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The first work of the door 1 how to have a door ...
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how ordinary is the door, but so mysterious, it will make you think about it and have thousands of thoughts. And I have some unknown thoughts to the door.
The "any door" of Doraemon made each child think about it, but for young people who are already middle school students, this wish looks a little childish and childlike obliterate.
The children of the same age thought that some adults couldn't guess but have always been in charge, but in my heart, there was always a "any door" that did not exist. In my inner world, there seems to be some people who know nothing about it. The secrets of these inner world have been imprisoned and have never been discovered. How do I hope that one day, even a minute, even a minute, even a minute. Well, others can walk into my world through a "any door" and learn about my little bit about me.
I have been envied and praised since I was a child, but no one has never really understood me. No one knows that I don’t want to be a perfect person. I want to be an ordinary child, I want to be an ordinary person. The grades are normal, the appearance is normal, and everything is normal, everything seems to be particularly not valued. But my victory does not allow me to do this. I am always willing to compete with people, like victory, victory is my mother, and I will summon me all the time. This is contrary to my wish. I don’t know how I can do it. By the beauty of both, you can only obey the "command" of parents, teachers and others.
I I am a poor child. Doraemon's "any door" is the day and night when I dream of soothe my soul, just like unlucky bears have always been unconvinced to do everything. It will be played by the god of fate, and my wish is as difficult to achieve as the wishes of the unlucky bear. This makes me think of "any door" again.
Although any door is just a fantasy, I will work hard to make this fantasy ideal and further turn it into reality. I hope someone can understand my heart through this any door and listen to the true thoughts of a child's heart.
They door, I am not as great as you are legendary, and you don't want you to exist at all, because you are my only spiritual sustenance, I hope you carry my wish, to the outside world and people. share.
The first work of the door 2 Actually, the door is always open, just depending on whether you want or not, do you have the courage to push it away.
The day of the dark, I sat at the desk, leisurely with my legs, the pen in my hand swayed, and looked at the stars. Ah, that's like a fragmented memory, a beautiful night of the crystal that is put together! I Shuhuo Shuhuo and bones, and continued the brain storm. Did you finish your homework? Drink a cup of hot milk first. Mom came over quietly, holding a cup of fragrant milk in her hand. My heart was hot, and it slowly flowed over a warm current. I wrote the book and said to my mother with confidence: Mom, rest assured! Tomorrow's composition selection, I will be able to get a prize for you! Looking at the flashing silver light between my mother's hair, the strength between my hands did not consciously worsen a bit. Ding Ding Ding Ding! - Ding Ding Ding! I struggled a few points and pointed out from the bed. Quickly put on school uniforms, washing my hurriedly picking up bread and milk, getting on the school bus, and sitting on the seat. I was still uneasy in my heart, with dense sweat on my head. Another stop, I stretched my head to shrink my neck and looked at the door, and a familiar figure came into my eyes. Chunhua! I couldn't wait to call her. She looked up at me slightly, and the smile made me stop. Her eyes were covered with blood, her eyes were red and red.
This red eyes red, but had to swallow the words on my mouth. She walked slowly towards me and shook her steps, making a surprise to see me. Why don't you read a book today? It must be composition selection? Have you prepared a good thing? I asked her distressedly: What about you? In order to choose, I boiled it in the middle of the night and overtime again? She pouted her lips, turned her eyes to the other side and said: Borrow my composition to see me, let me learn well. I handed it to her without hesitation, and I couldn't help wondering: I also said, isn't your composition good? The teacher does not read you just to read me. Is this better than me? I just mid a few words, and she panicked her book to the ground. She stroked her hair in her ear and said, "Aren't they all sisters?" Afraid I read your composition? I nodded and stopped asking. Biao! The school bus stopped. I just wanted to pull Chunhua to get out of the car, but she hurried to the school. Without waiting for me to speak, she only said a word: I will help you hand in composition, let's go to the classroom first! I smiled slightly and beckoned at her. In this way, there was no defense to usher in a betrayal, the composition selection began, and the breath condensed.
It was silent in the classroom. Looking at that composition, under the correction of the teacher, it was covered with hooks and horizontal lines. My palms are wet and my clothes stick to my back. The fans in the classroom were rustling, walking around, and my heart was swinging up and down. Finally, the result of the teacher came out, and the exciting moment came! Now read the award list. Yingya, Chunhua, Xiaoqing, my heart was frozen at that moment, Chunhua? Her composition? Why is there no name in the award list? Why, how is it possible! I feel more and more confused. I opened the text full of my handwriting. Let me see the scene that choked me, that's not my name -Chunhua. My heart was shot through the random gun, and the blood flowed constantly. I almost pulled the Chunhua beside her, and her legs trembled. I asked her hoarsely: Chunhua, is it you? Did you change your name? No, no! You are my best friend, how can you do this? She slowly opened my hand and leaned against the wall. She stroked her head with both hands, her tears smashed on my face, hitting my heart, and the messy lake surface. She opened her mouth slightly and spit out three words gently: I'm sorry that the last candle left in my heart was blew ruthlessly. I retired in horror and left the classroom disappointed and exhausted. Without Chunhua's voice, less time, and missing her smile. I have been as long as the year, and whenever I see her spoken look, I always have an impulse. What is it? I don't know, and I don't want to be clear. In the setting sun, I walked on the tree -lined trail, and the oblique shadow was reflected on the ground. I know that Chunhua followed me, and she twisted her hands, her lips were slightly squeezed, leaving no sound. Hongyu, I stunned, listening to her told a little. The impulse of the past came to mind. I was holding her, crying on the road, from beginning to end, we all knew that the door was open, but we didn't dare to touch it. But Chunhua, she pushed the door that had already opened. In fact, it has been driving
The first composition 3 I heard that my brother has returned to his hometown. He went home at this holiday.
The brother is usually in Zhengzhou, and he is also occupied by the tuition class during the holidays, rarely returned, but he is very happy to visit the visit to the home during this holiday.
went to his hometown, went straight to his brother's bedroom, and walked quietly to the door. He wanted to suddenly enter the door and surprised him. The "" hand and the door had a palm of the door. The door was not open, and a loud noise was made. His hands had become flushed. The smile on his face became very embarrassing. He had to say outside the door: "Brother, I came in. "The echo was" oh ".
The right palm next to the door, pushing it with my hand, but the door did not open. I pushed it again and again, but the door was perpendicular to my arm again and again. I was unbearable. It can be seen. The legs are in a bow, the left hand supports Mount Tai, the right hand holds the child -like wall, holding the fist in his hand, and smashing the door, and "咚" leaves a handsome back for the wind.
, it is handsome for three seconds
"Oh ..." The sound became distorted due to the pain of the hand, and in the brother's bedroom, a very inconsistent lyrics "black Cat sheriff. " Black Cat Sheriff? Go to your black cat sheriff. I sighed in the sky, and the toss just now, the door lines remain unchanged, my hands have become red, and I am tired. I once wanted to ask my brother to come out of the living room to play, but because of getting angry with my mother in the morning, my mother is now in the living room. (Original contribution)
I took a plastic stool to sit down and watched the door that had been opened for hundreds of times, red paint, except for slap and fist printing I suddenly saw the key hanging on the door, hey twice, and immediately stood up. Helpless, the stool was too inferior, my ass stuck unfortunately on the stool, and I forgot that my brother was still in the room.
Is getting rid of the pursuit of the stool, I hold the key and twist hard, but unexpectedly, the upper body of the key said to the lower body, I smirked, leaned against the door, squeaked, the door opened, the door was screened, and the door was opened. The eye -catching face was a light face. "Ghost!" I yelled, "It's me." My brother played with his mobile phone, and the fluorescent of his mobile phone was on his face: "The door, actually the opening."
" How? "I murmured, and then the excitement in my heart was swallowed by the disappointment, and I slowly supported it on the bed.
"Brother ..."
"Don't call me, I want to be quiet."
When you are confused and distressed, you only need to push the door open Face you in the future.
It night, like the dark screen covers the entire sky, the lights of the stars light up. And in my opinion, the weak light is more like a ghost of the ghosts in the dark at night
. I slept on a small bed alone, but in the face of this large room, just like the small forest growing in the big forest. The tree looks incompatible. I opened a pair of fear eyes. At the age of 6, I do n’t know if I ca n’t sleep with my parents, or the fear of the night. I have a faint tears in my eyes. Only the fears and foreheads with dense sweaty beads were revealed.
The starlight outside the window shot into the room, but I was even more panicked. I think of the female ghost under the moonlight that my classmates said, getting hotterly hot, "Open the fan, it's really hot, what's so scared!" I decided to give myself strong, but I didn't dare to stretch out. With the whole night, I think it must be a ghost singing. I was scared again with a trace of courage. I never dared to reach out. The dense and fine sweat couldn't bear it. Fan, what's so scared! There are no ghosts in the world, but just making a strange heart. "Hands slowly stretched out. A weird voice of "Zizi" recovered unconsciously. The sound of "squeak" appears to be harsh in this quiet room. "What is that sound? Is it really that ghost?" I clearly listened to my nervous and panic heartbeat, my breathing became heavy, and the quilt wrapped wrapped in the quilt. I am impatient. "Open the lights, as long as you reach out, you can touch it. As soon as you have a bright and bad thing, you will be beaten away. You can always be scared and you can turn on the fan!" I pretended to be calm and encouraged. Own.
"Oh, what is just afraid of! The teacher often tells us that in the face of any troubles, fear only needs to open the door that is trapped in it. ? Turn on the lights! "With that courage, I pushed the door to the light.
and me, I fell asleep safely in this bright room, and the light was on the night.
The first composition 5 of the door has never been opened. I have never entered that room. I never like my parents to pass the key. Today I came to the attic again and looked at it from a distance. That door ...
The uneasy thoughts: "On the other side of the door, is there something terrible? Or is there a very beautiful room or some debris accumulated in the room?" I can't think about it. Solution, curiosity drives me, I want to go in immediately. I walked downstairs and asked my father to take the key of the room. My heartbeat was very fast. At this time, I was having a hurry as I was holding a little rabbit in my arms. Holding it tightly, as if I am going to do big things now.
The footsteps gently, approaching the mysterious door. I held the key to 20 centimeters from the door, ten centimeters, five centimeters ... The key was inserted into the door lock. Although it took only a few seconds, I felt it for a long time. Turning the key, my heart mentioned my throat. I closed my eyes and pushed the door slowly. I saw it really unexpectedly.
It in the room, there are many boxes, bags, large and small dolls, all stacked in the cabinet. I went straight to a large bag. Snowflakes, I took these, and appeared in front of my eyes to play blocks when I was a kid. I would smile and let go of these, and I saw some gadgets sewn when I was a child. Looking at a book piled up in the bookcase, my mother taught me the sound of ancient poems in my ears ... These childhood memories were all treasured by parents. It turned out that the side of the door was full of my childhood. The treasure trove of memories ...
everyone has the door they want to push away. The other half of the door is something you want to see, as long as you are willing to open it.
The first work composition 6 I remember very well. On that day, we took each other's hand and walked into the door.
The weather was particularly good that day, and the warm breeze brushed through the ears, bringing a hint of coolness. My good friend and I agreed to climb the mountain together. The sun hangs in the blue sky, shining on the earth through the gap, and we embarked on the journey of climbing.
. At the beginning, we all played very vigorously. The laughter along the way broke the tranquility on the mountain and added a little fun. The scenery next to the mountain road is beautiful, and the tall trees and low trees are leaning. The dwarf trees and grass are contrasting with each other, and the flowers and grass are embellished to form a picture.
With the rise of the mountain, the stone steps under my feet are high and steep, my body starts to sweat, and the big sweat beads dripping from the forehead, the clothes have been soaked by sweat, and I feel that I feel Uncomfortable. I moved towards the big stone on the side of the road, "slap" sitting steadily on the stone, then raised my head, and looked at the top of the distant mountains in a shadow. Said: "I can't climb anymore, it seems that I can't reach the top of the mountain today." Then, I wiped the sweat on my face again, shaking my heavy head.
. She was also so tired, and saw her walking towards me, squatting down, turning to me, holding my left hand, squatting down, turning to me, holding my left hand holding me At the side of the clothes, I saw me without moving, and hurried my hand with my right hand. My hands are red and hot, her hands are the same as me. I worked hard to make my feet straight, standing on the ground, and climbing up step by step. Every step seemed to be so heavy and powerful.
has climbed over half the mountainside, but my heart still jumped, and I felt short of breathing and muscles. I looked at her and she looked at me. At this time, the sun reached the west of the mountain, and people ran down the mountain from the top of the mountain. My heart shook, and for a moment, I felt that there was a force to drive me to act.
"Go!"
It after all, we did not give up, so we kept holding the other's hand to the top of the mountain. One step, two steps, three steps.
The excitement rushed to my heart, took the last step together, and walked into the door. Yes, because of our efforts, it is a door to success with hope. Entering that door means that we have defeated ourselves and the frustration and suffering.
At this time, we work together to enter the door of success, enjoy the joy of success, breathe fresh air, and overlook a better world!
The happiness of the seven -day work of the first place of the door is blue; the happiness of the forest is green; the happiness of the sun and the moon is hung in the sky. What about the happiness of people? Is it famous? Is it the world? Or healthy and safe? In fact, happiness is far more than that.
The happiness is the happiness of the family! After dinner, the dusk came to an end, and the night came. Our home, walking on the moonlight, hugging the evening wind, under the harmony of the film, the family of three began to take a walk.
looking at the big trees on the side of the road to go backwards; watching Dongdong's residential building disappeared; watching the road extending forward, I gradually got tired of it, looking at the endless road, I was scared. At this time, the warm and powerful hands were placed on my shoulder, and it was father. He said, "Are you tired? Keep it again. You see, you're here." Mom also said: "With us, we can't move, we will memorize you." If you are hot , I have motivation again, I persist. On the way forward, every time I saw my parents' warm smile, happiness surrounded me.
Walking, ordinary but not plain, made me feel different kinds of warmth, as well as trust in the family. Dream may be the family happiness!
The unity cooperation is the beauty of campus! In the new semester, the school was cleaned up. My classmates and I came to the place where the garbage was everywhere. The silent cleaning began. I lifted the trash bin. He held a fire tong. I looked for garbage. He sandwiched. The seemingly simple process contained our silent tacit understanding. When he stepped down, I bent down; he stepped on the deep ditch, and I was involved in cooperation; he entered the woods, and I blocked the branches to cater; he lowered his hand and crushed it, and I reached out to help. Such silent cooperation, silent mutual assistance, and silently get along, so that the campus adds a piece of pure land. While cooperating, I received my partners and a different campus scenery. Dream may be the happy campus!
"Gifts from roses, and there is a fragrance of hands" to make the society happy! In 20xx, the young volunteer Cai Tianlong was wearing a green vest at Nanchang Railway Station and was working hard. His responsibility is to help key passengers guidance, coupled with his sign language specialties, make great contributions to guidance. Second, he saw that the middle -aged couple was compared to the sign language. He immediately greeted him, and he was very pleased. The couple were very happy. Through Cai Tianlong's guidance, they found the upcoming train. They did not show a satisfactory smile until they were sent to the train. Bad off the couple. He once said, "Those deaf people can't hear my voice, but I can see my smile."
Is thinking about our lives, in the vast people, different people, different passengers, we have to leave a shareholding, we have left a share, we have left a share. Love? Is it enthusiastic? Sometimes although it is insignificant, it will always realize the beauty of "gifted people roses, with the incense of hands". Dream may be social happiness!
The dreams are happy, there is hope if you have dreams, and there is a beautiful family, campus, and society with dreams. Dream is the trust between people, dreams are a longing for a better life in the future, and dreams are the spiritual world of continuous dedication. We are on the road of building dreams, we are immersed on the avenue of longing, and we are the creators on the dream road!
The people who have been to Xiamen in the first place of the door are all citizens there. "The city is in the sea, the sea is in the city", Xiamen is a graceful "sea garden". The islands, reefs, rocks, flowers, and wood are contrasting with each other. The quiet and romantic atmosphere is more beautiful in Xiamen.
It come to Xiamen, how can you not taste the special food here? In order to be full of blessings, we came to Xiamen's famous food blessing place -food street. When you come here, you can dance and dance the tip of your tongue while swimming and experience unprecedented satisfaction.
This street is a street full of cultural heritage. It is mainly based on the building complex of the building, and it still retains the flavor of old Xiamen in business prosperity. Just be a viewing building, don't have a flavor!
The food street is also a variety of jewelry jewelry jewelery and all the costumes. The price is affordable. Do not miss it!
This street is the best place to dance tongue. Here, you can put aside all concerns, and together with the endless stream of diners to taste the variety of seafood and local specialties. The tender and refreshing conch meat, oily but not greasy fried shrimp cake, spicy and fragrant nine -spit fish ... can make you salvate three rules, the aftertaste is endless!
It Xiamen not only has delicious food, but also a famous tourist destination -Gulangyu. We took ten minutes of ferry and finally reached this island like Wonderland. Breaking from the crowded crowd, a cool sea breeze blowing my face, with a coolness, driving me the restlessness brought by me. Strolling on the tree -lined trail, smelling the fragrance of the soil, and watching the butterfly dance. Unconsciously, we came to the wax museum. Look! There are two girls in Alishan in front of me to welcome guests! Take a closer look, this turned out to be two realistic wax figures. With the curiosity and joy, I walked into the wax museum. There are celebrities at home and abroad, leaders of various countries and 3D three -dimensional portraits, which makes me visible.
We after watching the beautiful scenery of Gulangyu, we went to the pier to take a cruise to Kinmen Island. We were sitting at the top of the ship, looking at the tide of the posture, tasting the mellow tea, and the white seagull soared, it was a great enjoyment in life.
This trip to Xiamen not only allowed me to taste special foods and let me broaden my vision.
The first work composition 9 Enter Xiamen! This spring is full, the hundred birds compete in Xiamen. She will bring you endless happiness and memory!
It Xiamen is a coastal city with a musical atmosphere and richness. Entering the island of Siming District, the island of Siming District, you can listen to the wonderful music everywhere, you can hear the fragrance of music. When you come to Gulangyu's "Music Garden", you can see all kinds of ancient musical instruments. No matter how old you are there, you can find it. Touch it again. It is simply fun. Then go to the "Golden Beach" and there are many beautiful shells and small fish shrimp. In the evening, strolling around the sea, the bright moonlight reflected in the glittering light of the golden light, and the cool breeze blew it gently, as if it was wandering in the realm of fantasy. Then go to the "Hundred Bird Garden", which is a hundred birds, to see the strange and lovely birds, listen to their wonderful singing, and turn to the performance area from time to time to see their wonderful performances. This will definitely make you "full of eyes". ...
It again to the famous Zhongshan Road, and experience the fun of shopping. When you come to Huarian Department Store and other department stores, you can see all kinds of products. Pink, red, yellow, green, black ... all have it! And it is beautiful. Then go to Xiamen Snack City to eat! You are full of your mouth full of mouth, what seafood, fish balls ... you can also eat Xiamen specialty products here, delicious and delicious pie, bite a bite, lips and teeth, and the aftertaste is endless.
In walk to Bailuzhou, look at the splattered fountain in the water, and hear a melodious light music. When I walked into the inside, I looked at the green grass and some big trees of the sky, and from time to time, the birds were made of trees. There is also the fairy stone carvings and various entertainment equipment of Meno Tianxian. Walking down the lake, we can see a small bridge with high and low, swimming around the fish, and the little crabs and old turtles are walking around, as if we say to us, "See how comfortable we are! This is our beautiful home. "
Yes! Friends from all over the world, the gate of Siming District, Xiamen City will always be open for you. Come and take a look here! We will enthusiastically treat you!
. As long as you observe carefully, you will always hear the knock on "happiness".
It at home, eating the food made by my mother every day is happiness. When I returned home hungry, I saw the delicious food I love to eat braised pork and dried pots on the table. When I ate hot meals and drink delicious love soup, this was this. It is a kind of happiness, the happiness that the love hidden in meals.
In schools, the teacher's encouragement is happiness. In the first grade, the timid I was "forced" to answer a small question, but was encouraged by the teacher. I feel warm and trust, so that I am inward and confident. That kind of intimate encouragement was like the sweetness of my spring water. Later, when I succeeded in recalling the initial encouragement, the feeling of happiness would flow in my heart.
In the community, a small move of strangers may also be a kind of happiness. Once, I fell when I was playing, and my tears almost fell. Suddenly, a voice sounded: "Are you okay?" I turned my head and looked like a big sister who didn't know each other. While pulling out the knee that was wrapped out of my wound from the bag, she said, "Is it painful? Be careful next time!" Listening to these intimate words, a warm current in my heart was helpless. The love is full of happiness!
When hungry, a piece of bread is happiness; an encouragement in the predicament is happiness; in the desert, an apple is happiness ...
Actually, happiness is not fixed, remember such a story: There is a lion living in the story: In the cage, there are drinking, drinking, and carefree every day; another lion lives in the forest and is very free. Although they have their own happiness, they still envy each other. Once, they exchanged their characters, but the ending was miserable! The lion in the cage starved to death because he didn't understand how to prey; the lion in nature was depressed because of being imprisoned! Originally, they each had their own happiness, but they "thirsty" the happiness of others and eventually caused tragedy! In life, we must also be content. Taste your own life carefully and taste the touch of life, so that you can be happier!
Actually, happiness is everywhere. As long as you understand, feel quiet, and be grateful, you can hear "happiness" knocking on the door!