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the tree also
In the endless wilderness, there are no flowers, no grass, no rivers, no animals, no people, only a single, lonely tree, it has no friends. But last year it met a partner - the wind, the wind is very good to the treewithout a second , the tree also very appreciate the wind, the friendship between the two began in the visit.
By Arnn Ostroot3 years ago in Cleats
here is Lu Xun's childhood
During the National Day holiday, we invited five families to travel to Shaoxing. On the first day, we went to visit the former residence of Lusun. You said a hundred grass garden, three kinds of books. Baicao Garden is a back garden of Lu Xun's home, here is Lu Xun's childhood paradise, is where he plays. Here we saw low mud walls and found stone well bars. The "Three tastes" refers to "reading classics like rice beams, reading history like food at the beginning of the year, and reading all kinds of schools of thought like vinegar". In the northeast corner of the study, we found Lu Xun's seat, his desk engraved with a small. "Early" word. He encouraged himself with "early", "always early, everything early". Visiting the three taste bookstore made me understand the "reading three to", that is, the heart to the eye to the mouth. I will study hard in the future.
By Majorga Petrovits3 years ago in Cleats
Father's face
Tonight, I want to cook a dish in front of mom and dad. I took two tomatoes and four eggs out of the refrigerator. Put the tomatoes into a basin of water wash wash, and then take the cutting board cut into pieces, then the juice in the tomatoes flow on the cutting board, stained my hand. I took a small bowl, picked up an egg, think their technology is good, the egg to the bowl a knock, did not think of knock a big hole, the egg is not aligned with the bowl, half of the egg white and yolk can not wait to slide to the ground. This is finished, in order not to let my mother see, I quickly brought a mop, mop the egg liquid on the ground clean. I guess I was too proud. When I laid an egg, I carefully gently tapped the bowl, and the shell broke a crack. Holding the two ends of the egg in both hands, the mouth of the bowl hard to break, the egg white and yolk obediently fell into the bowl, so I put the remaining two eggs into the bowl. The egg yolk in the bowl is like a sun, lovely. I took a pair of chopsticks, stir up, have not stirred for a while, the lovely little sun disappeared, the egg white and yolk dissolved together, into a pale yellow liquid. I really wanted to touch it, and then I couldn't bear it, so I reached in. Wow! It was so cold that I quickly pulled my hand back, and the yellowish liquid stuck to my hand as if it were close to me.
By Keva Martenez3 years ago in Cleats
Problems
Life throws a series of problems in our way, and we must deal with them no matter what. Sometimes its way more complex than we thought but eventually, we get over it. With problems come anxiety, grief, discomfort, guilt, anger, sadness, and despair. But with difficulties, our lives become interesting and we get to learn about other people and ourselves. Problems make our lives happier and more fulfilling. How we approach problems often determines whether we're happy or miserable.
By Rida Abdul karim3 years ago in Cleats
Melodic Milestone Playlist Challenge Winners
Music has the incredible ability to touch our souls, elicit feelings, and evoke memories that last a lifetime. It is a universal language that connects people of all ages, cultures, and backgrounds. Milestones are frequently regarded as significant accomplishments in the music industry. The Melodic Milestone Playlist Challenge was a remarkable event that took place just recently. In this test, music fans were offered the chance to organize a playlist that exemplified individual achievements, and the champs of this opposition were genuinely remarkable.
By mera koi nahi3 years ago in Cleats
Our country has many famous. Content Warning.
Our country has many famous aphorisms about integrity, such as: "people do not stand without faith, the country does not have faith is not strong", "word must be trusted, action must be fulfilled" and so on. We live in this world, is to communicate with people, communicate with people, if we lose the trust of others in their own, then we are not everyone to avoid the lone person? Time and space change, but the integrity is still shining attractive light. Many small things about honesty have been recorded in the history of our Chinese nation. When I was a child, my parents often told me about "Zengzi killing pigs". This story mainly tells about Zengzi's wife to the market, her son to follow, as he walked, while crying. His mother said to him, "You go home, and when I come back, I will kill the pig for you to eat." His wife came back from the market and saw Zeng Zi about to catch a pig to kill. His wife stopped him and said, "That's just for fun with children." But Zeng Zi said: "You must not talk to children for fun. Children are not sensible, they should learn according to their parents and listen to their parents' teachings. And now you've got him, you're teaching kids to lie. When a mother lies to her child and the child does not believe her mother, it is impossible to teach the child well." So Zeng Zi killed the pig. When I heard this story as a child, I knew the adult's. Words may not be trusted, and sometimes they will deceive themselves, but some of them are white lies. No matter how adults deceive themselves, they must be an honest boy. So much for the past, it's time to talk about mine. One day in the summer vacation, my mother asked me to help her buy a pack of salt, and I was very good and came to the door of the supermarket. It was high noon. It was hot, and the sun was radiating heat in the sky. In front of the supermarket, people crowded, swarming up. I was pushed into the crowd and couldn't get out." "Ding" a crisp sound sounded in my ears, and I followed the sound and saw that something shiny had fallen to the ground. I walked over slowly and picked it up. I saw a silver pendant, a surprise, thought: so many people, do not know which is. Might as well take it home. Just want to put into the bag, think of what he once said to himself, to be an honest child. Holding the pendant in his hand, he looked around in the crowd, looking for the donor. I looked in a corner and saw a woman holding a child, looking down for something. I moved with difficulty and reached the "end" with great difficulty. "Auntie, did you drop something?" I pretended to be puzzled." Yeah, yeah. I lost a silver pendant that my husband gave me for my birthday." The aunt was so worried that she was on the verge of crying. Her brow wrinkled and she was relieved. So, is this it?" I took out the silver pendant I had just picked up." Yes, yes." Auntie turned sadness into excitement. I then returned the pendant to my aunt. As soon as my aunt tried to stop me, I turned and left to buy salt. In fact, if you want to keep your integrity, it is not so difficult, but you need to take it seriously, take everyone, everything, and everything seriously.
By DANIELLE SPENCE3 years ago in Cleats
Love is sweet honey
What is love? Love is going on outings with friends. After breakfast, I carried a small schoolbag, in the mother's reluctant eyes, skipping away. Bees and butterflies flying in the grass, there are beautiful wildflowers and lush trees on the grass, we all together in the grass to play football, volleyball, racket ball, jump rope, play, do games.
By Angeline Arzilli3 years ago in Cleats
Xikai. I was born
My family name is Wu and my first name is Xikai. I was born in a very loving family. When I was born, my parents, grandparents, grandparents can't wait to kiss my little face. Bathed in their love for me, now I have grown into a third grade primary school students.
By Nell Hisserich3 years ago in Cleats
The past trend of thought
Autumn quietly came, and will quietly away. The past trend of thought, still rippling in the autumn when the scenery, the passing of the hot summer, the scorching sun has gone away, in the blink of an eye, the sun from a man of blood, into a warm eyes of the amiable old man, tolerant and benevolent looking down at everything in front of him.
By Kristine Lindenpitz3 years ago in Cleats
