Composition of Nian (1)

In today's composition class, the teacher took out a mysterious bag, shook it, and made a "rustling" sound. The teacher smiled and asked us, "Who knows what's in the bag?" The students' answers were different, although not strange. But what's in the bag? Let's take a look at the secret in the bag.

The teacher took the bag and walked to each group, leaving some tracks. Some students found it and said their answers, some said it was peanuts, some said it was sugar... Everyone rushed to the front, but they didn't know whether it was right or not. Next, open the bag and have a look.

Finally, the veil of mystery has been lifted. What is it? By the way, it is a delicious peanut. Although I know it now, I guess it wrong. Are you right?

Peanut: The skin is pitted, like a little girl in linen clothes. The flesh inside the peel is very cute, like a little baby in a red coat lying in the cradle.

Smell it again. It smells delicious and makes people salivate. I felt it. The skin was rough, like an old man's hand. Then put it to your ear and shake it "pingpingpingpingping" as if there are two villains singing in it. This is delicious and interesting peanuts.

Looking at the fragrant peanuts in front of me, I really want to taste them. Finally, I can eat peanuts. Just listen to the sound of "Pa", the peanuts are peeled off, put them into my mouth, and bite them. Wow, I really don't want to swallow them. The strong smell is unforgettable for a long time. I really want to eat two peanuts and three peanuts after eating two!

This is a delicious composition class. Now you know what's going on.

Composition of Nian (2)

According to the rules of our hometown, we have to make dumplings, eat New Year's dinner, paste couplets and other customs during the Spring Festival. The Spring Festival is an ancient festival and the most important festival in China, so we all have to celebrate the Spring Festival.

Spring Festival is coming, and it is also a festival that our children like! You can get lucky money again after the Spring Festival! Once you get the lucky money, you can go shopping! I went to a small shop outside and bought a big bag of firecrackers. As soon as I got home, I took my mother and asked her to accompany me downstairs to shoot guns. As soon as I got to the yard, I began to order. Listening to the sound of firecrackers, my heart was very happy at once!

When the cannons were finished, I went home to make dumplings with my grandma. I looked at the lovely dumplings, and I was very happy!

During the Spring Festival, the evening was very lively. People had to stay up until 12 o'clock. Many people fired cannons at 12:00, illuminating the sky! We opened the window after we fired the flashlight, wow! Just like in the daytime! If we walk on the road, we can see without lighting up!

In a twinkling of an eye, it's time to go to school again. I really miss the Spring Festival!

Composition of Nian (3)

Sport is to show people the beauty of a person's movement. People who exercise can be fascinating - so are the athletes in our class. He always comes first in long-distance or sprint. When running, he rushed forward with overwhelming strength, and each time he was the first to reach the end.

On this day, the weather was sunny and cloudless. He took part in the 400m and 800m long distance running in our school sports meeting. At the beginning of the preliminary race of 400m, he was placed in the outermost lane of the first group. Although he was in the outermost lane, he still ran ahead of all the people, and nearly 100 meters away from the second person! After the race, he was breathless, as usual, and finally entered the final with a good result of first place. Although he had already finished the preliminary race of 400m, he was tired, but he still ran in the forefront and won the championship again!

Below is 800 meters. There was no preliminary contest for the 800 meters, only the final. At this time, the students in our class were all tense. Because he has just finished two 400 meters, and now he has to run 800 meters! But he was not tired at all. Instead, he ran faster. He was more than 200 meters away from the second place, and I found that he seemed to be floating in the air.

After such a long talk, everyone should know who he is, right? He is Chen Haoxiang of our class. His running speed is what we are eager to have. Although it is impossible, I will try my best to catch up with him.

Composition of Nian (4)

Outside the window, the goose feather heavy snow is swirling. Looking at the white snowflakes, I can't help thinking of the touching things

It was also a cold and snowy day. Although the weather was cold, I still felt the warmth of my heart.

My mother's call to "sleep" was particularly sweet in the cold. Soon, it was dark and the whole room was quiet, as if I was the only person left in the world.

I used to feel very warm in this bed, but today is different. I feel very cold. Suddenly, my stomach turned upside down. I got out of bed with a "thump" and put on my shoes. I thought it would be better to run into the bathroom and spit in the pool, but I didn't expect to vomit out with a "thump" as soon as I got to the door. I stared at the vomit all over the floor and didn't know what to do.

I didn't want to disturb my parents, but this trouble has already awakened her. He is more anxious than I am. No matter what happens, she ran to me at the first time. She only wore a single dress, and now it is the winter of March and September. He also asked me from time to time: "Are you better?"

Outside the window, the snow was falling more and more heavily, my nose suddenly became sour, and the bean like tears lingered in my eyes. Although it was very cold that night, I felt extremely warm.

Composition of Nian (5)

I am a tree, an old willow. Now I live in a scenic spot in China. Looking at the speeding cars nearby and listening to the laughter of people around me, I couldn't help smiling. I can't help thinking of my past.

I was born in a small village decades ago. At that time, the sky was foggy, because the smoke of war shrouded in. My brothers and sisters were killed by the war or died in poverty. Only I survived. I stand alone beside the path in the field, sallow and emaciated with only a few rare leaves, but I think I must be strong.

Eight years later, with the earth shaking announcement of "The Chinese people will stand up from now on!", the land of China is full of vitality. However, the road ahead is always long and winding.

By the dirt road, I enjoy the sunshine and rain. But "rain and dew" is a mixed blessing for people in the village, because when it rains, the dirt road becomes a muddy pond. When people walk on such a road, they have to work hard at every step. Moreover, people's thatched houses always seep when it rains. I see in the eyes, anxious in the heart.

A few years later, the people in the village have basically met the needs of food and clothing, and no longer need to dig roots and eat bark as before.

Thirty years have passed, and the spring breeze of reform has greened the land of China. The people in the village are full of energy. My heart is full of sunshine and vitality. I grew up quickly, like a crouching dragon. There are more people coming and going around me. People ride bicycles, motorcycles and slowly use mobile phones. The dusty and muddy path on sunny days and rainy days has already been built into a wide asphalt road. Small buildings have sprung up on the roadside.

Later, some experts came to this ancient village by accident. Seeing my strange branches, I was transplanted to a scenic spot. Here, I grow luxuriantly, and the leaves hang down like waterfalls. People come to me to appreciate it carefully. Looking at the blond girl and the dark boy, I smiled knowingly. I try to shake the branches to welcome these guests from afar.

Sixty years have passed in a flash. I woke up from my memory and couldn't help yearning for the future. I will always stand here and live tenaciously. I will continue to witness the development of China.

Composition of Nian (6)

In fact, sometimes I really think that even beautiful women are single, or those who can make me feel very beautiful, they belong to the situation of being abandoned or not particularly perfect on the other side, not to mention themselves. They are all beautiful women in their own eyes, which must be several times better than themselves, In my mind, they are more worthy of having a good love and being loved, but they have no way to manage a good relationship and seize the love they want, so what opportunities do they have, or what can they even make themselves sad.

Why do you want to say this all of a sudden? It's because you think of another friend. He is really good-looking and has many fans. Then he must be the type that many boys like. Even there is a kind of beauty that is elusive. Then you are actually in love with a friend and classmate I know, But it's also on and off. Now he has broken up again. Then he goes home and thinks about whether he will miss this person, because we are all in the same area. If he goes home, he should also go out to apply. Just like his current situation, he will miss this person when he gets home, He may have other attention to share at school, but it's really going home, and your yearning at school is even stronger.

Then I found out that he sent you a circle of friends and the news he sent. In fact, it means that the flowers will keep blooming, but those people are no longer those people. In fact, he is missing them, because he remembers that the picture they care about is when they go home to celebrate the New Year in winter, Then they set off fireworks and took a group photo together. Today, he should have gone to the old place, where he used to go. Then he just recorded a video and made progress. Then he went to match this kind of copy. More or less, it would make people have some imagination, and his look could actually be seen by himself, Because I am also a nostalgic person, and I am also a person who is living in the process of missing, I can actually see that he also misses him very much, and it is hard to let go. You said how lucky you must be to be able to catch a target. He is such a nice person, and he is so beautiful and has so many pursuers. Right, he still has no way to get a happy ending. And how can we really have him so good, and he also cherish it, right, he also knows that in fact, they can know and love his past, so trust this person is a very rare thing.

Composition of Nian (7)

"The parasol tree, the rain in the third watch, does not say that separation is bitter. One leaf, one sound, the sky steps drop to the bright" This is Wen Tingjun's lonely murmur in the rainy night. How come this is not what I want to express tonight?

The rain outside the window is the tears in my heart. It will never end one day‘ Innocent childhood, always whimsical. The previous dream was always so far away, humble, and even unrealistic. Now I think it will make people laugh. People always live in the present and in reality, so I don't have too much ambition now, and I no longer believe that "people with ambition can survive without luck". Perhaps I am too self deprecating at this time‘ In the age of youth, I will now think of the three years of junior high school when I walked alone. My heart is afraid, afraid of loneliness, afraid of being alone at night. Because of the age difference between the year of their birth and the children of their neighbors, they can't catch up with them to study together. In the past three years, only I have lost my companions. Fortunately, I have classmates, but they are just on the same path. Finally, I was left alone on the way to school, and so was the wind and rain. Thank God for cultivating a strong heart and a strong independent ability of me. But after all, I lost my share of laughter, which may be the most regrettable thing when I was young.

Eighteen years old in the prime of life should be like a flower waiting to blossom. There is only one belief: to open a charming and brilliant flower. But now I feel that the way ahead is blurred, and my youth begins to be confused. In June next year, how will God play with my fate‘ Looking back on the 18th Spring and Autumn Period, there was no great sadness and joy, only ordinary and simple life. This is an ordinary person, why go for the magnificent? Return to simple, ordinary, let it be like this, year after year!

Composition of Nian (8)

The taste of Nian is fragrant. The first thing that floats into the nasal cavity is the fragrance of various dishes. One of the most fragrant is the smell of braised chicken! Grandma used to be a cook, so the dishes are delicious and delicious. The delicious and fragrant chicken and cooked chestnuts are just like planting a peony beside a rose. Flowers everywhere in the street give off a faint fragrance. After setting off firecrackers, there was a faint smell of smoke in the sky, which made people uncomfortable.

The taste of Nian is sweet. When I got up in the morning, I had to ask my family for red envelopes. If you are sweet, you may have more money in the red envelope. If the children do well in the exam, their parents will be very happy when they praise them.

The taste of Nian is complex. Some are sweet, some are fragrant, some are bitter, and some are hot. So what's the taste of Nian? I'm afraid only you know this. For example, a doctor's years are sweet because he has restored the patient's health; Farmers' years are fragrant, because they eat their own vegetables and feel very fragrant

Composition of Nian (9)

Participated in the activity of "Guessing lantern riddles, Lantern Festival, parent-child fun" for young journalists. For me, this is the first time to participate in social practice activities. I am so happy.

I arrived at the meeting early and saw all the young reporters wearing red hats and interview clothes. On each table, there was also a plate of bean paste filling and a plate of flour, which made us eager to try.

Finally, it's time for the Lantern Festival competition. The parents' task can only be to meet, and they are not allowed to help young journalists to enjoy the Lantern Festival. Although we just round the noodles and then flatten them, then put in the bean paste filling, and finally make them into round Yuanxiao, this job is really difficult. Besides, there is time limit, and everyone is still competing.

In 5 minutes, I only made 7 Lantern Festival, which was not the fastest. Although the homemade Yuanxiao is not very beautiful, it should have a special taste of happiness when taken home.

The activity of guessing lantern riddles has begun. These lantern riddles are really troublesome. It's my turn. The topic I picked is "This sound should only be in the sky (play a musical word)". I said casually: "The answer is high pitch", and I got it right. It's really interesting!

Such social practice activities are not only interesting, but also enable young journalists to learn to do housework independently and experience the hard work of parents.

Composition of Nian (10)

I never know what happiness is. My mother told me that happiness is giving, leaving a lingering fragrance in the hands of roses; My father told me that happiness is success, success can bring money and glory, so that the family can live a good life; Grandma told me that happiness is memories, memories of her and grandpa.

I was thinking about this, and gradually I fell asleep. In my dream, I met Old Time. Old Time smiled at me and said, "I know what you are thinking about. Let me take you to experience it!"

After a burst of white light, I came to a palace. I met Tang Xuanzong, who was thrusting a woman. Although he is over half a year old, he still persistently loves Yang Yuhuan, who is not his age. At that moment, I understood that happiness is to do any small thing to the person I love.

After another burst of white light, I came to a place. At this time, the earth was shaking. Looking around, I found that it was an earthquake. I am now in a classroom. Although it was very dangerous at this time, I still saw a teacher protecting three students under the desk with his body. At that moment, I understood that happiness is to respect and love your career when you are in danger. Seeing that I was still thinking, Old Time said, "Happiness is actually around you, just feel it with your heart." Then he waved his hand. I woke up suddenly. It was light.

Mother smiled and said, "Little sluggard, don't get up yet. Come and drink this cup of soy milk." I looked out of the window at the sun and drank this cup of soy milk sweetly. My nose got sour, then I realized that my happiness is like this cup of soymilk, which is sweet and makes me aftertaste.

Composition of Nian (11)

It is close to the New Year, and the flavor of New Year is getting stronger and stronger. From the beginning of the winter vacation, the temperature of the year is like burning water, gradually warming up; My heart beat faster.

One of the Year's Flavors -- Firecrackers

Wang Anshi wrote in "Yuanri" that "firecrackers will be removed at the beginning of the year, and the spring breeze will bring warmth to Tusu". I naturally thought that "firecrackers should be set off in the New Year". isn't it? Before 30, many children were itching to set off firecrackers on the open ground. Often, when I heard the sound of "Pilibala" in my afternoon nap, I was annoyed. But when I saw them playing innocently, I wanted to join them. On February 8th and 29th, several houses held happy events. The fireworks and firecrackers added a happy color to the arrival of the year. I look forward to the sound of firecrackers on New Year's Eve.

Spring Festival couplets, the second flavor of the year

Wang Anshi wrote in "The First Day" that "thousands of people will become masters of the day, and they will always replace new peaches with old ones". New Taos and old Fuwen are probably Spring Festival couplets. When I came downstairs again, I saw a couplet on the door of my neighbor, saying "Spring returns to the earth and brings happiness to the world". Suddenly, I felt that the year was near. In the morning, my father mysteriously invited me to do something. I expected that he would ask me to post the couplets and agreed. I posted several "Daofu" and a pair of spring couplets. I don't expect them to bring me luck, but I appreciate the taste of the year in the post.

The new year is coming, and the changes unconsciously will make people feel the flavor of the new year. what about you?

Composition of Nian (12)

At the intersection of the broad asphalt road, there is a tall building. It stands steadily there. It is located in the most prosperous part of the city. It is a famous commercial building. No one paid attention to the fact that it used to be a snack bar, where there were Tiaotiao Candy and Huahuadan

No one paid attention to them, but complained about the flying materials in the rush. The eager eyes looked at the blue sky, helplessly stunned for a long time.

In the eyes, they rolled up like a flood

In early spring, the girl threw herself into her mother's arms to act like a spoiled brat for a coveted schoolbag; The boy made every effort to count for a double-layer stationery box. Whatever it is, it is enough to make all the students in the class look envious.

At the end of spring, the teacher still emphasized the importance of the mid-term exam again and again. The boys and girls looked out of the window at the small playground. They wore flying red scarves and laughed heartily. When night fell, they returned home with more than they wanted, and then completed their homework under the supervision of their parents.

In the early summer, the boys competed with each other in their yo yo and their "skills" in playing yo yo. The girls gathered around the flower rope for a while, one by one, they were arrogant and refused to admit defeat, to see who passed the most checkpoints. The winners enjoyed unprecedented joy, while the losers pouted and refused to lose.

At the end of summer, a glass marble is running everywhere. The boy and the girl got together and played marbles. It was like a world pole billiard game. When they hit the target, one side shouted and jumped, and the other side sighed. They are all barefoot. Even if they step on some small stone, they will only frown, because their attention is all on the marbles that are ready to go. A few simple marbles can be played from morning to night.

In early autumn, they were regarded as one year older by adults, because their grade numbers would be a number larger than last year. In their view, upgrading to a higher grade is just a matter of upgrading the classroom to a higher floor. But in the eyes of parents, they must be more sensible. When the parents repeat the same words on the side, they pay no attention to their ears, and they will continue to play a hearty game with their partners. Even so, parents will still spoil them all.

At the end of autumn, the golden season for rice harvesting. They became intimate partners with the scarecrow. They played hide and seek in the field, rolled in the field, and built a small nest with straw. It was not until my parents scolded me when I came home with money that this beautiful day ended.

In the early winter, the cold wind forced them to wrap up a thick quilt. They were puffing their dry lips, and their small hands had already swollen into carrots. But even so, they are also extremely happy, and they look forward to the vast expanse of white when they open their eyes tomorrow.

At the end of winter, they are the happiest people in the world. There are heavy snow, big white rabbit milk candy, lucky money... They are sweating in the snow, they will carefully count their lucky money again before going to bed, they will continue to laugh with their partners in their dreams

Many people seldom think about what they grew up like when they were young, but they always think about what they were like when they grew up. Those carefree, free and happy days need to be locked in the calendar and scattered in the fallen leaves. Only when you need it most, can you review it with your heart.

Composition of Nian (13)

In those years, once Xiaomiao. Through the "care" of wind, the "moisture" of rain, the "accompany" of thunder, and the "shine" of electricity. Now it has become a tree that "knows astronomy from above and geography from below".

In those years, we were still a group of ignorant children. Now we are young people who are going to mature into society.

I can't help feeling that time has passed and time has not spared me. Of course, there are many hardships and setbacks on the way of growth.

He is an introverted boy; He is a poor student; He is also a eugenics; He is my best friend. At that time, we were full of innocence. But a change at that time made him mature before us. At that time, we were still in the fifth grade of primary school. He is my deskmate. Because of his introverted personality, I became his only good friend.

It rained all day long. I came to the school early, and he came to the school earlier than I did, sitting alone staring at the blackboard. I walked to my position and sat down. I said softly, "What's wrong?". He saw a teardrop like a bean in his eyes that seemed to be flowing like a clear spring trickling down from his eyes and dripping on the desk. The tiles on the eaves are also being eroded by the rain, and water drops on the land moisten the earth. After a moment of silence, he paused and sobbed out, "My father had an accident...". I lowered my head and slowly said, "How's the situation?" He said, "I'm still in the hospital now, and my left leg is broken"... That day I was depressed all day in the rainy days. The next day, I saw that he was still unhappy. It lasted more than a week. A week later, I came to the classroom early. But she was not as early as before, but after a while, she stepped up to me with a brisk pace and said, "Morning". He was very careful in class that day, which surprised me. The clock is doing strange and boring circular movements day after day. A month later, we ushered in the Duan exam. That time, he overtook me and ascended the second place. I was fourth. Another two or three months passed. The final exam came, and this time he passed me again. He came first. I'm still fourth. When I graduated from primary school. He went to a famous local school, but I chose an ordinary middle school for nothing. Not long ago, I heard from him. He is fine now. In those years, he surpassed me. Or the reason why he experienced a setback made him feel something.

Setbacks can temper people's will. Let your path to success.

In those years, we also experienced setbacks and hardships. Otherwise, how can we grow in an all-round way.

The sword is sharpened, and the plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold.

——Postscript

Composition of Nian (14)

those years

"The rain that I missed in those years, the love that I missed in those years..." The familiar song sounded again. The beating melody should have told the vitality of youth and beautiful love, but it sounded to me more like singing about the most innocent and simple primary school time, more like singing about the most innocent friendship.

With the farewell of the sultry summer, the autumn wind that announces the maturity gradually gets used to, and the sweet fruit fragrance slowly fills the air, making people relaxed and happy.

As soon as the school bell rang, our friends rushed to the back garden and stopped in front of the mango tree. Ming is the biggest one among us. She said like a commander, "Look, that mango tree is bearing fruit. How about picking a few?" After that, she pointed to the mango tree with yellow fruits. The golden elves looked very attractive in the sun and smelled through the barbed wire from time to time.

The most gluttonous Xiaomin swallowed her saliva and said, "Good! Good!" Qi, standing beside her, said with a sly smile, "I cut a big hole in the barbed wire yesterday, and we can get into it!" "Good! Good!" Everyone was very happy. Our four naughty eggs got into it like four dogs.

Finally, we came to the mango tree, looked at each other, nodded, took our places as planned, and started our fruit picking action! Xiaomin and I took out our bags from our school bags, and we were responsible for catching the mangoes we picked; Ming is responsible for supporting Qi to pick mangoes. Ming tries to hold Qi up, his face is as red as a monkey's buttocks; Qi, sitting on Ming's shoulder, reached out and quickly picked off mangoes and threw them down. Xiaomin and I caught the "loot" that "fell from the sky" with bags. Everyone was very busy.

Seeing that the bag was almost full of mangoes, I raised my head and shouted to Qi: "All right, let's go quickly. It will be terrible if someone finds us!" Qi nodded and slowly got down from Ming's shoulder. When we were ready to retreat, we turned around and found the teacher standing in front of us.

Yellowness slowly climbed up to the sky, and also smoked many beautiful sunset clouds. The four of us stood side by side in front of the office door, like defeated soldiers; Our "booty" was confiscated and we were punished by the teacher to stand in front of the office door, which really depressed us. The sudden sound of "Gugu" attracted our attention. Qi said awkwardly, "Sorry, I'm hungry." Ming and I smiled. Alas, I'm hungry too! "Ha ha" Xiaomin suddenly laughed, "Look", and then miraculously pulled out a big mango from his pants pocket! We were all surprised. Xiaomin smiled and said, "Here, eat quickly, I hid it secretly!" Hearing this, everyone looked at each other, and all of us burst into laughter. The clear laughter echoed in the corridor.

In those years, the four fearless "Goddess Stealing" and the only "trophy" have become my most unforgettable memories; Maybe time has gone, and we are no longer as innocent as we were, but I believe that no matter how long it takes, our friendship will always be the same as that year, forever!

those years

Those years, those people

I still remember that in those years, we hid under the table to read novels; I still remember that in those years we went to the toilet in groups; I still remember that we ate snacks in class together in those years; Remember

In those years, we, pure and crazy, laughed together in the sun. The afterglow of dusk sprinkles on our youthful faces and some of our yellowish hair. We complain about why time always passes so fast and why it is at the crossroads of parting again! Those years

We were "gloating" when the teacher caught us cheating; When our neck was sore because of reading a novel, our expression of pain; When we were humiliated by our teacher in math class, we were all red. Do these words remind you of your memory?

Dear friends, do you still remember that in kindergarten, we vowed to be good friends for life?

My deskmate, do you remember when we stood together in the math class as punishment, we were determined to make our math teacher look at us with new eyes in the future?

Classmate, remember when we roamed in the sea of learning together, we said that we should get a good result together?

Remember?

On the day of graduation, we didn't cry. It was the tears that left us. We were overwhelmed with the joy of graduation. We said we would never forget everyone.

Those things that once thought we could never forget are forgotten by us in the process of our obsession.

Those friendship engraved on the back of the chair, will it be like a flower on the cement, open a lonely forest without wind.

A person always has to take a strange road, see strange scenery, listen to strange songs, and then in a casual moment, you will find that the original cost. The things you try hard to forget are really forgotten.

those years

"Thank you for everything you have done. We always try our best to give the best to me. Thank you all the way." I heard my favorite song again, and thought of my father's years.

Maybe it was in the first and second grades of primary school! The parents divorced, and then lived in a single parent family, and understood why the children of the single parent family fell.

At that time, my mother just cooked some food and left in a hurry. I didn't ask more questions or dare to say anything, but found that there was much less talk between my parents. At the same time, he also found that his father had lost a lot of weight, which made people feel sad.

Sure enough, as I feared, they were divorced. Although I was afraid, I was not shocked. I just lay on the bed, empty and quiet. Looking at the blank and bare roof, I was afraid that it would collapse, because I was afraid that the pillars of my family would not be able to bear it. I was really worried.

I often sit by the window in such a big room and look out quietly. I don't even know what I'm thinking about, nor do I try to think about it, because I'm used to this kind of life.

I often saw my father holding the picture of that woman, frowning and pondering. At that time, I really wanted to tell him: "That woman, is she worth your missing?" But for some reason, I didn't say it, and it just passed. Now think about it: Father must have been worse than me at that time, and he should be the one who needs more comfort.

Once at lunch, my father bowed his head and preached earnestly? "Your mother, she's married, do you miss her?" I didn't answer, just thinking about the woman's appearance. After all, it has been more than ten years, and I really can't remember. Because of too much effort, she twisted her image into a devil, so I couldn't help laughing. My father gave me a white look. From that look, I can see that he still can't put the woman down.

Everything in "those years" is still beautiful, but from that year on, everything is just a skeleton like memory, so my father's "those years" has been struggling alone in the shadow. I still can't forget my father's "those years".

those years

On the first day of the junior high school, I spent a year in 102. I felt sad, guilty, remembered and happy together... The 102 I have is unique and irreplaceable. And you are also one of the 102. Maybe you have done a few things in 102 that people find annoying, but you are one of 102 after all. Without you, 102 is missing a dime. Everyone in 102 is equal and indispensable. Living in 102 can make me mature, accompanied by such good classmates, and even have some dependence. I firmly believe that in the minds of teachers, there is no hope. You have great potential. There are many things that others do not have, but you do. Sometimes it seems to me that you can't hold the pen and have no interest in writing. Occasionally, I listen to the teacher and listen to him. At one time, the teacher was desperate for you, and you were what he called the "key protection object". I feel that you are easy to get along with, considerate to people, and have a wide interpersonal relationship. People usually pay close attention to you.

Your psychological quality is not as good as I expected. When encountering something impure, I always behave badly in front of others and feel that the world is not optimistic. And will deliberately hurt themselves. You should use "playing basketball" to vent your anger and dissatisfaction. But it is difficult for them to control themselves, and there is no clear 'degree', which can hurt themselves and make their Holy Communion unbearable; Let me identify you as worried; They also have to spend money on medicine. It's arranged like this. That's why you don't handle things well. You are trained to solve problems with your fists. Do you know that people who are really responsible and have real steel will only use their fists at the last minute, and they can always be calm. Calmly see the facts and resolve conflicts. You keep saying that you should study hard in the second day of the year and surpass me. I ask you, have you ever prepared for, for example, Unit 1 and Unit 2 of Science? Take a good look and try to understand them; The five or six units of Chinese and the ancient poems behind them are recited; Pay attention to the key points in mathematics, buy some exercise books to do it, and help with learning. In fact, planned and smart people don't need tutoring, and the above is what we should do. Since you have done something wrong, you should accept the fact and minimize the consequences. You must step into the right path when you get up, be yourself and let others look at you. I trust you. Say so much, I don't know you have no feelings, in short, or for your own good. I hope you can share your thoughts with me. I always welcome your galaxy. I hope you can do what you say. You can see your name on the top 30 list. It doesn't matter to hate me. I hope these are useful to you. Dear Doudou. Question; What kind of person am I in your heart? Who is your current competitor? What is "basketball" in your heart

those years

Morning in Normal University

"Lin Ling, Lin Ling, get up." A familiar voice sounded in Lin Ling's ear.

"Princess Fang, let me sleep for a while." The girl called Lin Ling refused to get up.

"Ye Linling, get off the bed immediately!" Another girl roared like a lion. But Ye Linling on the bed was indifferent and said, "Oh, quilt, don't leave me, don't......"

"Man, it's no use. Lin Ling can only wake up alone." Li Fang patted Liu Man on the shoulder and said, as if comforting his younger brother and sister.

"Who?" Liu Man saw hope.

"Cough, cough" Li Fang cleared his throat, and then shouted, "Wu Li, Lin Ling is sleeping. Hurry to revenge!" After shouting, there was still a strange look in his eyes, but it was gone in a blink of an eye.

"Who, Wu Li is coming?" Lin Ling seemed frightened when he woke up the dreamer. Get dressed in a hurry and run out.

But after a while, Lin Ling ran back to the dormitory and said with a cold face, "You are too much!" After she said this, her good friends laughed uncontrollably, especially Li Fang, who laughed until tears came out. She smiled and said, "Lin Ling, it's just a bowl of instant noodles. Are you so afraid of Wu Li? Ha..."

"What instant noodles? That's my dignity! Didn't I just eat her instant noodles? She told me to eat them as soon as she wanted, but after she told me to eat them, she told me in public that I had eaten her secretly, which made me afraid to go out now." Lin Ling said with some chagrin.

"So it is. Ha..." After listening to this, Li Fang and her colleagues laughed more happily.

Lin Ling really regretted telling them this. Alas, turn around. Mom, it's time for class.

those years

That year, that day, that season

You, she and I met in Class 3

Our footprints are on the green grass

We are under the blue sky

There are our laughter on the vast playground

Now we have changed

There is no naive smile on the childish face

Some of them do not accord with the maturity of the mind

I recall the brilliant past years

I miss that time together

Can't we be together? I think of the innocent friendship

Friend, I've been there

I miss you

I miss us

Composition of Nian (15)

On the morning of New Year's Day in the mountains, white clouds like deer milk were shining in the sky, and the golden sun made the snow capped mountains and glaciers shine brightly. People in Ewenke Ethnic Village came to the old divine tree in groups wearing new robes and leather boots, with red silk drums and "Taren" auspicious colored scarves. Adults talk, laugh and say hello to the New Year. They all look very happy. The children chased each other with songs, happy like a group of sika deer.

The 300 year old divine tree stood proudly in the snow and ice, and its branches were covered with red, yellow, blue and green auspicious colored silk, bright and beautiful. Grandpa Cook, a drummer wearing a roe deer cap, asked people to place the big red drum just south of the old holy tree. He grabbed the drum stick tied with red silk and stood in front of the drum. This drum is ancestral. Around the drum band, there are carved patterns of A, deer and mountain, water, cloud and tree, which are particularly ancient and sacred. The children, like adults, face the rising sun and quietly wait for the sound of the New Year Drum.

Grandpa Cook played the New Year's Drum. The drum sounded loud and bright, and hit the mountains far and near. The children lined up with the adults, walked around the old god tree three times from left to right on the drums, threw dried milk, sugar, cheese, cream and other food, and prayed and blessed piously. After that, all the children picked up the willow branches that had been prepared for a long time, held them high above their heads, waved them up and down, and shouted, "Mengen (good), Mengen!" The first green branch in the mountains was the willow branches. Waving the willow branches showed that they were desperate for spring, and everyone was good.

Dongdong, Dongdong, Dongdong...... The drum sticks rise and fall, and the drum sounds loud continuously. The rhythm is fast and slow, the flowers are loose and tight, the rhythm is light and heavy, full of verve. Grandpa Cook shouted, "Jump in the spring!" The adults and children all left the stage and began to dance. In a group of two, they danced with each other, feeling as sweet and hot as boiled deer milk. People lean forward, put their hands on their knees, shake their heads and shoulders vigorously, and sometimes make a sound of "roaring, roaring". The onlookers sang to their hearts' content and kept singing: Zaheza, Zaheza, Spring Festival is coming

Suddenly, the New Year Drum sounded more enthusiastic and heroic. At this time, men and women, old and young, hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, formed a queue, and began to walk the colorful road with the sound of drums. The multicolored road is a new road, which looks straight, wide and colorful under the sunshine and snow. People seem to walk together with spring, looking far away, and the sound of footsteps is surging with the power of harmony. Everyone sang the old New Year's song at the same time. The melody was bright, clear, beautiful, graceful and melodious. It was a scene of bustle and joy. The spring of Ewenki Ethnic Village started from this road in the sound of the drum in.

Composition of Nian (16)

[Special Year]

Bai Yunxiao, Grade 3, South Campus of the Third Experimental Primary School

20xx was an extraordinary year. A disease called new coronavirus infected most of China.

I heard from my mother that a man in Wuhan got this disease called neocoronavirus after eating a bat. The reason for his work is that the coronavirus from many people he contacts spreads very severely, and its transmission modes include oral fluid, droplets and contact transmission. Because the incubation period of the disease is 14 days, the disease was not found in time, which led to the infection of many people, some of whom boarded planes, some took trains and other means of transportation.

Although the New Year holiday was very happy, I felt that this year was not happy at all, because I and my children set off firecrackers outside during the New Year holiday. This disease prevented us from going out. After the New Year holiday, the disease became serious again, leading to the closure of our community.

We should have confidence in our country and in treating this disease. Come on, China and Wuhan!

[Special Year]

Bai Yunxiao, Grade 3

The Lunar New Year in 20xx is probably the least festive Spring Festival for Chinese people. The new coronavirus infected pneumonia appeared. Let the original Spring Festival celebration become a war without gunsmoke. In fear, people hoarded masks, emptied supermarkets, looted Shuanghuanglian, stayed indoors and refused relatives and friends.

I heard from my mother that a man in Wuhan got this disease called new coronavirus after eating wild animals. This kind of disease spreads very much. It can infect many people in a few minutes. People infected with the virus got on trains, planes and ships and infected many people.

The disease became more serious after the New Year. Each community is closed. When the new coronavirus arrived, it was inconvenient for us to buy vegetables. This year is the Year of the Rat. Let's stay in the cave like mice. Don't make trouble for the country.

We should believe in China, like Altman fighting monsters, we should defeat viruses and kill bacteria. We should refuel China and Wuhan!

[Special Year]

Yao Haoxi, Grade 2

This year is the strangest year I've ever had, because I can't go out to say New Year's greetings to everyone as before, nor can I go out to play with other children. My father and mother said that there is a very serious virus outside that can make people suffer from severe pneumonia, and its infectivity is very strong, so we can only stay at home and not go anywhere. My father said, "I should wash my hands frequently at home every day, drink more water and watch less TV, and learn more extra-curricular knowledge. Although we can't go out now, there are a group of heroes who are still risking their lives to fight the plague. That is, our doctors, nurses and aunts, as well as many caring people."

Dad said that they protected our safety, and we should cherish our life now.

[Special Year]

Wang Jianli, Grade 2 of Xiange Primary School

Today is the 14th day of the first lunar month, and the Lantern Festival will be over after tomorrow. But this year's year is different from previous years.

Since the beginning of this year, the entrance of the community has been sealed, and it is not allowed to enter or leave at will. Before the Spring Festival, the square in the community was full of people, very busy, but this year it was very quiet, everyone wore masks, why? My mother told me that the earth was sick, and a new coronavirus spread nationwide. The epidemic is serious. We should actively follow the call of the state, not go out at will, wear masks when going out, and not go to places with many people.

We hope to control the epidemic as soon as possible, end the war as soon as possible, and restore the original situation as soon as possible

[Special Year]

Han Yutong, Grade 2, Lotus Leaf Educational Institution

At the beginning of the New Year, we were attacked by a monster called "coronavirus". On the second day of the lunar new year, I was going to visit my grandmother's house in my new clothes, but I was trapped at home by the arrival of the epidemic, and I didn't go out until today.

The COVID-19 is approaching us step by step. If we are not careful, we will be infected. Measures to prevent virus infection should be taken. We should not go out, do not get together, drink more water, ventilate more, wash hands frequently, and pay attention to hygiene. Grandfather Zhong Nanshan and the angels in white treated many people in Wuhan. They worked 24 hours a day and could only eat one meal a day. Some were infected and some even gave their precious lives. I want to say to you, "You have worked hard". I believe that with your efforts, we will be able to win this smokeless war!

Go China! Come on, Wuhan!

Composition of Nian (17)

"Bang! Bang!" The colorful fireworks broke the silence in the morning. I looked up. Colorful fireworks dazzled me and aroused my childhood memories of fireworks. "By the way, the Spring Festival is about fireworks, isn't it?"

I can't sit still at the thought of this. She asked her mother: "Mom, when will we set off fireworks?" Her mother smiled: "At night, it's only noon for a long time." "Oh." I was a little disappointed and looked at the fireworks in the sky again. I was stunned for a moment. The fireworks on the head are so beautiful.

Suddenly, my sister rushed out to hold me and said to me, "Let's go play Huabang together, sister!" I was surprised, and then I knew it was my sister. Sweet smile. The wind is blowing again. The "long dragon" swayed again.

I looked at the fiery "Long Dragon" for a moment. It awakens the happiness in the heart. My sister and I sang and danced. The firework stick in the hand is like a flower blooming in a festive crowd.

Grandma came and one of them gave me a "big steamed bun." I smiled. Bite it open, there are two hundred lucky money in the plastic bag. I quickly thanked Grandma. And said to her, "Grandma, happy New Year! Wish you all the best in the new year!" Grandma smiled, "I'm twelve years old this year, and I'm almost taller than you.". I also smiled. The taste of successive years is so happy!

Soon the fireworks went out. Cars arrived one by one. All the relatives are here, cousin. Gather together, orange juice, festive red envelopes. Smiling faces of family members. One by one printed in my eyes. I smiled happily, and Nian also smiled happily.

It was raining in the sky. I pointed to the rain and said, "Look, it's raining." Everyone's eyes came together. I caught a drop of rain with my hand. "Zizi, good ice." My hands folded. The rain is still cool in my heart. My mother came and pulled me over. I was a little reluctant to ask me to sit down. Eating the cake all the time, his mouth was full of cream. My sister laughed when she saw it.

All the relatives laughed for a moment. The little emotion just disappeared, and I also smiled. The rain outside seems not so cold. After a while, hot food was served. There are boiled chicken, braised pig ears, boiled tofu, bamboo shoots and pickled cabbage, steamed crab, spicy lobster, fried chicken legs, braised pork in brown sauce, pickled fish. I enjoy eating and drinking. My mother patted me on the back: "Eat slowly, no one will compete with you." I smiled with embarrassment and said: "New Year is to eat a big meal!" My mother smiled.

In the afternoon, everyone laughed, danced and sang. Several little girls danced around the fire. The firelight twinkled in their eyes. Everyone enjoyed the dance with great interest. An uncle took the opportunity to set up a stall, and everyone was attracted to it. The barbecue on the grill was soon sold out.

I grabbed a chicken wing. The mouth is eating while the oil is flowing, but the heart is flowing honey, and the sky is unknowingly dark. The lantern flashed red. Suddenly a "Nian beast" ran out and scared us. Mother comforted us and said, "That's Dad's dress. You don't have to be afraid, just drive it away." When we learned that it was Dad, we smiled secretly.

Run into the house at once. Everyone comes out with a lantern. Hold a firework stick. Fight with "Nian Beast".

My sister lit a firework stick to chase "Nian Beast". "Nian Beast" was frightened and ran away, shouting as she ran. After a while, it seemed less afraid and stopped running. See, everybody. Pursue it with a lantern. It looked up and scattered the crowd. When my sister saw that she couldn't think of any other way, she immediately pulled me over. I smiled. He lit a firework stick and held a lantern in his hand. Shout loudly and chase "Nian Beast".

The "Nian beast" was driven away in a hurry. Seeing that it was effective, everyone immediately followed suit. After a while, "Nian Beast" was frightened and ran into the mountain. Everyone cheered. I looked up at the sky and cheered. I understood for a moment. The original "sugar" has always been in my mouth!

Year has countless flavors. There are sweet and hot ones. It's always at your side. Can change your mood. It is never late for the Spring Festival. I send you my best wishes. So the "sugar" it gives you must be tasted carefully, because no matter how many times you chew it, it can always bring you new "taste".

Composition of Nian (18)

Time slipped through my fingernails, and I would like to recall the passing time.

I don't know what others will often recall, but the scene of my sister shuttling in the wheat field always comes to my mind, and the passage of time seems to have never gone.

I was born in the countryside. Wheat and wheat wave are common. There are no recreational facilities in the countryside, so wheat wave has become our playground.

The bright and crisp autumn is also the fruitful autumn. The golden wheat waves swing with the wind, like a girl writhing her figure, and the wheat grows unusually high. What we play most often is hide and seek.

"One, two, three, four..." My sister stood there with my back to count, and I hid at a flying speed. When my sister finished counting, she was confused. There was no trace of me, only the tall wheat. She began to run aimlessly, searching for my footprints. It's hard to move to another place after hiding from a place, because as long as there is any disturbance, the other party will be aware of it. Finally, my sister found out, and I lied and said, "Only if you catch me!" My sister did not resist, and rushed to me. Finally, I couldn't run. Then my sister jumped on me, "OK, I admit defeat." I smiled helplessly.

In the evening, the sky seems to be rendered by the red color in the palette. The warm evening wind blows through, which is extremely comfortable. It seems that there are bursts of birds singing. How beautiful! How beautiful the countryside is!

These are just memories. I have already left my hometown, but every tree and grass of my hometown are engraved in my mind. I miss the carefree life of my childhood. My sister's hearty laughter will always ring in my ears. I will always remember the time that passed away.