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Today I tell you an interesting story about childhood.

When I was young, my mother took me to my grandmother's house, and she raised some lovely chickens. I asked my mother, "What are these lovely chickens hatched with?"

"These chickens are hatched with eggs," said his mother.

Back home, I stealthily took an egg from the refrigerator. I quickly ran into the bedroom and put the egg in the bed.

When my mother saw me sneaking around, she asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'm hatching chickens!" I replied.

"If you hatch chickens, you will be strong." Mother said with a smile.

"Why?" I asked strangely.

"Because it is necessary to reach the constant temperature required for the hatching of chicks, and it will take 21 days to hatch chicks." Mother said with a smile.

"That's not sure!" said Dad.

"Why?" I asked curiously.

"Dad said that all the hens in the egg farm were hens, and only mother's eggs could not hatch chickens!" Dad said.

I thought my father was fooling me, so I asked my mother, and her mother said, "Yes, only the eggs of my father and mother can hatch chicks! Just like our 'family, only when my father and mother get married can we have babies!"

I still don't understand it, but I think it's too interesting and a little dubious. Later, when I grew up, I also knew the secret of life! I feel the world is wonderful!

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Since school, we have listened to many interesting and vivid lessons, but the most unforgettable one is math.

That day, math teacher Liang walked into the classroom with a lesson plan in his hand, and the chattering in the classroom stopped immediately. Teacher Liang said to us, "Boys and girls, today we are going to learn Unit 5 - Tree planting. Please turn your books to page 73." Everyone immediately took out their math books, and only heard the sound of "brushing" the books in the classroom. The teacher said, "Now please work out the first question first." In a little while, Liu Xurui, the student on duty, raised his hand. The teacher said, "Liu Xurui, please tell me how many trees can be planted on a 600 meter long road every 15 meters. How many trees can be planted on both ends?" Liu Xurui replied, "40 trees can be planted." Teacher Liang shouted, "Please draw a picture on the paper." After a while, Liu Zhenglin made a speech: "Teacher Liang, no, it should be 41 trees." Teacher Liang said with a smile: "Yes, today we are going to talk about the principle of 'one stroke, two cuts and one more'. Now, please discuss in your group to see if you can come up with solutions to other tree planting problems."

After intense discussion, our group sorted out three ideas: 1. When both ends are not planted, a tree is equal to the number of segments minus 1; 2. When only one end is planted, a tree is equal to the number of segments; 3. When both ends are planted, a tree is equal to the number of segments plus 1. At this moment, Teacher Liang gave a command: "OK, stop!" The students in the front row turned their heads and looked at Teacher Liang with their eyes in unison. Teacher Liang said, "Who would like to write your group's summary on the blackboard?" Everyone scrambled to raise their right hands. Teacher Liang ordered our group leader Wu Songyang. Wu Songyang quickly wrote down the results of our group's discussion on the blackboard. Teacher Liang said, "Well written, please copy these three laws into your textbook." At this time, a student said, "Teacher Liang, why is a tree equal to the number of broken, broken?" We saw that it was really "broken", and the classroom burst into laughter.

Jingle, jingle... The bell rings after class, and this class is over. This is really an unforgettable math lesson!

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Second grade composition describing an interesting thing 1

In my memory, there is a long river with many small stars hanging on it. Each small star represents a story. There are happy stories, sad stories, sad stories, unforgettable stories, happy stories, and interesting stories... So many stories make my memory fresh, but there is only one story that I will never forget. As long as I think of that story, I will burst into laughter.

I remember that day when my father was sleeping at home, when I saw my mother tying her hair, a strange idea came to my mind. It was to braid my father's hair. I quickly brought my flower tendons and small clips to braid my father's hair.

I first combed my father's hair several times with a comb, then picked up a bunch of hair from his head, tied up my leather band, and then clamped it with a small clip. When it was done, I giggled. Not good. This smile woke my father up. I ran out of the bedroom quickly. My mother and I burst into laughter when my father came out of the bedroom. My father "giggled" when he saw us laughing, although he did not know what had happened. Finally, his mother told him that after he learned about it, he smiled more happily.

Although it has been a long time, I will giggle when I think of it.

Second grade composition describing an interesting thing 2

On Sunday morning, I was doing my homework. Suddenly, there was a chirping sound in the kitchen. I hurried to the kitchen. Alas! What happened to the white mist bubbling out of the spout and lid? I was so frightened that I ran to my mother and shouted, "Mom, our newly bought kettle is leaking." My mother strode into the kitchen and clicked it somewhere, eh? The sound of Zizi's "singing" immediately became smaller, and the water slowly "calmed" down. Mother picked up the cloth and wiped the water clean. She turned to see me looking up behind her and said with a smile, "silly child, this is not the kettle leaking. This is the water boiling, and the expansion of heat and contraction of cold flow out. This is the most basic common sense of life!" This event became a joke after dinner at home.

I think that we pay too much attention to learning cultural knowledge from books now, lack life experience, and know nothing, so we can make such "low-level" jokes. In the future, I will help parents do more housework within my power, and increase my common sense of life, so as to make less appearance.

Second grade composition describing an interesting thing 3

In this busy life, the means of transportation for me to go home from school every day is the "bus".

I remember one time when there was no vacancy when I got on the bus, so I had to stand on the aisle. It was really swaying from side to side during the journey, like dancing. It was on the bus swaying and swaying. I saw a girl who looked like a junior high school student.

Maybe she was tired after a day of study, so she began to sleep. Her eyes were closed and her ears were closed, but the only thing not closed was her "mouth". It's funny to say, but I have to say that the first idea I saw at that time was that I really wanted to feed her all the candy and biscuits. Maybe her esophagus was still working when she was sleeping, so she could eat all the food in her mouth.

This reminds me that if a fly happens to rest on her lips, and unfortunately the bus shakes, the little fly fails to stand firm and falls into the valley in their eyes, how will girls and flies solve the dilemma in such a situation? Will the fly fly out, the girl spit it out, or... just swallow it.

Just thinking and guessing, I finally arrived at my dear and warm home.

Second grade composition describing an interesting thing 4

July 21, the summer vacation. I met Qin Qinmi (who drew an animal cat) on the first page of my summer life again. This cat is very smart, because it has brought me a lot of knowledge: riddles, Tang poetry, short stories, life knowledge, and so on. This is the most unforgettable thing for me. It's not so easy for me to forget it. Qin Qinmi has been my good friend, and I still miss him now! I hope to see it in the next winter vacation and summer vacation!

Handmade happiness

I like doing handwork best. Because making handwork can make your hands do all kinds of work so skillfully. Today, I made two more small things, one is "local phone", and the other is "hand-made piano". The "local phone" is fun. It is a small phone. It can be played at home or outside. "Handmade piano" can be used as a small "electronic" piano. If you want to make it sound, just play it later.

The Story of Sword

Today, my mother bought me a sword. My mother also told me the story of a couple. There are two people called Ganjiang and Moye. They are a couple. They forged a sword called "Ganjiang Moye Sword", which is unparalleled in the world. This story tells me something about sword making. And the sword in the story is similar to the one my mother bought for me. My sword is called "peerless sword".

Second grade composition describing an interesting thing 5

There are countless happy, unforgettable and touching things in the colorful childhood life, and a little thing happened in Grandma's home in the summer vacation is still fresh in my memory.

One day, I saw some beer just left in the beer bottle in Grandma's kitchen, and thought: What a pity that beer is "liquid bread"! It happened that the chirping sound came from the carton, oh! Yes, give the chicken the beer! So I poured beer into the chicken trough, but the chicks couldn't drink it. I had to grab the chicken, press its neck with my hand, and let its mouth extend into the wine. After a while, the chicken smacked its mouth. I did this repeatedly for many times. I saw that the chicken wanted to become addicted. You see, it put its mouth into the wine, and then raised its head to drink with relish. After a while, all the beer in the trough was drunk. The chicks were already tottering and soon fell asleep. I couldn't help laughing.

The laughter startled Grandma. She said meaningfully, "You can't be as greedy as a chicken in the future!" I smiled and nodded.

Now I think I really had a lot of fun that time. When I think about it, I will still laugh.

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Things in life are like seashells on the beach, stars in the sky, and water drops in the sea, which are countless. However, I still remember that interesting thing.

In the summer vacation, I was playing under the poplar tree in the yard. Suddenly, a ghost idea came up. I thought: hey hey, that's a good idea. After thinking about it, I jumped up, found a box of watercolor pens in my room, and quietly waited for the opportunity.

The sun was shining hot on the earth, and the cicadas on the trees were screaming annoyingly. Adults walked into the house with their cattail fans fanned. Only one child played tirelessly. I took the newly turned out watercolor pen and tiptoed carefully to the door of grandpa's bedroom. I peeped. When grandpa was asleep, I gently pushed the door open, "creaking". The door rang, and I immediately took my feet back to see if there was any movement in it. I just flashed in, and grandpa was still in a dream.

I took three colors, black, red and pink, and began to paint on my grandfather's face. As I drew, I thought: Grandpa must be funny when he gets up. Thinking about it, I smiled and opened a flower in my heart.

When Grandpa got up, his mother saw him and smiled with her mouth covered. Grandma saw him and said with a smile, "Go to the bathroom and take a picture of your face

Although this matter has passed for a long time, I still remember it so clearly that I can't forget it for a long time.

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Mimosa Composition (I)

I like simple lilies and flirtatious roses, but my favorite is the unknown mimosa.

Mimosa in spring is like a pure girl. It grows a green leaf almost every other day. In April in the spring, mimosa has grown small leaves, like a ladder, arranged neatly on both sides. In May, the leaves of mimosa grow bigger, and a mimosa plant is like a fan. Every day, I can't help touching the mimosa. Every time my nails touch its leaves, the leaves shrink in shyly.

In summer, the tender green leaves of Mimosa become deeper, and the leaves of Mimosa become lush. More attractive is that mimosa has pink, lovely round flowers. Beside the flowers, there are buds waiting to open. There are three small flowers close together beside the bud, just like three inseparable good friends. The stem under the flower has thin, sharp spines. I tried to touch it, but this little thorn was still very stinging.

In autumn, mimosa has borne fruit, and its fruits are connected one by one. It's like wearing a transparent clothes with thorns. After a week, all the fruits fell on the ground. I thought it was useless, so I threw it into the soil.

In winter, three mimosa plants grew out of the soil. At that time, I thought to myself: I had known not to throw away the fruit. But now, there is no hope.

Do you know why mimosa is shy? The reason for this opening and closing is that there is an expanding part called "leaf pillow" at the base of the petiole of Mimosa pudica. There are membrane cells inside the leaf pillow. When the leaves are touched by the outside world, the vibration is transmitted to the leaf pillow. At this time, the cell fluid in the membrane cells immediately flows to the cell gap, reducing the expansion capacity of the cells. The leaves automatically close, and the petioles and twigs droop at the same time. After a few minutes of "calm", they return to their original state. Now you know!

Mimosa not only has ornamental applications, but also has applications in medicine and earthquake prediction. You see, such grass is perfect!

Mimosa Composition (2)

It is said that mimosa is a shy girl. When touched, it will bow its head shyly, but why? With a curious and expectant heart, I went to the botanical store to buy a mimosa and brought it home. I put it on the balcony and took good care of it.

After several days of cultivation, the leaves of mimosa have finally grown up. Its leaves are green on the front and light green on the back, and there are some fluffy little hairs on its meridians. A few days later, the buds of mimosa also grew out, round, purple, and some things like needles, very beautiful. Suddenly, I had an idea to do a small experiment - touch mimosa to see if it really can close the leaves. I touched it gently with my hand, and the mimosa really closed its leaves like a shy girl. About 30 minutes later, the leaves of the mimosa opened. I was very excited because the experiment was successful. However, I still have some doubts: why does mimosa close when touched? I ran to ask my mother, and her mother said: "Because the mimosa grew up in South America, where it often storms, there are many insects, in order to protect themselves, whenever something touches it, it will immediately close." My mother also told me that according to the research of scientists, the mimosa also has the function of earthquake prevention! If the mimosa is not touched but closes its leaves a few days before the earthquake, it means that the earthquake is coming.

Mimosa is magic! As long as we observe carefully, we will find more mysteries in nature.

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After two days of basketball lessons, my favorite is the last link: dribbling game. At this time, the young partners are full of enthusiasm and exert all their strength to win honor for their team.

The teacher evenly divided us into two teams. We stood on the west side of the field, and each team member ran to the east with the ball, hit the club with the ball, and then returned, and then passed the ball from each team member's foot to the front team from the back of the team, and so on, to see which team ran first and which team won. You see, the pace of each team member is big and fast, and it will reach the end like a sprint; Listen, the cries of the two teams come and go. Each team is racing against the clock to win the first place. It's my turn to run. I can't pull the back of the team. I strode out and rushed forward like crazy. The members of the other team followed closely, and I turned my face when I came to the club. It was my good friend Gao Junyan. Ah, it's a bit interesting. We compete. At this time, we are rivals. We are unwilling to fall behind and strive to catch up. Although I reached the finish line first, Gao Junyan's first team won after all the players ran. Dear teammates, we will not be discouraged. Tomorrow we will pull back a game. Wait and see!

In the interesting game, I realized that unity is strength, and friendship is better than competition. I like this interesting game very much.

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After dinner, Ding Lingling, the phone rang. It was my father who wanted to take me to watch the fireworks. I was really excited to hear that. While waiting for Dad, Grandma and I went to the balcony to see the moon. Because it was cloudy today, countless stars were hiding in the clouds. A full moon hung in the sky like a shining crystal ball, illuminating the dark world. Trees, rivers and houses are all wrapped in a layer of silver and thin gauze, and the bright moonlight fills the earth like pouring clean water.

The sound of my father's motorcycle came from the window. He shouted: "Lili, come down quickly, and put on more clothes. It's very cold outside." I immediately put on a dress and quickly went downstairs. The car left home with a beep. Along the way, the cool wind blew, and I began to feel comfortable. Gradually, I felt a little cold, which made me feel the taste of autumn wind. Fortunately, I wore a lot of clothes. As soon as we got to the administrative center, the cars and bicycles in front of us were blocked, so we had to stop and drive, which was as slow as a turtle. I was really worried. I saw that I was about to arrive at the destination, but there were too many people on the road. Maybe all the people in Jiaxing came out to see this wonderful fireworks. Finally, under the command of the traffic police uncle, we stopped the car and found a place to sit down. The full moon in the sky follows me. Tonight is the day of reunion. How charming the moonlight is.

Suddenly, the sky "snapped" and fireworks appeared like meteors. Red, blue, purple...... Colorful, colorful. "Wow!" How nice to see! The crowing in the sea of people has made people forget the fatigue in the day and the cold at night. The fireworks bloomed continuously for nearly 30 minutes tonight. At one time, they scattered like a fairy, at another time, there were colorful "chrysanthemums" in the night sky, at another time, sparkling "stars" rushed at you, and at another time, "colorful mushroom clouds" rose up

The fireworks party was over, and people came home one after another. I held my father tightly and went home in the cool wind of the Mid Autumn Festival. The bright moon in the sky is still so round and bright

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After the Mid Autumn Festival dinner, my parents and I, as well as my good friends and the whole family, are going to Longgang Dongtang to watch the tide. It is said that on August 15, there are a lot of people watching the tide, and the waves are very big and spectacular. We set out with curiosity.

We walked in my father's car for more than an hour, and suddenly we were blocked by a police car at an intersection. When we got off, we asked how many people had sold goods. In order to avoid accidents, all vehicles were not allowed to enter the dam. We had to stop at the roadside, get off and go on foot. With the flow of people, I talked and laughed with my good friends. After walking for about half an hour, I still hadn't arrived. I asked my father why he hadn't arrived yet. My father said it was still early. We were less than half way there. My friends and I were shocked. How could we be so far away? We talked about race running, so that we can exercise and reach the destination early.

We walked for an hour and a half, and finally arrived at the seaside. There were a lot of people, and many policemen were keeping order. The police uncle really worked hard for our safety. We found a place easy to watch the tide and sat down to wait for the arrival of the tide. After a while, we saw the sea waves coming to us one by one. The sea tide was raging like a devil, and the billowing foam lost its balanced rhythm, just like the charging team, rushing up the dam with noise, shouting, and desperately, the silvery white water, The huge waves rolled up as high as the city wall, and the situation was like a thousand galloping horses charging towards the enemy. The spray splashed all over us. We were wet and our clothes were wet, but we felt very comfortable. It was really worth a visit. We would like to see it next year.

On the way home, I still remember every spectacular wave in my heart. Mid Autumn Festival, I love you, the sea, I love you, the tide, I love you.

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Last summer, my father, mother and brother Paul and I drove to the Crab Island in the suburb of Beijing for spring vacation.

Crab Island Crab Island, as its name implies, must be related to crabs, so we chose to go fishing for crabs. The tools for catching crabs are very strange, but there is a piece of fish tied under a steel wire, so it's nothing. I think this is very good, because the simpler the better to catch crabs.

He started fishing for crabs. He saw his brother put the fish in the water and waited for the crab to clamp it with its big tongs. After a while, it was true that a crab had clamped the fish tightly. He quickly lifted the crab up and gently twice to test it. Before the crab loosened the big tongs, he quickly put the crab into the vat. When my brother catches crabs, I can also fish. I put the fishing rod into the pool like my brother did... Finally, a crab asked for my fish. I was happy to lift the fishing rod, but I forgot to test it. As soon as the crab was lifted out of the water, I released the tongs and climbed back into the pool. I am not discouraged at all, because I know that persistence is victory! I fished again and again. Finally, I caught a big crab! With this experience, it became easier for me to catch crabs. We fished eight crabs in total, and the family's harvest was great!

After returning home in the evening, my mother cooked all the crabs she fished and ate the crabs she fished hard during the day. I felt that the taste was really beautiful, because if you work, you will gain.

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There are many interesting clubs and courses in Shijingshan School of the High School Attached to Peking University, just like the stars in the sky. There are guitars, chorus, beading, basketball... all kinds of things. You are dazzled by what courses you choose. I chose the chorus team.

I am not familiar with chorus. Because I have never been selected as a choir in primary school, the word "chorus" has left a lot of shadow on me. So I wanted to challenge myself and signed up for the choir.

In the first class, we first introduced ourselves. The teacher said that everyone should sing a song. My heart was up and down, because I could not say five tones, but sing... I could only say two words "hehe". I can't help it. The reality is cruel. I can only force myself to sing a piece of Green Apple Paradise that I think is better. Unexpectedly, I was praised by my teacher, who said that I sang well. I thought my ears were out of order. The teacher said "yes" again, which brought me back from my stupor. This sentence was very short and ordinary, but I thought it was the most beautiful one I heard, giving me great confidence.

After introducing ourselves, the class began, and the teacher began to teach us vocal practice. The action essentials are as follows: first, touch your belly with one hand, take a deep breath, feel the feeling of the belly rising, then slowly breathe out, let your belly shrink little by little, take a deep breath again, breathe hard, as if smelling the fragrance of flowers, and then slowly breathe out, feel the feeling of the belly shrinking. I felt my belly swell and deflate, as if there were many small notes jumping happily in my belly, and my heart also became happy.

Then we began to practice pronunciation, singing only one sound "DOU". The teacher asked us to open our mouths and stand up, and feel whether the bones behind our ears moved. Then take a breath and gently make the sound of "DOU" to make the voice stand up, and the stomach should rise. We tried to make a sound, and found that the sound seemed to come from our stomach, which was very pleasant.

Finally, there were a few minutes left. The teacher showed us some interesting videos and listened to some songs.

Chorus, so interesting

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Eh? How did my body get lighter? Looking down, I was farther and farther away from the ground. On another look, a pair of light wings grew behind me. I could fly!

I fly to the sky. The clouds are as white as snow, as soft as cotton; The sky is endless, like the deep blue sea. Birds fly over my head and chirp; The sun is like a loving mother, so soft and warm. I looked down at the ground. Wow, how beautiful! The Great Wall is like a huge dragon in the mountains. The Yangtze River and the Yellow River are surging and surging. A gust of wind blows through the fields, raising golden rice waves; In the orchard, heavy fruits bent the branches... I flew to Qinghai, where aftershocks are still happening. The people trapped under the ruins are struggling. I really want to say to the people affected by the disaster: "You must hold on, you have been very brave. When the houses and schools are down, we will let you live in better houses and study happily." I flew to the southwest again, where is the drought. I really want to offer them a bottle of water, even a bottle!

In the morning, I was happy to go to school, but there was a traffic jam on the road, and many people were very anxious. But I took my time to flap my beautiful and light wings and fly to school.

"Ding Lingling......" The alarm clock rang. Ah! It was just a dream. If I could really fly, how wonderful it would be!

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Life has to experience many things, happy, sad, sad, happy, some will float across the brain like a duckweed, will not leave a deep impression. But some things will be firmly rooted in my heart like tree roots, and my memory will remain fresh. Everyone will not want to remember me, and I am no exception. Let me share my happy mood with you! That was not long ago. In the cold winter, it only snowed yesterday, but today it is still snowing. We are going to participate in the singing contest today, so we got up early against the cold wind.

The snow was so heavy last night that the school was dressed as a world of snow. The snow on the ground is thick, and the sound of "creaking" is heard when stepping on it. We decided to stay here and play after singing.

Finally, the "disgusting" singing ended, and the school basketball court became a silver paradise in the world, and students enjoyed "graffiti" on the snow. Look! Those various small footprints are orderly arranged on the basketball court, like happy notes. I don't know who suggested "Let's have a snowball fight!" "Good!" Everyone agreed. Then began a fierce and exciting snow fight game. Pangpang volunteered to hit us. He put on a pair of cotton gloves, and then picked up the snow on the ground and stared at us... Little Snowball flew straight, and she ran around like a mouse seeing a cat. I felt relieved when I arrived at the safety zone, but I didn't respond until I was trapped. A snowball as big as a fist in a dead corner bloomed on him! Everyone laughed when they saw the scene.

Little Pang's head was covered with snow, and he became a white haired old man alive. Xiao Pang was so angry that he didn't even wear gloves. He held the snowball and smashed it. He thought that God deliberately flipped the snowball in the air with Xiao Pang and it would explode automatically. When he saw it, he laughed again. Xiao Pang was angry and picked up a lump of snow to smash it. This time, I was blocked in a dead corner. But when Xiao Ya hit me, I turned around and the snow hit my back, Alas, I almost became a white haired old man... I spent the morning dancing, running, laughing!

How can I forget such interesting things?

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"A thousand readers, there are a thousand Hamlets." Everyone has his own experience of the views on things and listening to the voice. Speaking of the sound of nature, I believe that more people will have different views. Some people will be tired of the sound of nature, and some people will carefully taste the unique beauty, and I will tell you my answer soon.

You see, Sister Chun is walking towards us. She has brought warmth to the earth, to the river, to the willow land, and put on green clothes. The spring rain "rustles" underground, the little frogs in the fields wake people up, and a group of sparrows on the branches chirp happily. The swallow flew back from the south, dressed in a tuxedo, and said politely to the chattering sparrows, "You should stop quarreling and pay attention to your manners." Everyone said something to me, which made the originally quiet spring lively.

If you think Sister Chun is a lively person, you are totally wrong, because you haven't felt Miss Xia's enthusiasm yet? In summer, every day is scorching. Occasionally, the sky will show mercy and rain cats and dogs. But you will find that after a heavy rain, the weather has not changed at all, and you will still give back to the people who love it with her constant enthusiasm.

"Click, click, click" Listen, what's that sound? It was the sound of people stepping on the fallen leaves! Even in the quiet autumn, the sound of fallen leaves will reveal your quiet whereabouts, details, and a sense of art! In the rice field, the golden and plump ears of wheat are calling the farmer uncle. The busiest season of the year starts from this moment.

"There is heavy snow ahead, please pay attention to the safety of travel!" Winter is the quietest season in all seasons. It is like an immortal standing aloof from the world. At the moment of snow, it casts a magic on the earth. But it is also inaccurate to say that he has no voice at all, because the shock he brings to people is far higher than the existence of voice.

Listening is a state. Listen to the voice of nature and find different beauty. I believe you will love him like me.

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"Zongzi is fragrant, fragrant kitchen.

Wormwood fragrance fills the hall.

The peach branch is inserted in the gate, and when you go out, you will see Maierhuang.

Duanyang here, Duanyang there, Duanyang everywhere. “

This is the song Grandma taught me on Dragon Boat Festival. I remember my father often told me about his childhood. In his story, the Dragon Boat Festival was a festival full of curiosity and expectation for him: in the evening of the festival in early summer, a rice dumpling was peeled off and the house was filled with fragrance. Everyone gathered around, and children pestered adults to tell the familiar but never tired story: more than 2000 years ago, ancient China was full of wars, On the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, a patriotic poet worried about the country and the people saw that his country was facing the danger of national subjugation.

However, his ambition could not be realized. He threw a stone into the rolling Miluo River with grief. He was Qu Yuan; Fishermen rowed their boats to find Qu Yuan, whom they loved. In order to keep the fish in the water from eating Qu Yuan's body, they wrapped glutinous rice in bamboo leaves with fragrance and threw it into the river... When the story came to this point, adults would point to the sky and say, "Look, Qu Yuan is the brightest star in the sky." The children will look up at the deep sky and look for the brightest star.

It's another year. Are you expecting the Dragon Boat Festival? Eating Zongzi, can you tell the story of Zongzi? Looking into the sky, can you still see the shining star in the sky through the misty industrial fog?

Tall buildings rise from the ground, and large tracts of wheat fields disappear. At the edge of the city, it is hard for us to see the scene of "going out to see the wheat yellow". Yes, with the change of time and space, does the Dragon Boat Festival also go farther and farther in the extrusion of steel and cement? The noisy city carries too many desires of people. Has the joy of parents been submerged in the flashing neon lights of the city?

We can no longer understand the expectations of our parents when they were young. As long as I want, I can eat all kinds of zongzi at any time, and the taste of zongzi seems more and more boring. What we are interested in is the smiling McDonald's uncle, the kind looking Kentucky Fried Chicken grandfather; We are also lack of interest in that old story. As long as I want, I can watch Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck online at any time! I also think the songs my grandmother taught me are a bit old-fashioned. I can record all kinds of rock songs in my MP3 player whenever I want!

However, don't we feel that we are missing something? We seem to lack some happiness, yearning and responsibility. In the noise, we are losing our way!

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Looking forward to the summer vacation, I left school, my beloved teacher, and my classmates. My heart was a little empty.

The summer vacation this year is different from previous years. Training for excellence has shrunk in a large area. Formal school institutions have cancelled training programs such as Olympiad Maths, composition, English and so on. The hope of recharging electricity during the summer vacation has been dashed.

In order to make my summer vacation life happy and meaningful, I think:

Go to the beautiful countryside to see, enter nature, and read nature. Go there to smell the fragrance of the soil, breathe the fresh air, see the clear river, see the green plants, listen to the cicadas who love singing, and tease the cute cats and dogs.

Actively participate in summer practice activities organized by community neighborhood committees to cultivate their ability to adapt to society and understand society. Cultivate interest in practice and ignite hope in joy.

Read more good books. Du Fu, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, said: "Reading breaks through thousands of volumes, and writing is like a spirit." Gorky said: "Books are the ladder of human progress." Only through extensive reading, can we drink the nectar from books, taste their delicacies, and educate our thoughts, cultivate our sentiments, and supplement our knowledge. I want to do a good job of excerpting good words and sentences and writing good reading experience while I am familiar with good books.

Take an interest class in pen calligraphy. The teacher said that practicing calligraphy can calm your mind and cultivate your personality. It can edify people's ideological and moral sentiments, improve people's aesthetic appreciation ability, and cultivate people's strict and steadfast style.

The summer vacation lasts for a long time, so I should reasonably arrange my study, rest, entertainment and other life during the vacation. Carefully complete summer homework, review and consolidate subject knowledge. Of course, I also want to take some photos to solidify beautiful moments with my camera and leave beautiful memories.

My idea is not bad. I want to move towards the set goal and strive to achieve it without fail.

Interesting Writing (16)

When the son came to the dinner table, his father disappeared again, and his mother said, "Go and get your father." When the son came to the study, he saw his father lying on the ground lazily, with his cheeks on his hands and his legs swinging around. The son said, "It's good for you to let me go to dinner, Dad. You can read my comic book here."

This is really an interesting father and son.

Interesting Writing (17)

An interesting experimental composition: friction electrification

In the afternoon, the bell for the second class rang. At this time, Mr. Li came into the classroom with a stack of books and said mysteriously to us: "Today, let's do an interesting experiment!" The students were excited, and the quiet classroom suddenly became noisy. The students all cheered, "yes!" I'm afraid the voice has already spread to the earth.

The teacher took out a piece of paper from the book, tore it into pieces of rice sized paper scraps, and then scattered the paper scraps on the table. Finally, take out a ruler, put it on your clothes and rub it back and forth. A few minutes later, the teacher laid the ruler across the table. The students are surprised: what medicine does the teacher sell in the gourd? At this time, I saw that the paper scraps on the table seemed to be possessed and rushed to the ruler. Some of the paper scraps that did not "run" to the ruler actually "stood up" and "danced". When the students saw this, they left their seats and gathered around the platform to watch the magical "performance". Some of the students clapped their hands to cheer up, some exclaimed, "Wow!", and some stretched their necks and widened their eyes

At this time, the teacher asked: "Do you know why this phenomenon happened, students?" Everyone may be eager to know the answer, and the classroom was silent at once. At this time, the teacher replied, "Actually, this is a strange thing caused by static electricity. When we rub objects against each other, static electricity will be generated. When we take off our hair clothes, we will hear the sound of 'cluck', which is also the reason." The students were suddenly enlightened and nodded.

Although this experiment is very short, it is very interesting. It not only broadens my knowledge, but also increases my love for science.

Interesting Writing (18)

In the streets of Vancouver, a moving story appeared. A group of cute ducklings are walking in the streets of Vancouver under the guidance of their mother ducks. Suddenly several ducklings fell into the roadside sewer. At this moment, the calm duck mother thought of asking the patrol for help. The mother duck took the remaining ducklings to the patrolmen, and they saw several patrolmen. Two little ducks went to peck the foot of the policeman. Mother duck flapped her wings in front of the policeman and was very worried. The patrolmen thought they were playing with him! The patrolmen drove the ducks away. The mother duck is still not discouraged because she likes her baby, so she continues to ask the patrol for help. The ducklings began to peck the policeman's feet again. The policeman squatted down and touched the two cute ducklings. Suddenly, Mother Duck jumped up and took the policeman's hat gun away. The patrolman had to run with the mother duck. Finally, the mother duck stopped in the sewer beside the road. The patrolman took back his hat, but he kept hearing the cry of ducks, which seemed to come from the sewer, "quack! Quack! Quack!" The cry was so rapid that the patrolman saw several ducklings. The patrolman finally understood the meaning of Mother Duck. The patrolman fished out the duckling that was going to be washed away from the sewer. The patrolmen watched them stagger on the road!