Ask for the summer vacation diary of the sixth grade in 4 primary schools!

200 1.9.2 1 It will be fine on Friday.

It should be cheerful, but I feel that the noisy music outside is ringing wantonly, and the bell keeps going. Although my stomach was a little uncomfortable, I opened a can of coke, took a sip and put it on the table.

Turn on the light, this is the best-selling lamp. Sure enough, it is different, it is the light of the sun-bright yellow. Suddenly I want to lean my head on the table, put it under the lamp, put my face close to the can, and make my body cold. Close your eyes, keep the noise away from me, and feel the warmth of light and the coolness of metal. Let Zhong Er stand quietly at this moment until the warmth melts this cold jar and the coolness cools my heart. However, in the silence, I heard the crisp sound of "bang, bang, bang" in my ear, which was so rhythmic and elastic. Come closer and listen carefully. It turns out that co2 elves are scrambling to escape from the bondage of water-oppression is gone, and the elves eager for freedom are naturally liberated. Imagine a fierce scene in a dark jar-small bubbles attached to the wall suddenly rise, collide with each other and burst, giving off a burst of tempting crispness. I opened my eyes and looked in curiously through the fan-shaped mouth. I only saw my black eyes reflected in the water and gently shaking, and those black eyes were shaking.

How did such a clear voice come from? Although the sound of music and car flute outside is endless, and the "tick" sound of the second hand has not weakened at all, I seem to only hear the cold notes in this metal, which is beautiful! However, the voice is getting lazier and lazier, and gradually, the voice is silent. Because I didn't shake it? So, I moved several times, gloomily gave a sense of freshness, the last sense of freshness, and then, it was gone. My stomach hurts even more after eating. ...

Postscript: A wall separates the lights outside the window, which makes me realize what loneliness is. Feel the dust floating in the air, feel the flow of blood all over the body, even the most stable breathing, at this time it becomes very clear and real. This is a wonderful feeling. I feel like a balloon, loneliness is like air, which keeps entering the body, making the whole person completely full, light and confused. ...

Sunset afterglow

(1) Stop and smell the fragrance.

-addressed to people in early summer.

It is the season when the garden is full of flowers, and the earth is covered with a layer of "fragrant powder" by flowers. It's like rouge on the face of a lady.

There is a yard at home, and grandparents have nothing to do on weekdays, so they always have to choose something from "leisure". I can't help picking up some flowers and plants. So there are always some elegant and fragrant things at home!

Every early summer season, just like after the rain, is amazing! Colorful flowers, elegant houses, charming rainbows, and the fragrance of flowers and plants in the air are overwhelming!

The flowers smell sweet! Look! Cicada keeps singing flowers. Singing in the summer, cicadas are singing, crisp and tactfully, but there is a little "transparency" in the bright and beautiful. As the saying goes, "melt in the ear."

Students, are you tired after running for so long on the happy and tortuous road to study? Then have a rest. Stop, lower your head, close your eyes and take a deep breath at the flowers you like.

Wanderer, are you tired after living in a rough life for so long? Go home first. Then have a good sleep and discard all the past, drifting and grievances in the deep sea in the dream. Finally, stop, stop to smell the fragrance and design a blueprint for tomorrow's rise!

"Office worker" Oh, don't be carried away by panic, don't just see a bunch of flowers in front of you and forget that the sea of flowers is waiting for you! So, don't overwork yourself, have a space of your own, stop to smell the fragrance in your spare time and harvest spiritual pearls!

Parents, don't worry about children blindly. Although the child is a child, he has grown up. Don't worry, my Lord. All you have to do is stop and smell the fragrance.

Flowers bloom all over the garden and fall everywhere. I was inside, stopping to smell the fragrance. ...

The feeling of late at night

It is already late at night, the clock has rung at 9: 30, and the rain is still tireless. I also dragged my tired body and began to talk incoherently.

It was almost dark all around. In such a late night, only darkness and loneliness accompany me. My only lamp is the one in front of my desk. Emit a faint light in an almost dark little world. Sometimes it flashes several times, which seems to make me pay more attention to it.

This makes me admire, because it rains, I am open all day, and the weak light is like this in a room without sunshine. Studying with me, I didn't reply to an English extracurricular article. It seemed to be very happy, as if encouraging me to reduce the frequency of "blinking". Soft white light shines on the book, and its light seems to be my mother's warm big hand, stroking my forehead and cheeks.

When I was sweating because I was busy studying, its light was not so warm, but more refreshing. Sometimes I even forget what homework I should write, and I will accidentally run into it. It always shakes its "scarred" "body" to comfort me and signal me to slow down and not to panic.

Time flies, doesn't it? In the blink of an eye, the clock at half past ten has struck. Isn't life very short?

Passers-by are still stepping on the muddy path in the rain, walking hard, think about it. I am also very relaxed. It is better to stay with books all day than to stay away from bad karma. Maybe their mud at the moment can encourage them to pick the dew of the Ming Dynasty. There should be many bad weather like today in their lives. What about me?

Nobody gave me an answer. Electric light, thank you for being with me again. I can't read this book clearly without your light on this day. You are created by people in all aspects, although this is due to their wisdom and diligence. But you are also giving everything to the people who created you and the world with your own actual behavior.

You have no life, but you have something more brilliant than life-the soft and weak light, and many people have drawn that beautiful blueprint with their own hands in your light! The person who designed the blueprint will never bother you because you were "flashing". In contrast, you are a solid cornerstone of their success.

Attl's Two Masterpieces —— Blue Dolphin Island and Black Pearl

Blue Dolphin Island: There is an island in the Pacific Ocean, shaped like a dolphin lying on its side. There are dolphins swimming around the island, sea otters playing, walruses fighting for males and wild dogs fighting ... Once upon a time, Indians lived on this island. They were killed by Russians who hunted sea otters and later left the island to live in the east. When they left, they left a little girl's story-Kalana. She lived alone on the island for 18 years, waiting for the ship to rescue her. She built her own residence, made weapons and fishing gear, and struggled with wild dogs to survive through difficulties and obstacles.

Black Pearl: Ramon found a huge black pearl in the Devil's Fish Cave, which caused a sensation in the whole city of Labaz. His father Brass couldn't sell pearls, so he gave the black pearls to the Virgin. The pearl picking team was caught in a storm at sea. Because his father relied on the protection of the Virgin Mary and failed to escape in time, the whole fleet was wiped out, and only Seville, a pearl picker, survived. Ramon suffered this bad luck, thinking that the devil fish was at work and wanted to get the pearl back, so he stole the pearl preparation and returned it to its original owner. Unexpectedly, Seville hijacked him at sea and forced him to sell pearls in Guaramas. Later, Seville people killed the devil fish and committed suicide in the struggle. Ramon broke all kinds of superstitions in his extraordinary experience and grew into an adult. He survived by luck and returned the pearl to the church for everyone to enjoy.

Compared with Robinson's adventure story, Blue Dolphin Island and its author Attl are almost unknown to readers in China! This is a historical novel specially written for children, and it is also full of magic for adults. Since the publication of 1960, more than 6 million copies have been sold in the United States alone. It was rated as one of the "greatest children's literature works since 65,438+0,776" by the American Children's Literature Association, and won two highest honors, the Newbery Award and the Andersen Award. Probably because it is only classified as "children's literature", it is "little known".

If you can agree that children should read Robinson Crusoe when they grow up, then by the same token, children should also read Blue Dolphin Island.

Similar to Robinson Crusoe, this novel is also based on real events.

The "Blue Dolphin Island" located about 75 miles southwest of Los Angeles was settled by Indians around 2000 BC, until 1602 was discovered by white explorers and was named "St. Nicholas Island". During 1835- 1853, an Indian girl lived alone on this island until 18 when she was rescued by a merchant ship. This girl is the last Callas art Indian, and no one knows her language, so no one knows how she spent this lonely 18 year alone. When people found her, she lived with a dog in a humble house in the highlands, wearing a cormorant feather skirt.

Otto fills this gap with his extensive knowledge of nature and history and magical imagination.

"I remember the day when the Aleutians sailed to our island. At first, the ship floated on the sea like a small shell, and then it gradually became bigger, like a seagull with folded wings. Finally, it showed its true colors in the rising sun-it turned out to be a red ship with two red sails. "

Aleutians are Russians from the north. They hunt at sea for a living, killing whales, seals, sea otters and other marine animals. They came to Blue Dolphin Island to hunt sea otters.

The "I" in this story is an Indian girl named Kalana who is 12 years old. Her brother Ramo is only 6 years old. Her father is the village head, Keweig.

The arrival of Aleutians made the whole village nervous. While allowing Aleutians to hunt under the condition of guaranteed remuneration, Kovig appointed villagers to monitor their actions day and night. When the hunting was over, the Aleutians went back on their word, and Kovig led the villagers to stop it. After a life-and-death battle, the Aleutians fled in haste, and Keweig was unfortunately killed, and most of the young men in the village were either dead or injured.

After being hit hard by this, the life in the village was unsustainable and they had to send people out for help. A month later, a white merchant ship came to the island and took the whole village away. The merchant ship had to leave before the high tide, but his brother Maura was left on the island because of his fun. Kalana missed his younger brother, regardless of others' blocking, jumped into the sea from the boat and swam back to the island.

There are only two brothers and sisters left on the island, and a group of hungry wild dogs. One day, my brother died in a fight with wild dogs. Kalana was heartbroken and vowed to kill all wild dogs. Under this strong will, she survived tenaciously.

Compared with Robinson, Kalana is an uncivilized Indian, and she is still a child. She knows nothing about modern civilization, only basic common sense of life and strong desire for survival. In Indian tribes, women are not even allowed to make weapons. In this case, Kalana lived alone on the island and always wanted to defeat those wild dogs. Fortunately, she is very familiar with this island and loves it deeply. This is a beautiful island, shaped like a lying dolphin. There are dolphins swimming around the island, sea otters playing and walruses fighting for hegemony. Kalana learned to collect wild vegetables and wild fruits very early, and also knew how to catch animals such as abalone at the seaside and how to find fresh water, so she could survive naturally.

Kalana is still a determined girl. She overcame her psychological fear and began to make weapons with difficulty, ready to deal with wild dogs. She built her own camp on the highland. She built a shed with firewood and a strong fence with the ribs of a dead whale. In order to make a balance dart gun, she hunted walrus with a homemade bow and arrow and almost died. This adventure enabled her to learn more survival skills and overcome the psychological obstacles caused by making weapons.

In this story, readers grow up with Kalana. Through study and hard work, she gradually learned to drive a canoe to hunt in the offshore of the island. After several years of patient preparation, she finally has the conditions to attack wild dogs. She drove away wild dogs, domesticated the fiercest first dog, and was no longer lonely.

Unlike Robinson, Kalana is a man who comes from and belongs to nature. She won't try to take anything more. She became good friends with foxes, dolphins and sea otters, and even got along well with wild dogs later. Kalana is also a natural beauty lover. She loves beautiful nature. When she has plenty of life, she will dress herself up and sew beautiful skirts for herself with cormorant feathers.

18 years later, Kalana, eager to return to mankind, was finally rescued by a merchant ship. When she knew that she had a chance to be rescued, Kalana didn't rush down excitedly. She packed her things, went back to her house, cooked the last meal for herself and her dog Langtu-Aru, and dressed carefully. Only then did she walk unhurriedly to meet the white people who came to the island.

"On the tenth day, our ship set sail. It was a clear morning in Wan Li, and we drove straight in the direction of the sun.

"I stood on the deck and looked back at the blue dolphin island for a long time. The last thing I saw was the highland on the island. I think of Langtu (the dead dog) lying on all kinds of stones there, Wang Ale (the name of the little sea otter) somewhere, and that little red fox, who will definitely take my fence for nothing. I still think of my canoe hidden in the cave and those happy days.

"Dolphins floated out of the sea and swam around in front of the boat. They always swim out of many leagues (note: ancient unit of length, 1 leagues =5572.7 meters) through the clear water in the morning, weaving bubbles all the way. Birds are chirping in the cage, and Langtu Aru is sitting next to me. "

Compared with Robinson's story, Kalana's life adventure story is a beautiful story. Although hard and dangerous, it is beautiful and harmonious in the end.