepped on by me a while ago; the ink blue and the dark green are my most I like the color; the orange pen will have the taste of orange; there are purple and yellow, they always give me a quiet feeling. I took them out of the pencil case and placed them on the table one by one, head to head, tail to tail, and arranged in a rainbow color. They are the simplest styles, and they are refreshing and refreshing. Regardless of whether the original mood is relaxed or low, the joy will bloom in the heart. I am a high school student, carrying the expectation of my parents and my dignity and desperately climbing up, occasionally discouraged but mostly tenacious, never tremble and swear. I never felt that life was complicated and I was not vulnerable. My favorite summer watermelon, emerald green watermelon skin, is bright red after cutting. I like sitting in the front of the door in the evening, blowing the cool breeze, holding half a big watermelon and eating it with a spoon. The sweetness of watermelon is unparalleled, and the insects that pierce the air are like an accompaniment. Just a glimpse, no more than a second, I will feel that life is good, all the young troubles disappear. San Mao said: "Real happiness is not ecstasy, nor pain. In my subjective sense, it is a long stream of water, and there is no wave in the sea. In the ordinary people, to be an ordinary person, enjoy the joy of life, then we even Not dead, but also in heaven." Easy to satisfy yourself, do not need too much vigorous or earth-shattering, a sweet piece of watermelon, a touch of smile, enough to impress my youth, simply every year the school will be held A big chorus competition. In the rehearsal of the day before the finals, everyone put on the costumes and hurriedly rushed to the open stage with a skirt. In October, the weather was very cool, and we had a single long skirt. The classmates standing next to me had a strong nasal sound. They still smiled and said to me: "We will be the best." There is no light waiting room. But because of her words, it became bright and warm. Standing on the stage, the gossip flashlights bloomed together Marlboro Cigarettes, and we removed the glasses and we couldn��t see the distance. Only the bright light was smudged layer by layer. Even if there is no audience under the audience, the voice of the ear is still so beautiful; even if there is no audience under the audience, our smile is still so moving my youth Cheap Cigarettes, I am shining in the waters of the South, life is like a long stream of water, not shocking, Security is stable. But I can't forget the memory. I have been to the northeast, got off the train at four in the morning, and took a strange bus, just to go to an unknown new world. The wide road leads straight to the front, and the roadside is a piece of birch forest, which stands still in the winter. There is thick snow, reflecting the snow-white branches of white birch, and the whole world gently emits some light. I yearn for the distant Dunhuang, where there are deserts, camels and flying clouds. I always feel that if I stand in front of the high cave, the loess is flying, and when it is desolate, my heart will be filled with unstoppable feelings. The ancient civilization, with the pulse of my youth, even if I am only a tiny molecule, but also stimulate a different melody. In the face of the greatness of the world Parliament Cigarettes, I am small and want to see more beautiful scenery in the world. My youth is full of ambition. There was a huge flood in the world, and I fell into the whirlpool of youth. Countless drops of water bring together countless dust, I live here and walk here. Passing through the lives of so many people, seeing the bitterness and happiness of so many people. Even if I am a tiny existence among all beings, I am not afraid that I will lose my dream one day, because I am a film that I made independently. It is the only protagonist of all the worlds. When I transition from winter to spring, the earliest return is one. When the spring is coming, when I am looking for other springs, the water in the distance seems to reflect the whole sky. In this most beautiful spring, I am like a herb, growing quietly on the vast land, without the sound of jointing. |
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