After reading the "imbecile" who likes to ask strange questions! Go, go, go. ! ! !

It's different. Let me introduce some of my teachers to you! I like biology teachers, because we can go to the laboratory to do experiments in biology class. Every time we have biology class, the students are very happy. I remember it was the first grade of junior high school. In that class, the biology teacher took us to the laboratory, pointed to the teaching materials and tools, and explained them carefully, for fear that we didn't know. In the laboratory, I know how to use a microscope and how to study biological cells. Every time the bell rings, the students always sigh, and finally reluctantly leave the laboratory under the urging of the teacher. I admire my Chinese teacher very much because she is the head teacher of our class. Although she is not humorous, she is very powerful. In every self-study class from the first day of junior high school, you can almost see the math teacher standing at the back door looking around, so the discipline in our class has been very good. Everyone always sees the teacher sneaking around every day. Whenever I move it, but I see the brick is too dirty, I complain, "Who threw the brick on the ground and almost tripped me?" Grandpa, be careful, don't fall. "The old man did not move. He reached out his thin hand, squatted down, touched the ground a few times, picked up the brick and put it in the corner. He also said, "Maybe someone will fall when they pass by. We should think more about others. " Then I wiped my muddy hands on the wall. My eyes were wet, so I quickly took out my beloved handkerchief and wiped the mud off his hand. I found that the old man seemed to be staring at me closely with his rain-soaked eyes. I blushed and hung my head in shame. Yes! I am his guide on my way home, but he is my guide on my life. "Thinking of others" is my correct way of life.

It's raining in Mao Mao outside the window, and the street lamps are dreamlike and blurred. This winter, the weather in the south is not so cold, and occasionally it will cool down, so we didn't feel the snow scene in the north in late winter. We want to take a walk in the footsteps of winter, but Xue seems to be a shy girl and refuses to show up. In this silent night, I like to hold the tea lamp in my hand, lean against the window and listen to the rain, and feel the sound of rain texture. "Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently." The rain follows the footsteps of time, delicate and peaceful, and the breath of spring comes quietly. Spring is a romantic season, full of affection and green, peach blossoms burning, charming and enchanting. In this beautiful and romantic season, as girls, we all want to sit all spring, dance with time, take photos with time, fantasize about yawning and stretching in the sea of flowers, and talk with our husbands in their sleep. After a while, the child woke up and burst into tears. The husband is awake, too. The woman patted the child to feed him, but the child still cried with his nipple. The woman patted the child and hummed him to sleep. Another Xiao Jie's smile was slightly enlarged through the glass bottle. She said happily, "Accumulate happiness." I was confused. Live a dull life from now on. After school, I rode my bike carefully through the busy street and met strange classmates when crossing the bridge. Goodbye! "We greeted happily. She was nervous when she left. "What happened? "I asked with some concern." I forgot to bring my library card, so I can't borrow books today. "She said with some frustration. I want to say goodbye, but suddenly I think of Xiaojie's glass bottle and the stars in the glass bottle, which are countless simple and happy stars. They sometimes show happy smiles through the glass bottles, like overflowing the whole glass bottles one by one. I suddenly understood Xiaojie's songs and her meaningful words. By that time, I not only realized my dream, but also won a bright light for my motherland in the music industry. There are many stages in a person's life, and each stage has new dreams. When you realize this dream, the next stage of your dream will follow. If the youth is strong, the country will be strong. A rich teenager makes a rich country. Teenagers are closely related to the motherland, and no one can live without anyone. If your dream is on the podium, you should be a good teacher. If your dream is in the universe, you should be a space hero. If your dream is in the laboratory, you should be a scientist at the peak of science and technology. The bits and pieces of history are like sand shells scattered on the vast beach. I passed quietly and had a little dream, that is, to be an excellent policewoman when I grow up. Although I don't have much to excel in, I won't give up my efforts. Although this dream is far away from me, I will not stop pursuing it. Although there will be many setbacks and countless hardships in the process of realizing my dream, I will not be discouraged. In the past, whenever I saw the excellent police on TV cracking one criminal gang after another, the people applauded. Whenever people walked on the safe streets every day, we were grateful for the lights, which lit up the road at night, and the dream was the road, which led you to dawn. The wisdom of teenagers is the wisdom of the country; A strong teenager is a strong country; The dream of a teenager is the Chinese dream. Chinese dream, a brave dream. As a China native and a descendant of the Chinese people, how dare you forget1China more than 800 years ago? Opium eroded the people's bodies, the weakness of the Qing government and the division of foreign forces undoubtedly did not destroy the people's spirit. People at that time dared not dream; They dare not dream that one day China can stand up and become strong and rich. Now we can have dreams, and we should also have dreams. The promotion of the country's status and the prosperity of the people's lives are not in vain. As future successors of the motherland, how can we enjoy success safely? We should use our dreams to make contributions to the motherland with full enthusiasm. Without today's brave expectations, how can there be a bitter ending in the future? Chinese dream, a big and real dream. I have a big dream in my heart. I dream that my motherland can become a powerful country that no country can underestimate. Today's China is really strong, but I don't think it is enough. We need to go further. If you really try your best, how can the dispute over the Diaoyu Islands happen? You are ungrateful, but you will certainly praise you as a good piece of wood. Since we can become useful, why should we be content with being just a grass? There is still a long way to go in Xiu Yuan. On this long dream road, we should be a down-to-earth practitioner, not an orator who can only shout, but also dare to think and speak. In ancient times, people dreamed of flying, but now it has not come true? Nothing is impossible in front of powerful human beings. As long as you dare to think and sweat for your dreams. No matter how difficult it is to climb a mountain, there will be people's footprints, and no matter how rugged the road is, there will be people stepping on it step by step. Our future is not a dream, our Chinese dream, and the future will not be just a dream.

Dreams fly at the foot of the Great Wall, and hopes are lit in our hearts. A bright light in the dark guides us where to go. I remember Socrates said: The happiest thing in the world is to fight for the ideal. We never doubt, because as long as we work hard, our dreams can come true. Even if we don't succeed, we don't regret it, because we have at least struggled and worked hard. "My Chinese Dream" and the "country" associated with "dream" are no longer empty, and there are places to rise one by one, but every dream deserves respect and should be given equal opportunities to fly. My dream is to be a doctor who saves lives. My mother is a doctor, so I know how tired it is to be a doctor. But I know that when my mother successfully treated a patient, my happiness and pride were unimaginable. I hope many people have these dreams, which have gradually disappeared. Later, I realized that what we hold in our hands is not necessarily what we really have, what we have and what we really remember! Then I understand that life often needs a pair of silent care and conscious giving up! Speaking of flight attendants, just like them. Later, after graduating from senior three, I saw Civil Aviation University on the volunteer application form, but it was a good school with only three grades. At that time, there was no art major in high school, and the flight attendant's dream was gone. Until last year 10, the delivery on the website was about to close, and the review status was pending. I was in a hurry. My family knows that I am going to Shanghai for an interview, and my mother has prepared a lot for me. The biggest headache is dressing up. Should I wear a short-sleeved shirt and skirt like other people interviewed in 1 1 month? Cold weather will not freeze to death. 16 finally found that she passed the preliminary examination, so she began to prepare for self-introduction and oral English, and also found a lot of relevant information on the internet. Physically, I practiced in the school etiquette team before, so I'm not worried at all. 17, my mother and I came to Shanghai. After the opening of Chongqi Bridge, I arrived in Shanghai soon. It took me an hour and a half to get to our place. After settling down, I began to make final preparations. At that time, I prepared to introduce myself in both Chinese and English, and I also practiced pronunciation for a long time. I felt very uneasy at night, but I fell asleep early after a long day's tossing. 18, I washed my face and put on makeup after getting up. Because I seldom wear makeup, I hardly know it, so I simply sketched it. Then I changed my clothes, because I used to be a ground worker, and now I work in Shanghai. She told me that the flight attendant interview is very wading, and most of what she wants is experience. She also introduced me to the hobbies of major airlines in recruiting flight attendants. Hainan Airlines likes girls wearing black silk, while China Southern Airlines likes clever girls. What about China Eastern Airlines? She said with a smile, you will know later. After chatting for a while, it was my turn. She cheered for me and suddenly felt very confident. But when I was lined up in a team of ten people, I felt "outstanding". I heard a girl next to me say, look at that. So high. Nima, my net height is 174, and I have 7 cm high heels on my feet. Now I'm one meter eight. I probably introduce myself to one or seven girls as a turtle MBA. I feel very surprised. Why do you want to be a flight attendant with such a good background? After that, there were many things and dreams. I want to win glory for my country like Grandpa Yuan Longping. Like Jet Li, spread China culture; Like Uncle Ma Yun, he has made such great achievements; Like Li Zhonghua, the hero of the test flight, he dedicated himself to the people ... Remember Li Zhonghua, the hero of the test flight? In that case, he could have chosen skydiving, but he didn't. For the people, for those precious scientific research data, he used his flight test experience to make the plane land safely. Because he said: "Life has dreams, and every dream needs your own efforts." What is the reason for success? Fang Zuming gave us a good answer: "Success is because you failed, don't give up!" Of course, you need wisdom and patience, and you need the help, understanding and support of your peers. My dream is the Chinese dream, and the Chinese dream is also my dream. In order to shine on China, shine on the world, and also for your dreams, start working hard! Fly your dreams, come on! My dream, Chinese dream! Like you, I wait for a delicious hot breakfast at the steaming wonton stall in the early morning of early winter. Is there a wonton stall that is more secure than Xiao Zhang's? At dawn, the couple stood by the stall diligently, wrapped the stuffing and cleaned it up. They must be wrapped in square thin bags with fresh and sufficient meat stuffing, which tastes delicious and often attracts long queues of people to patronize their wonton stalls. If you don't want to wait in line, you can make an appointment with them the day before and pick them up directly the next day. If you forget to bring change, they won't ask you generously, and they won't mind bringing it back tomorrow or later. On the contrary, they will thank you again and again for your patronage. Walking on the street that is not too long from home to school, I can't imitate it, just like the yellow land, when I hear the eager shouting of vegetable vendors, the noisy voices in front of the door and the loud motor sound when the tricycle starts. The working people have the most simple, sincere and powerful feelings I have ever seen, which makes me unable to help but give them the highest praise-if I want to give 9.6 million square kilometers of land a distinctive symbol, I believe it will be a comfortable smile on their faces. If you ask me what patriotism is? Why be patriotic? How to be patriotic? Let me answer, patriotism is to seek benefits for these hardworking and simple people around you. Patriotism is because the working people have built the cornerstone of social civilization with the spirit of hard struggle and self-improvement. I am willing to undertake a lofty mission for/kloc-0.3 billion hardworking and brave compatriots. To be patriotic, we should not only shout out the voice of the people, but also defend the rights of the masses; We must also rely on ourselves to promote the modernization of the country and seek longer-term well-being for the people. There is still a long way to go in Xiu Yuan, and I will go up and down. The direction of patriotism has been pointed out in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China. Only by shouldering a heavy mission can we deeply feel the power of the sentence "All rights belong to the people" in the Constitution. China's dream of revival and soaring begins with you and me. I walked in the crowded street and passed you by. When history becomes a lively and agile person, it is not far to talk about patriotism. In the smoke-burning pavilion, I can think of Bai burning opium on British merchant ships, which was praised by Sun Yat-sen as "the most serious person in handling smoking bans in the country and can be a model for all provinces"; From the Baihua Pavilion in the east of the city, it is conceivable that Xu Xilin launched an armed uprising in Anqing and solemnly replied: "I killed Enming and made the world angry"; On the streets of Wuyue, you can vaguely hear the hoarse and powerful call of middle school students in the "December 29th Movement": "Don't rest until you die, and struggle is to live. Get up, get up! " Living in such an unfortunate era, as long as they are from China, they can only be slaughtered by the sick; If you are sober, if you want to fight, you have to pay a particularly painful price. Realizing this, they put their lives at risk for the country to avoid being abused and exploited. Today, with the continuous improvement of living standards and the prominent contradictions in the social transition period, I take their revolutionary spirit as an example, but I am still full of hope, as the Russian poet Pushkin said-"Now our hearts are still burning with the fire of freedom; Now our heart for honor is not dead; Friends, we should dedicate our beautiful passion to the motherland! " I, like you, long for a more just and fair education system, a more perfect judicial regulation of checks and balances, a more convenient and efficient medical system and a more open and high-spirited spirit. I am as eager for a more humane China as you are, so I reach out and eagerly want to get in touch with you-it's not that I don't know that the garbage piles on the street corner are high, nor that I don't know which neighbor has turned up the stereo and quarreled selfishly, and homeless beggars are waiting for your pity timidly on the cold stone bench. We have seen too much and experienced too much, but we must do more. So no matter who you are or where you come from, please take a step and do your duty as a citizen. Isn't there garbage on the corner? We will clean ourselves; Is the neighborhood too noisy? To report property management, do a good job of supervision; Are there beggars along the road? Let's donate some money and put him in a shelter properly! Ask yourself, if our children want to live to see the new century, what progress should China make? We should answer this question, because this is our time. On the first sunny day of the Spring Festival, I will go to Dalongshan to see the green grass. I will take a big plastic bag to pick up the garbage on the hillside. You can also take three friends and four friends to pick up the empty cans in the flowers. At the moment you bent down, maybe I was bending down, too. If we meet at the corner, just say hello! Perhaps today's China is really cleaner, quieter and more harmonious than yesterday. You, come to the appointment! China's dream of revival and soaring begins with you and me! There is something that carries people's hopes. This kind of thing is false and real. Invisible and intangible, it can produce great power in the heart. It's called a dream. God didn't give us wings, but gave us a flying heart and a dreaming brain, which gave us a pair of "invisible wings". I have a dream from being careful, dreaming of being exposed to new things when I grow up. Grow up, know more, dream more. I want to win glory for my country like Grandpa Yuan Longping. Like Jet Li, spread China culture; Like Uncle Ma Yun, he has made such great achievements; Like Li Zhonghua, the hero of the flight test, he is dedicated to the people ... I still remember the first lesson of school, Wan Ma Cao, who wants to be a loving dance teacher, Jet Li, who wants to push Taiji to the world, and Pang Qing, the figure skating champion, who built "I will do it again!" Ma Yun, disabled people who lost their arms, Yang Mengheng and Liu Wei, and Li Zhonghua, the hero of the test flight ... all these are vivid. It is not only touching and shocking, but also understanding and understanding. There are many different dreams at all stages of life. Although dreams are different, the belief in pursuing dreams has never changed! So many dreams, not all of them have to be realized, just one. When we fail to pursue our dreams, we don't have to be sad, just like Yang Mengheng said, "Heal with actions"! I believe that as long as you persist, you will always succeed. Dreams need to be down-to-earth, step by step, and stick to every step until success. There is an old saying that "if a teenager succeeds, the country will dominate", that's right! We are bearing the future of our motherland, so from now on, we must at least have a dream and work hard for its realization! Remember the brokeback piano prince Wei Liu? Fate is too cruel to him! /kloc-at the age of 0/0, he lost his arms because of electric shock, but he fell in love with the piano, an instrument specially designed for both hands! For an ordinary person, this is an impossible dream. And Wei Liu, with his faith and persistence, did it! He played the most beautiful music in the world with his toes. When you hear the beautiful piano music played by Wei Liu, will your heart be shocked and moved? Liu Wei tells us with actions: As long as you persist and work hard, your dream will definitely come true! Remember the test flight hero Li Zhonghua? In that case, he could have chosen skydiving, but he didn't. For the people, for those precious scientific research data, he used his flight test experience to make the plane land safely. Because he said: "Life has dreams, and every dream needs your own efforts." What is the reason for success? Fang Zuming gave us a good answer: "Success is because you failed, don't give up!" Of course, you need wisdom and patience, and you need the help, understanding and support of your peers. My dream is the Chinese dream, and the Chinese dream is also my dream. In order to shine on China, shine on the world, and also for your dreams, start working hard! Fly your dreams, come on! My dream, Chinese dream! Like you, I wait for a delicious hot breakfast at the steaming wonton stall in the early morning of early winter. Is there a wonton stall that is more secure than Xiao Zhang's? At dawn, the couple stood by the stall diligently, wrapped the stuffing and cleaned it up. They must be wrapped in square thin bags with fresh and sufficient meat stuffing, which tastes delicious and often attracts long queues of people to patronize their wonton stalls. If you don't want to wait in line, you can make an appointment with them the day before and pick them up directly the next day. If you forget to bring change, they won't ask you generously, and they won't mind bringing it back tomorrow or later. On the contrary, they will thank you again and again for your patronage. Walking on the street that is not too long from home to school, I can't imitate it, just like the yellow land, when I hear the eager shouting of vegetable vendors, the noisy voices in front of the door and the loud motor sound when the tricycle starts. The working people have the most simple, sincere and powerful feelings I have ever seen, which makes me unable to help but give them the highest praise-if I want to give 9.6 million square kilometers of land a distinctive symbol, I believe it will be a comfortable smile on their faces. If you ask me what patriotism is? why

There are too many beautiful things and people in the world. We have been fighting for the beauty we don't have. In order to be busy, it often takes many years to understand what we really need and really want, and even we don't know what to do for the rest of our lives! For the beauty we already have, we are uneasy and worried because of the experiences we often get and lose.

The sigh of the sunset is easy to lose, and the troubles of flowers blooming and falling. Life is not satisfactory! Because when we have it, we may lose it, and when we give it up, we may regain it. We cannot be absolutely sure of everything. If you pay tribute to the pursuit of possession, it will be difficult to get out of the external things and then get out of yourself, and the involuntary sadness and sorrow for life will be even heavier!

Therefore, life needs to sublimate a quiet and transcendental spirit. Understand people know how to give up, sincere people know how to sacrifice, and happy people know how to be detached! After several years, we will be more satisfied when we know that the people we like are doing well! Between the red tea cups, it's not what I want.

It seems that I have planned to learn painting for a long time, but I am vaguely far away. I always want to do all the things I like while I am alive. At least at the moment I leave, I won't have the slightest regret, because we all know that something has been done, but the result is irreparable, so let it be buried with me. I also want to learn guitar. I can play my own voice quietly and write songs for myself. ......

In this rainy season, what I feel most is the sadness of parting. Although I don't have much time here, I deeply like the people here, the things here, the flowers here and everything here. I can't let go of that wonderful encounter. If there is an opportunity in the future, I want to go back to school to make up for my youth that has grown old with the wind. I'm going to infiltrate every land here and tell her I'm back.

Always playing the fool, cheating others, telling others their mediocrity, as if begging for a little pity. It's ridiculous to let everything go to waste when you know it but don't act on it. Go, go, go, go, this damn youth with nowhere to put it, goes with the years, I won't miss it.

You said it would still clear up, right?

Expect.

Flowers bloom in July

Days are counted page by page, and time passes by minute by minute. The sun is awakened by a high temperature called summer. Get up early, climb on the windowsill, covered by moss marks in the wind last night. The light rain that came and went suddenly soaked the dragonfly's wings, but never wet the sentimental poem. Sitting in a small room facing south, the wind is tight and small, and the child next door knocks on a sleeping door with a child's voice.

Sitting in front of the window on a hot summer day, watching the sun getting closer and closer, the shadow is getting shorter and shorter, perhaps shrinking into a point, shrinking into a round red mole in human life, or even getting nothing. The shadow is you or me, and I don't forget every minute. Is a flower also blooming in your hands, slowly unfolding its delicate beauty, and then slowly fading in the scorching sun, so that the swan song of the flower faces the sea, and the surging wings around it blow the green branches and leaves that I have been attached to all my life, warming my journey day by day.

In July, the calendar was ruthlessly opened by the wind. In July, acacia is nowhere to be found. Not only that face, but also that person, gradually blurred. Add a little more water to the cup and put all the books in the drawer, but I can't put my thoughts in the bag. On some dark nights, there are faded fragments floating in my heart, and there is a slow mist behind my smile, singing silently: I understand that when you come back, there is no proof that the fragrant memories will be covered with moss forever. It's spring, the train is far away and the summer is long. I have been tempered into an iron body, counting the stars and pretending that everything is back to yesterday.

I always thought life would be like this. I always thought that the floating white window lattice revealed only plain singing. Unexpectedly, there will be such an encounter. Clear eyes, sad words, dim background, everything will become beautiful and magnificent because of that moment. Seven colors of light are projected on the outstretched hand, slender and soft, and blue flowers bloom with the clouds at the fingertips. Oh, time is waiting for me, waiting for me in rainy days, and I'm still waiting for you to pop up the sound of mountains and rivers in my mind.

Miss, get, wait, lose, unhappy, unhappy, and at the last moment, it will eventually become empty. Will leave in July. My hands are covered with dust. The petals fall all over the path in July, and the rain in July is sprayed wantonly. The streets in July are very cold. Walking from street to street, there was no one. I can't find a mask for the demonstration. I am destined to stand on your branch in a simple way. Pedestrians left without makeup. I will become another kind of lotus with clear soup and dried noodles. Who will stop and who will get hurt?

In July, I lost Chun Qing for a season because of your departure. When these flowers are blown by the wind, they bloom. When you left, I found sadness. Work at sunrise, rest at sunset, and night falls. Your shadow stubbornly follows, you can't find a flame to distract your attention, and you can't find a song to bury you. No matter how deep you hide, you can't escape your eyes. Why don't we sit still, look, think deeply, penetrate time, turn red gradually, and the fiery red cloud on the horizon-

Millennium moonlight, gradually illusory. In July, I bared my teeth in a quiet night. When you hit the keyboard, many words will pop up. Some sentences, like steel needles in the text, plunge into the skin and viscera, which always hurts the heart and lungs. It is like some notes, blooming in the dark, with high-pitched sound, low concentration of ultraviolet rays and burning body temperature. No, just no lively singing, no inspiring words, no hearty agreement. The flower buds outside the wall have renovated the calendar again, and those clever steps in the past have been drawn long by the time corridor. The looming aperture in the distance is close to me. Stretch and close, close your blurred but clear sight. Whose head shows the simplicity of wind and frost first, one or two clumps, thin and dense, even if it is uprooted, it still can't get rid of the entangled heart.

Leaves fall gently around me, rustling. Some stories are far away, others are close. Jiangnan in July is full of water conditions. Jiangnan is just in summer, flowers bloom and fall, roses extend to the center of the earth, the rain is fierce, the gorgeous figure is just words, and the pale figure is out of sight. Have you ever regretted it? It's too hot here. Did you go through the nearby wall to visit the quietly blooming roses outside the door? I kissed my lips last year. Was it your kiss? I imagine lovers for many years, broken one by one because of you.

In July, you stood in the wind. In the song-like years, the flame of love is dotted with glass-like garlands, allowing butterflies flying all over the sky to walk hand in hand with the breeze, and passion and words are fully displayed in the nobility of the soul. Flowers are silent and beautiful. The sunshine in July is burning, and the holy lotus blooms in poetry. Looking back brightly, another spring blooms in faint pain.