Warm-hearted grandpa
Fifth grade Bai Xinran
A few strands of white hair were hidden in the dark hair, and the spirit was also very vibrant, and it did not look like an old man in his seventies; the hands full of calluses were very rough, and it was a look of many winds and frosts and hardships. This is my simple grandfather.
My grandfather was a warm-hearted man. Grandpa has been working in the electrical repair shop since he was discharged from the army, and any broken electrical appliances in the family are repaired by grandpa, and even if there is a problem with the electrical appliances of the neighbors, they are also the first time to find Grandpa to help repair.
"Click, click," came the sound of rapid footsteps. "At home old white?" Old white! Aunt Wang next door came in a hurry, and Lao Yuan told Grandpa that the TV set at home was broken. Grandpa, who was eating lunch, quickly put down his chopsticks, ran back to the warehouse, and carried his toolbox to Aunt Wang's house. Don't look at Grandpa's toolbox is small, but although the sparrow is small, it is complete, tweezers, screws, wrenches... Everything.
It's time to show real technology! I saw my grandfather turn around a few times next to the TV, and this turn reminded me of the scene when my mother supervised me to write my homework, and I couldn't help but fight a cold war. Grandpa pressed the switch, and the TV did not respond; after patting the lid, it still did not respond. I was most afraid that the air would suddenly be quiet, and I guessed that Grandpa's brain must be running fast at the moment. A few seconds later, Grandpa picked up the pliers and skillfully pushed a red wire to the side, and pulled the white wire up... After Grandpa's operation, the magical scene reappears and the TV is fixed! Aunt Wang stretched out her thumb vigorously to praise Grandpa for his ability, and Grandpa smiled slightly. Aunt Wang enthusiastically asked Grandpa to stay and eat, but Grandpa just refused and went home contentedly carrying the toolbox.
Grandpa is really a living Thunderbolt in the new era! Helping others and being happy with yourself, I guess that's the secret to Grandpa staying young.
Instructor: Teacher Gu
School: Qihang Training School in Huanghua City, Hebei Province
Years in my eyes
Grade 3 Class 5 Liu Yanying
You can smell the strong smell of the New Year wafting into the streets; you can taste the round table of chicken, duck, fish and shrimp serving; you can see the morning light breaking through the New Year sky. Years, unconsciously came to us.
The years in my eyes are magical. In the first few days of the year, people can't help but clean up and welcome the new. If you put it in the past, people will always find an excuse to get rid of the entanglement of cleaning. But this time it was different, although the mouth kept shouting "so tired, so tired", but there was a happy smile on his face. Don't miss every corner, make the room spotless and lissol. But on the first day of the first lunar month, I just rushed to sweep the floor with a broom, but my grandfather stopped me. He mysteriously told me, "You can't sweep the floor on the first day of the first lunar month!" "Why?" I asked incomprehensibly. "Because this wealth can't stand your sweep." I burst out laughing. It turns out that the Spring Festival should be so exquisite.
The year in my eyes is reunion. Chinese New Year's Eve night, there are several bright stars in the night that blink their twinkling eyes and gaze at a harmonious family. I had Chinese New Year's Eve meal at a restaurant with a dozen relatives. Everyone sat around the round table, and Grandpa began to toast. The little ones savored delicious meals. Several old people saw their children and grandchildren full of joy in their eyes, what a happiness! Like a little adult, I toasted to the relatives present, and the face was not very lively. "Little uncle and grandfather, second grandfather, I wish you a happy new year, the Year of the Ox!" The two grandfathers laughed like children and took a big sip of wine. "Aunt Peipei, I wish you success in losing weight, and eating a hundred is not fat." The audience laughed. Aunt Pei Pei covered her mouth with her hand and smiled, "Thank you for your auspicious words, Doudou." In fact, I also want to lose weight successfully! At this time, the waiter's aunt held a pot of fat chicken and a plate of delicious fish, smiled and squinted, and said: "I wish everyone a big "chicken" and a big profit, and there are "fish" every year!" "Although you can usually eat these delicacies, tonight is more full of New Year's flavor."
After eating Chinese New Year's Eve meal and came home, it was late at night, and I watched the New Year with my parents. Children are strong enough not to sleep, and they keep vigil and rejoice. Just wait for the midnight bell to greet the new day of the Year of the Ox.
The year in my eyes is red. Red lanterns, red couplets, red window flowers, red clothes... Eyes full of auspiciousness and festivities. My favorite is the big red packet. On the first day of the Chinese New Year, I got up early with excitement, and together with my sister, I bowed my head respectfully three times to my grandfather and grandmother, who were sitting on the sofa, and said auspicious words. Grandpa and Grandma suddenly took out a big red envelope from their pockets and handed it to us with a smile. "Beanie, these years of money are all consecutive numbers, representing a continuous rise." We were as happy as two little rabbits bouncing around alive. Although there was no cheer from the firecrackers, it still could not stop the red fire.
The years in my eyes are unforgettable. Due to the epidemic, it is still necessary to wear masks and take body temperature in public. Although the mask covers half of people's faces, they can still find the joy of the New Year in their eyes.
Time always feels meaningful in looking back, and feelings always appear sincere and warm after precipitation. Spring, unconsciously coming to us, full of hope, with the light of the future...
School: Quanze Primary School, Shizhong District, Jinan
The beauty of the four seasons
Sixth Grade Fifth Class Li Xiaoyan
The most beautiful thing in spring is the river. look at! Spring is in the branches, the willows are tender green, the peach blossoms are bright; spring is in the air, and the wind warms up, and the swallows fly; spring is in the river, the fish chase, the ducks play. Spring is everywhere!
The most beautiful thing in summer is the mountain stream. The green mountains are lush and undulating, and the leaves of various plants seem to be full of water, emerald green, and you are chasing me to stretch hard; listen! The sound of babbling water surrounds your ears, and the clear spring water is flowing in the mountains, sometimes soothing and gentle like a girl, sometimes surging like a tiger...
The most beautiful thing in autumn is the fields. The autumn wind blows, and as far as the eye can see, layers of golden rice waves are pushed by the wind to the sky, like a golden ocean. Wild chrysanthemums bloomed and the aroma was fragrant; sunflowers were ripe and smiled and bent over; persimmons were harvested, like red lanterns hanging from trees and swinging.
The most beautiful thing in winter is the big mountain. The snow on the mountain covered the mountain with a thick quilt, and the mountain wrapped in silver looked particularly enchanting. The sun came out, and the golden sunlight shone on the mountain, reflecting a dazzling silver light, forming a fascinating winter landscape.
I love the beautiful four seasons, and I love the beautiful scenery of these four seasons even more!
Instructor: Zhao Nadan
School: Zhongshan West Road Primary School, Shijiazhuang City, Hebei Province
Comments: This is a very beautiful prose, the four seasons found in your eyes have infinite charm, it makes us feel the power of nature, but also expresses your love and praise for the four seasons!
snow
Fourth grade Liu Huanhao
I love snow, and in the winter, I always look forward to the early snowfall. The snowflakes are like willows, like cotton, like goose feathers, floating from the sky and falling, and the whole world will become pink and jade, looking particularly enchanting.
I was taking a nap that day when I was suddenly awakened by a loud noise: "It's snowing, it's snowing!" Instantly pulling me out of my dream, I hurriedly sat up, lay down on the windowsill and fixed my eyes on it, only to see countless white elves dancing in the sky, as if they were playing with me, and refusing to fall.
Gradually, the branches turned white, and a bush of beautiful white coral jumped out of the paper; the roof was white, and a white hat was about to come out; the path was white, and the neat carpets were in front of me, and they must be so soft that I longed to fall into their arms now.
The snow was white, pure and elegant, and I couldn't help but think of a poem: The snow presses the green pine, and the green pine is straight and straight. Know that the pine is high and clean, and stay until the snow melts. The pine trees couldn't do anything with her, until the snow melted. We couldn't wait, so we hurried to call on friends and rushed out of the house. Lo and behold, the two girls were building snowmen, and they used branches as arms, stones as eyes, carrot noses, and they took off their scarves and put them on the snowman, and in a moment a beautiful little snowman was finished.
When I looked at the little snowman out of my mind, suddenly a white thing came at me, hitting me cold and cold. It turned out that my partner took advantage of my lack of preparation and sneaked up on me with a snowball. I couldn't stand it, a big snowball was thrown hard, hitting the door of his head, right in the bullseye! Of course he was angry, but it was far worse than my throwing skills, the snowball did not fly towards me, but hit the branch above my head, just when I was about to laugh at him, the snow on the branches could not bear it, all fell down, I instantly became the snowman that the girls were going to pile, and the words had to be swallowed into the stomach, which was really crying and laughing.
It was so happy to snow, we ran, jumped, shouted, shouted, played... The snow not only left footprints of different shades, but also left our cheerful laughter that could not be dispersed for a long time.
The snow is so white, so beautiful, and it can bring joy and laughter, I can't describe it as good as I can use all the words of praise, so how can I not love it?
Instructor: Liu Meihui
School: Leize, Nandagang, Huanghua City, Cangzhou City, Hebei Province