All narratives and expositions in the first volume of the sixth grade. (More than two articles per article)

When I was in the fifth grade of primary school, there was a book stand not far from my school. The stall owner is a disabled young man in a wheelchair. This is the only place I can't leave after school. But more often, penniless, I can only pretend to choose books, peek at a few short stories and run away.

Once, my father found out, and he blamed, "How can a person like you who doesn't study live?" The coachman of the moving team needs horse grass, and you can pay for it. "

Since then, every morning before going to school, I have to pull out horsegrass on the hillside and sell it to the coachman. Holding the hard-won wool ticket, I immediately rushed to the book stand. But horse grass is not so easy to sell. When I can't sell horse grass, I will force myself not to go to the bookstall.

Once, I looked for a coachman on my back and passed by the book stand. The stall owner in a wheelchair stopped me: "Why don't you come to read?" I shook a bundle of horsegrass in my hand and shook my head helplessly.

He paused for a moment, then his eyes lit up and smiled at me: "Come here, let me see your horse grass." After a careful look at Ma Cao, he rushed to the back room and shouted, "Biyun, come out for a moment!" " "I heard a girl of seventeen or eighteen coming out, probably his sister.

"Yun Lan, dad doesn't have a horse? Take this child's horse grass. " He stared at the girl's vacant eyes and ordered in a brother's tone: "Did you hear that? Get the horse grass in! " The girl took my horse grass and carried it into the back room.

When he left the book stall this evening, he sat in a wheelchair and said to me, "Sell me horse grass in the future and don't waste time starving that horse, okay?" "No problem." I can't wait for such a good thing.

One day after a long time, as usual, I carried my horse grass on my back and walked to his bookstall. As usual, he shouted to the back room, "Biyun, come out and get the horse grass!" " "After shouting a few times in a row, Biyun didn't come out." Is something wrong? "He said to himself doubtfully." I will carry it myself. "Say that finish, I walked to the cabin behind me.

"Don't, don't, don't ..." He is very dirty. "Yun Lan! Biyun! " He shook his wheelchair desperately with both hands, trying to block my way. "You put it down! Wait for the blue cloud to mention it! "

"It's okay, I carry the same. Don't starve that horse. " I pushed open the creaking door with my horse grass.

"Come back!" He shouted behind him, "that horse will kick you!" " "

But it's too late! I walked into his backyard and saw a pile of withered and brown horsegrass-all the horsegrass I sold him the other day! What about the horse? What about the horse that is eating my vervain sweetly?

I turned my head and rushed out, leaning back in his wheelchair and wanting to cry.

"I'm sorry, I may have hurt you by doing so." He patted me on the shoulder and said softly, "I know you want such a horse, but in fact-it doesn't matter." Read on. "

I nodded hard and endured hard, not letting myself cry.

[PEP course specimen volume 1 1 text]

In the fifth grade of primary school, the bookstall not far from school was the place where I hung around after school. But more often, penniless, I can only pretend to choose books, peek at a few short stories and run away.

The bookkeeper is a disabled young man in a wheelchair. When stealing books, I was too ashamed to look back at his thin face. The next day, I passed by the school bookstall and saw that he still smiled generously at me, so my uneasy heart calmed down.

If it weren't for his generous smile every morning, I wouldn't continue reading his books for nothing, and there wouldn't be two unforgettable slaps.

At that time, I was reading the novel Red Rock. When Jiang Jie endured the torture, the pain in his fingers stung my heart. I can't stop crying. Occasionally, when I looked up and wiped my tears, I caught a glimpse of him sitting in a wheelchair and looking at me. "Sit down and watch slowly!" He pointed to a small stool beside him.

At that time, I completely forgot the embarrassment of reading for nothing. I was about to sit down when someone grabbed my collar behind me. I turned around and saw my father's glaring face. Then, my father's two slaps jumped on my face.

"Don't hit the child!" The young man tried to get out of the wheelchair and stop my father. "It is not a bad thing for children to study."

"I have no objection to his reading." My father's speech became awkward (niè) and (rú), "Yes, it's for other things ..." After that, my father grabbed the book in my hand, rummaged through it in a hurry, gave it back to the young man and dragged me away.

I looked back at him in a wheelchair, with a book in his hand, and there were obviously more tickets in the pages.

In the evening, my father said to me, "I didn't hit you for anything else." How can a person who studies for nothing like you live? The coachman of the moving team needs horse grass, and you can pay for it. "

Since then, every morning before going to school, I have to go to the mountains to pull out horsegrass and sell it to the coachman. Holding the receipt from the manger, I immediately rushed to the bookstall, sat down calmly and read one by one.

But vervain is not easy to sell. When I couldn't sell vervain, I forced myself not to go to the bookstall.

Once, I was looking for a buyer on my back. When I passed the book stand, he stopped me in a wheelchair: "Why don't you come to read?" I shook the horse grass and shook my head helplessly.

He paused for a moment, then his eyes lit up and smiled and said to me, "Come here, let me see your horse grass." After a careful look at Ma Cao, he rushed to the back room and shouted, "Biyun, come out for a moment!" " "

A girl heard a voice and came out. It might be his sister.

"Bi Yun, our horses are short of horsegrass. Take this child's horse grass. " He stared at the girl's vacant eyes and ordered, "Did you hear that? Get the horse grass in! "

The girl took my horse grass and carried it into the back room.

That night, when I left the bookstall, he said to me, "In the future, the manger will sell me. Don't starve that horse, will you? " "No problem!" I can't wait for such a good thing.

Every day after that, I came to the bookstall with my horse grass on my back, and he rushed to the back room and shouted, "Biyun, put the horse grass in quickly, and don't starve that horse to death."

One day, as usual, I took the manger to his bookstall. As in the past, he shouted to the back room, "Biyun, come out and get the horse grass!" " "Then he shouted a few times, and the blue clouds didn't come out." Is something wrong? "He said to himself doubtfully.

"I'll take it with me." I said, and walked to the cabin behind him.

"Don't, don't, don't ..." He is very dirty. "Yun Lan! Biyun! " He shook the steering wheel desperately with both hands, trying to block my way. "You put it down! Wait for the blue clouds! "

"Nothing, don't starve that horse." I didn't listen to his advice, so I pushed open the creaking door with my horse grass.

"Come back!" He shouted behind him, "that horse will kick you!" " "

But it's too late! I once walked into his backyard and saw a pile of withered and brown horsegrass-all the horsegrass I sold him these days! What about the horse? What about the horse that ate my horse grass sweetly?

I turned my head and rushed out, ready to cry.

"I'm sorry," he patted me on the shoulder and said softly, "I know you want such a horse. Nothing, you read a book. "

I nodded, trying to endure, don't let tears fall.

In the words of my father and my sister, I am a music idiot. This is their conclusion after I "tortured" several times. The serenade I played sounded like sawing the legs of a table to them. I feel very depressed. I dare not practice at home. I finally found a wonderful place. There is a forest on the mountain behind the building, and the ground is covered with fallen leaves.

One morning, I crept out of the house, filled with a sense of sacredness, as if I were going to do something very great. The Woods are very quiet. The rustling footsteps sound like a long poem. I stood under a tree, solemnly set up the violin, like attending a grand ceremony, and played the first tune.

Although there are no comments from my parents and sisters here, I feel very annoyed because I obviously went to the Woods with a "saw". I can't help cursing myself: "I'm such an idiot!" " "

When I turned around, I felt someone behind me, and I was startled. An extremely thin old woman sat quietly in a wooden chair and looked at me calmly. My face burned up at once, and I thought that such an ugly sound must have destroyed the harmonious beauty in this forest and the loneliness that the old man was enjoying.

I smiled apologetically at the old man and prepared to slip away. The old man stopped me and said, "Am I bothering you?" Young man. However, I sit here for a while every morning. "A beam of sunlight shone on her silver hair through a gap in the leaves." I guess you must play very well, but it's a pity that I am deaf. "If you don't mind my presence, please continue."

I pointed to the piano and shook my head, which means I can't play well.

"Maybe I will feel the music with my heart. Can I be your audience? Just every morning. "

I was moved by the poetic language of the old man; I am ashamed, and at the same time I have gained some confidence secretly. Well, after all, someone praised me, even though she was a poor deaf person. So I continued to pull up.

From then on, every morning, I went to the Woods to practice the piano, facing my only audience, a deaf old man. She kept looking at me calmly. When I stop, she always remembers to say, "That's great. My heart has felt it. Thank you, young man. " My heart is full of a feeling I have never felt before.

Soon, I found that I had changed, and my family also showed incredible expressions. I practiced at home again. If in the past, my sister would always knock and pretend to be pitiful and say, "Please, give me a break!" " And now, I don't care anymore. When I feel this, a force lurks inside me. I stopped sitting on a wooden chair and practiced standing. I stood up straight, my arms were sore and my shirt was soaked with sweat. Every morning, I play hard in front of a deaf old man; And my only audience must have been waiting for me in the wooden chair long ago. Once, she said that my piano music brought her happiness and happiness. I often forget that she is a poor deaf person.

I have always cherished this secret. Finally, one day, I played a sonata "Moonlight", which surprised my sister, a music major. My sister urged me to consult a famous teacher. I told her, "It's an old lady who lives in building 12. She is thin and has white hair, but-she is deaf. "

"deaf!" My sister was stunned first, and then exclaimed, as if telling a fable, "Are you deaf? How ridiculous! She is the most prestigious professor in the Conservatory of Music and was once the chief violinist of the orchestra! How dare you say she is deaf! "

I have always cherished this secret and the beautiful heart of an old man. Every morning, I still come to the Woods early, facing the old man, the "deaf" musician, my only audience, gently tuning the strings, and then quietly playing beautiful music. I gradually feel that I am playing real music, and those wonderful notes are slowly flowing from the strings, filling the whole forest and the whole heart. We didn't talk about anything, but on a beautiful morning, a person pulled silently and a person listened quietly. The old man leaned back in the wooden chair, smiling, and his fingers quietly matched the rhythm. Her kind eyes looked at me calmly, like a deep pool. ...

Later, playing the violin became a hobby I couldn't give up. I can play many tunes skillfully. At various literary parties, I have the opportunity to play violin music in front of hundreds of audiences. Every time I pick up the violin, I see the deaf old man, my only listener every morning …

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According to the astronauts who were lucky enough to fly into space, when they roamed in the sky, they looked at the earth from a distance and saw a crystal-clear sphere with blue and white lines intertwined and covered with a thin layer of water-blue "tulle". The earth, the mother of human beings and the cradle of life, is so beautiful, spectacular and amiable. However, the earth is a planet with a radius of only over 6,300 kilometers. It is like a boat in a starry universe.

Compared with the vast universe, the earth is small. It's only this big, and it won't grow any longer. The surface area of the earth is 5 1 10,000 square kilometers, and the land inhabited by human beings only accounts for about one fifth of it. In this way, the range of human activities is very small.

The natural resources of the earth are also limited. Take mineral resources as an example, it is not given by God, but formed by geological changes over millions or even hundreds of millions of years. The earth is selfless, and it generously provides mineral resources for mankind. However, if mining is not controlled, there will be less and less mineral resources on the earth.

The water resources, forest resources, biological resources and atmospheric resources needed by human life could have been regenerated and contributed to human beings for a long time. However, due to the wanton destruction of natural resources and the indiscriminate use of chemicals, human beings are not only unable to regenerate, but also cause a series of ecological disasters, posing a serious threat to human survival.

Some people will say, isn't there a lot of space? There are countless planets there. When the earth's resources are exhausted, can't we move to other planets?

Scientists have proved that there is no second planet suitable for human habitation at least within 40 trillion kilometers centered on the earth. Humans can't expect to move to other planets after destroying the earth.

Yes, scientists have put forward many ideas, for example, building an immigration base on Mars or the moon. However, even if these ideas are realized, it is far away. Besides, how many people can live?

"Our earth is lovely and fragile!" This is the sigh of astronauts traveling in space and witnessing the earth.

There is only one earth. If it is destroyed, we have nowhere to go. If all kinds of resources on the earth are exhausted, it will be difficult for us to replenish them from other places. We should seriously protect the earth and its ecological environment. Let the earth better benefit our future generations!

[Text of Volume 9 of Beijing Normal University Edition]

According to the astronauts who flew into space, when they wandered in the Jade Palace, they looked at the earth from a distance and saw a crystal-clear sphere with blue and white lines intertwined and covered with a thin layer of water-blue "tulle". The earth, the mother of human beings and the cradle of life, is so beautiful, spectacular and amiable. However, the earth is a planet with a radius of only over 6,300 kilometers, and it is like a boat in the bright sea of stars.

Compared with the vast temples, the earth is small. It's only this big, and it won't grow any longer. The surface area of the earth is 5 1 10,000 square kilometers, and the land inhabited by human beings only accounts for about one fifth of it. In fact, the scope of human life is very small.

The natural resources of the earth are also limited. Take mineral resources as an example. Coal, iron, gold, silver, copper, tin, lead, oil and natural gas buried underground are not given by God, but formed through geological changes of millions or even hundreds of millions of years. The earth is selfless. It generously provides human beings with mineral resources, but these resources are non-renewable. If it is not properly exploited, the mineral resources on the earth will be less and less, and they will be gone in 200 or 300 years at most.

The water resources, forest resources, biological resources and atmospheric resources needed by human life could have been regenerated and contributed to human beings for a long time. However, due to human abuse and wanton destruction of natural resources, the speed and quantity of its regeneration can not keep up with the speed and quantity of its use, and the ecological balance has been lost. If chemicals are abused indiscriminately, it will cause a series of ecological disasters and pose a serious threat to human survival.

Some people will say, isn't the space in the temple very large? There are countless planets there. When the earth's resources are exhausted, can't we move to other planets?

Scientists have proved that there is no second planet suitable for human habitation at least within 40 trillion kilometers centered on the earth. Humans can't expect to move to other planets after destroying the earth.

Yes, scientists have put forward many ideas, for example, building an immigration base on Mars or the moon. However, this is just an idea and it is very difficult to realize. Even if these ideas come true, they are still far away. Besides, by that time, only a few people can live on Mars and the moon. What about most people? "Our earth is lovely and fragile!" This is the sigh of astronauts traveling in space and witnessing the earth.

There is only one earth. If it is destroyed, we have nowhere to go. If all kinds of resources on the earth are exhausted, it will be difficult for us to replenish them from other places. We should carefully protect the earth, protect its ecological environment, and make it better for our future generations!

I'm afraid the funeral for the Great Falls is unique, and it is presided over by a president himself. You may be surprised at this. Read the text at a faster speed and talk about the different scenes before and after the change of Seth Caidas Waterfall. How this world-famous waterfall was buried. If you were there, what would you think and say?

1986 In September, a special funeral was held in parana river, Latin America. At that time, Brazilian President Figuerite wore a black dress and personally presided over this special funeral. This funeral was held for a waterfall-Seth Caidas Falls.

Here's the thing.

At the junction of Brazil and Argentina in Latin America, there is a parana river, and there is a world-famous waterfall on the river-Sete Caidas Waterfall.

Sete Caidas Waterfall was once the largest waterfall in the world. The raging river roared down the cliff, spewed out and ran for thousands of miles. Especially in the flood season every year, the momentum of the Great Waterfalls is even more spectacular. Every second, 65438+100000 cubic meters of water flows down from the height of tens of meters, hitting ten thousand lotus flowers, splashing water mist, and the sound is deafening. It is said that the loud noise of the waterfall can still be heard 30 kilometers away.

Sete Caidas Waterfall has always been the pride of the people of Brazil and Argentina. Tourists from all over the world flock to us. In front of this huge water curtain falling from the sky, they are in the fine water mist and feel the fresh air of this paradise. Tourists often indulge in it and linger.

But this magnificent landscape is gradually disappearing.

In the early 1980s, in order to generate electricity, Yitaipu Hydropower Station, the largest hydropower station in the world, was built upstream of the waterfall. The high dam of the hydropower station intercepted a large amount of river water, which greatly reduced the water source of Caidas Waterfall in Seti Province. Moreover, many factories around use water without restraint, wasting a lot of water resources. At the same time, the forests along the banks of the river are cut down indiscriminately, causing a lot of soil erosion, and the water volume of the Great Falls is decreasing year by year.

Over the past few years, Seti Caidas Waterfall has gradually dried up, and even in flood season, it has lost its majestic momentum. It bowed its head helplessly in the mountains, like a dying old man, haggard and dying. Many tourists who come here are full of sadness and disappointment when they see this scene.

Scientists predict that the waterfall will disappear completely before long. The news spread, shocking, but also aroused people's sense of responsibility to protect the environment.

1986 In late August, dozens of experts and professors in ecology and environmental science from all over the world and a large number of people who love nature gathered at the foot of the Great Waterfall. They imitated the funeral ceremony held by local Indians for their chiefs and mourned the disappearing waterfall together.

This action caused a greater shock.

In late September, Brazilian President Figuerite also personally participated in this action. On that day, he specially put on a black dress for the funeral and presided over this special funeral for the waterfall.

President Figuerite recalled the pride and joy that Sete Caidas Waterfall once brought to the people of Brazil and other countries, and called on people to take immediate action, pay attention to protecting the ecological balance, care for the earth on which we live, and let the tragedy of the waterfall never happen again!