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The color in my eyes

Looking from the window, my eyes are colorful.

When the wind blows gently, with the heat of summer and the freshness of flowers and plants, tell me that the color in my eyes is youth and the color of my youth is changing.

Diligence-Green

Because the wood is glorious and the grass is green.

Trees, with hard work, make themselves prosperous; Excellent grass, with diligence, make yourself green and swaying; I, on the other hand, branded myself with youthful green.

The ivory tower in my dream is long, like the green in my eyes, shining firmly in the dark. For the dream, I work hard, for the dream, I struggle. In the morning, I was greeted by the first ray of golden light in the morning; At night, there is a bright moon everywhere. At the foot of learning, I take diligence as the road; In the sea of knowledge, I built a boat with suffering.

Intense red

The water is red and the pulse is flowing.

Lotus, swaying, makes itself curly and vivid; Aquatic plants, with floating, make themselves warm and affectionate; I use the red of youth to give myself a lively shadow.

For the shadow, I am active in every corner of the campus. Physical education class, I run and jump. After class, my shadow is a moving point in the sun.

I am eager to make friends, I am eager to talk to people, I am eager to express my views, and I am eager to be noticed. Lively, the true color of my youth; Warm, the background color of my youth, red, the highlight of my youth.

Melancholy blue

The independent bridge is full of sleeves, and Lin Ping returns to the new moon.

Independent and lonely, the bridge is lonely, the cold wind blows, the night is getting up, and there are no pedestrians. On the small bridge, I am alone in the confusion and helplessness that I can't get rid of and want to return. Although youth is dazzling, it is also mixed with blue of depression. Some helplessness in life, occasional incomprehension of elders and some difficulties in study all make my sky blue but not cold.

Melancholy blue is the most helpless loneliness in youth.

The world marks my life day by day, and the gears of the years have worn away my traces. That is youth, which makes my picture scroll colorful and youthful, and makes my dreams transparent and pure; It is youth that makes my mind pious and uplifting.

Youth's dream is a burning torch, youth's vision is a turbulent sea, youth's life is brilliant, youth's emotional world is profound, and youth's dream world is the sunset and loneliness in Qi Fei.

Through the window lattice, I saw the color in my eyes-youth.

Get the whole picture from small details

Today, when I came out of the Children's Palace, I found a middle school student-looking man not far away took out a bottle of water from his backpack, drank it loudly, then threw it under the tree by the roadside, turned a blind eye to the trash can a few meters away, and then turned around and left.

Although this incident is small, it shows the bad habit of middle school students and even the general public-littering. They believe that the hole in the ozone layer over Antarctica is dangerous, but it is far away. Global warming is a big crisis, but it rises by a few tenths of a degree every year, which has no impact on life. Environmental pollution is a great test for human beings, but it doesn't matter if you throw away that plastic bottle. What an incorrect concept this is!

Everyone must know the word "accumulate over a long period", right? Many a mickle makes a mickle, and over time people become knowledgeable. What about garbage? Perhaps, in the future with extremely advanced technology, the earth will become a huge trash can, and the earth will no longer be the bright sapphire in the vast universe; Perhaps, at that time, human beings can change everything, but can they make the earth completely different? How important the environment is to us!

I also heard the news that a group of Korean tourists are picking up garbage in Ningbo scenic spot. Men, women and children. It can be seen from this news that there is too much rubbish in China. Foreign countries do much better than us: for example, in Singapore, you will be fined several thousand yuan for littering once. In Germany, almost no one litters, but they also put them in a proper way. If China people go there, they have to prepare a fine of tens of thousands of yuan!

I think China should carry out more activities like "You throw me and I pick up" to completely change the image of China people.

Warm wind of civilization

After the winter vacation, I went to menstruation's home in Beijing, but this time, I found that Beijing has changed a lot. Colorful flags are flying in the streets and lanes, and shop windows are covered with promotional pictures and colorful Olympic rings. One slogan after another on the road, such as "Be a good host and run the Olympics well", "It's a pleasure to have friends from afar", "The Olympics will add luster to our country and I will add luster to the Olympics", and so on. The reason is obvious. The 2008 Olympic Games will be held in Beijing, and the whole of Beijing will be brand-new. The Olympic atmosphere embraced the motherland's capital, and a little thing touched me deeply.

That day, I accompanied my classmates to a drugstore to buy hearing AIDS for her grandfather. This drugstore is antique in decoration and complete in medicines. We asked a salesman to bring us hearing AIDS. The salesman is in his thirties, and the red card of "No.922 Excellent Salesman" pinned on his chest is very eye-catching. He said with a smile, "This kind of hearing aid bought in our drugstore has a good effect and is easy to carry. 245 yuan each. " Speaking of which, I stretched out my tongue and thought, hey, it's so expensive! My classmate said, "Please help us choose one." "ok." He took out a hearing aid and adjusted it. "This is not good." He said to himself. Then he took out another one and said to us, "I'm sorry, the goods we bought this time have dropped, and some of them are broken." Please wait a little longer. " Then he opened it again. After a while, he took out one and said, "This is not bad. Give it a try. " "No problem, why can't I pick it for so long?" My classmate said that he took out fifty dollars and handed it to the salesman. It turned out that she heard "245 yuan" as "45 yuan". If I were a shop assistant, I would have been anxious, but he still smiled and said, "Little classmate, you heard wrong, not 45 yuan, but 245 yuan." "ah!" This time it was her turn to be surprised and said, "I'm sorry, I heard wrong." Can I not buy it? " "Of course." Hearing this, I thought: His service attitude is not bad. Unexpectedly, he said, "I'm sorry, little classmate, I didn't make it clear, which delayed your time." Sorry! " "What? He apologized to my classmate? ! But the salesman made it clear that such a service attitude can simply take the first place in the city. Even more surprising, he said to my classmate, "Do you want to buy something cheap?" "yes." "Well, you can go to Xinjiekou drugstore, where there is a hearing aid counter. There are many bargains and the place is easy to find. If you go out, take the 107 bus and get off at Xinjiekou. You can see at a glance that they close at seven o'clock, and few people go now. " "Are you? That's very kind of you. Please put away your hearing aid and let's go. "My classmate suddenly got excited and dragged me out. At the door, I heard the salesman say to us, "Remember, get off at Xinjiekou on 107. "

Sure enough, we bought cheap hearing AIDS in Xinjiekou drugstore. On the way back, my classmate was in high spirits, but I kept thinking: Why is his service attitude so good? Suddenly I looked up and saw the big words in front of a shop: "Welcome the Olympics, make contributions." Yes, the success of bidding for the Olympic Games has made everyone in China proud, and the awareness of "Olympic Games" has been deeply rooted in people's hearts, which has promoted the healthy development of spiritual civilization. I hope that the wind of "doing business in a civilized way and treating guests politely" will continue to develop in our vast territory with the help of the east wind of the Olympic Games.

The motivation comes from a word from the students.

Walking with my aunt in the crowded street, I came across Xiao Huang, who used to be my aunt's student.

Xiao Huang is still the image in my aunt's memory. She is thin and clumsy, her braids are tied up and her eyes are always turning around, but there is no intelligence in what she reveals. Aunt didn't pay much attention to Xiao Huang when she was the head teacher. Xiao Huang is not only ugly, but also has a lower IQ than other children. She barely finished school in the first half of the third grade. Her family seemed to think that she was not cut out for study and simply sent her home. Menstruation quietly breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the news that Xiao Huang would no longer come to school. Alas, she finally left a nerve-racking burden!

However, at this time, in this busy street, Xiao Huang happened to shuttle. It seems that I came to town with my family to buy things, and both laptops were full. Just when menstruation accidentally caught a glimpse of her ready to divert attention, Xiao Huang happened to see her former class teacher, and a little shyness immediately crossed her stiff face, and at the same time there was a little joy. Then, as if she subconsciously remembered something, she hurriedly sent a bodhi in her hand to her aunt and said loudly, "Teacher, you can take it from my house."

Auntie was a little caught off guard and a little embarrassed, and declined falteringly. At this time, a lady next to her asked Xiao Huang doubtfully, "Do you know her?" "Yes, she was the head teacher when I was studying!" Xiao Huang replied shyly and proudly. When I heard Xiao Huang's careless words, my aunt's face suddenly turned hot, and she looked ashamed in front of Xiao Huang. Because Xiao Huang's sentence "She was the head teacher when I was studying" made my aunt feel ashamed. She knew that although she was the head teacher in Xiao Huang at that time, she didn't have a good impression of Xiao Huang for a day. This sincere and proud sentence came from a student who had given her a headache, so it became a whip and kept beating her aunt's heart.

From then on, in the eyes of my aunt, there is no longer a distinction between good students and bad students. Aunt said that as long as she is a student, she should take it seriously. Who would have thought that the motivation to treat students fairly turned out to be an ordinary sentence from students.

Remember this day.

I never like drinking tea, especially strong tea. When I drink it in my mouth, the bitter taste is really bad. I never understood why so many people like drinking tea. Wouldn't it be better to drink juice and drinks? Until that day, my mind changed.

During May Day, my aunt came to my house and brought her own Longjing tea. It is said that Longjing tea is the treasure of tea, and it can be said that it is welcome for people who love tea, which aroused my curiosity. So, I quietly came to the kitchen, found those Longjing teas, and put them in a teacup and brewed them with hot water. Tea leaves are falling together in hot water, like naughty fish drilling up and down in the river, which is very beautiful. Then, the thick tea fragrance overflowed and the long fragrance filled the whole room. I took a deep breath and the smell was refreshing.

"Well, seeing is believing. Longjing tea is really Longjing tea. " I secretly admired it and couldn't wait to take a sip. Who knows "Wow!" I threw up all at once. This kind of tea is more bitter than other teas! I was about to pour tea when my father came in and saw it. He rushed over to stop it. "How can you be so wasted! This is a good Longjing! " "What good longjing? Bitter than medicine. How can I drink? "

"Don't worry, drinking tea is not the same as tasting tea. If you get a good cup of tea, you should drink it slowly so that you can taste its real taste. Of course it's impossible to gobble like you. Now try again, I believe you can taste two different flavors. " I took a sip of the teacup and put it in my mouth. I tasted it carefully. When I swallowed it, it was strange that it smelled of My Sweetie! I took a few more sips, and the bitter and sweet taste was really memorable!

"Dad, this tea is really good." "It is good that you can taste it. Actually, life is the same. As long as you learn to taste bitter slowly, you can feel sweet. The feeling of' a cup of spring dew lingers, and a few immortals are in the breeze under your armpits' is the trace left by the brief moment of tea tasting. Simplicity and modesty have become the precipitation of years, just like the astringency of tea stays in the throat, and tea is like life! "

On this day, I gained a lot. Tasting tea is a trivial matter, but the bitterness and sweetness of Longjing tea, my father's words, have always been printed in my heart, giving me profound enlightenment. As my father said, life is like tea. A person's life is paved with many difficulties, setbacks, calmness and happiness. If we swallow our lives, then we will only see the misfortunes and disasters in life and ignore some happy things. Only when you calm down, savor and appreciate slowly, will you have unexpected gains, and perhaps behind misfortune is the bud of happiness.

I said to myself: Please remember this day forever!

Beauty is by my side

Beauty is a pursuit of life, however, I often fall into such a strange circle: in the pursuit of beauty, I don't know where the real beauty is, but I turn a blind eye to the beauty that I should pay attention to.

I have been interested in painting since I was a child, and my artistic achievements have always been good. After I went to middle school, I painted every picture perfectly, but the teacher always seemed dissatisfied and gave me 5 points.

It's art class again. What I'm going to draw today is an ordinary vase without flower arrangement. It looks very old. The teacher only said, "Draw this vase today, as far as you can see, see who paints it best ..." I took a pencil and smiled at the old vase, muttering to myself, "Why not use an old vase to arrange flowers ... The teacher is really a teacher, so we won't change it for a new one, so that we can paint it beautifully?" I can't help but frown and look around my classmates. They look sad, too, not much better than me I looked up again and looked more carefully.

Ah! I was suddenly surprised that there was a small gap in the mouth of the vase, and this gap had been winding to the middle of the bottle! I'm even more confused. Usually, the paintings are very new and beautiful, and the effect of the works is good, but this gap and crack is the lice on the monk's head-obviously. How do you write this? At this moment, the teacher came to me and I looked up at her. She seemed to see my doubts, patted me on the shoulder and said, "Draw what you see." She nodded deeply to me and then walked away. My heart moved and I quickly picked up the strokes.

After class, I stood up to collect our group's picture books (I am the group leader). They all draw beautifully.

"The results are out!" I don't know who shouted, so everyone ran to the lecture table to rummage through their works. "I heard that there is only one 5 points, I don't know who it is." I listened to everyone's discussion and suddenly found my signature. Then the art teacher came into the classroom and the students returned to their seats one after another. "Show everyone what you drew!" The teacher said to me. I took my work to the podium and presented it to everyone: a very old vase, without flower arrangement, with a gap in the mouth and a crack extending zigzag to the belly of the bottle. ...

French artist Rodin said: "Beauty is everywhere. For our eyes, it is not the lack of beauty, but the lack of discovery. " Yes, an old vase without flower arrangement is not beautiful on the surface, but it is true, which truly records the use value and aesthetic value it once brought to people.

Oh! It turns out that beauty is beside me. ...