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By jhons smith2 years ago in Education
A junior high school student's story
When I was a junior high school student, I had a lot of friends because I had good interpersonal relationships, and the one that impressed me the most was a boy who often had a smile on his face. Whenever I think of him, some old things can't help but come to mind ...... The wind is blowing harder and harder, and the end of autumn is not far away. The boy often takes time to write in a book for a while every evening study, I once asked him: "What do you write in this book every night?" He just smiled and replied, "It's a novel", I was curious and said, "Let me see it", he just shook his head and said, "No", I didn't ask him for more, but I was still I didn't ask him for more, but I was still curious. Later we were in a language class, the content of the students reviewed each other's essays, I happened to review the boy's essay, titled "my ideal", which tells how he wants to be an Internet writer, and I laughed in my heart: I can not imagine that he writes novels in this book every day for future employment ah! One day during the evening study period, the boy wrote another ten minutes of fiction on the book and then handed it to me, I was surprised and asked him, "Is it for me to read?" He smiled and nodded his head. I saw him a nod and immediately opened the book and looked at it, and after a few minutes of reading, a wave of awe came from my heart: Oh my God! He is too good, can write such a novel, simple and I often read those novels is not much different if this situation continues to develop one day he will become a network writer. When I was happy for him, a broad palm snatched the novel from my hand, and I turned my head angrily to see a familiar figure - our class teacher. I saw him taking the book and turning it over left and right, then calling the boy to the office, my heart was apprehensive, afraid that the boy was severely criticized by the teacher, it was then just after class, I rushed to the office window to eavesdrop, only to hear the teacher was saying: "Your grades are already bad, you still write something like this every day, is not to get to high school are going to buy you to be willing to ah "The boy sobbed and said: "Teacher, this is my ideal", the teacher said angrily: "This garbage is your ideal? In the future, you are not allowed to write, or I see a tear a book, this one I confiscated", I did not listen further, slowly returned to the classroom and so the boy. He came back with a smile on his face that often disappeared, replaced by a cold, somewhat frightening face. The next day, it snowed heavily, making me seem breathless, but I knew the boy was more breathless than I was. Every evening study after that I did not see him write a novel again ...... Later I met him on the street shopping, his face has long gone smile, but more than a few age-appropriate wrinkles, I asked him: "Did you become a novelist?" He shook his head and said, "That's just a joke in my childhood, how can I take it seriously?" I asked again, "How is your life now?" He lowered his head and slowly said, "I'm just a worker now, and my monthly salary is almost enough to make ends meet." After that, I chatted with him for a few minutes and went home. Since then, I have never seen him again, with the time the boy's smile little in the brain disappeared ......
By Martil Guevara 2 years ago in Education
Commitment in the Snow
Another winter season, looking out the window at a large flurry of snowflakes, evoked a sad memory. It was a winter afternoon last year, I was distracted, lying on the windowsill of the classroom looking at the snowflakes falling outside the window, it is like cotton wool, dense simply can not see. The snowflakes fell on my hands, and instantly turned into drops of water, listening to the laughter of students outside the window, my heart added a touch of loneliness and isolation. I did want to find someone to keep me company, and that's when I thought of him, so I turned around and sat down and wrote a note to A, asking him to wait for me after school.
By VioletHolt2 years ago in Education
He laughed
The moment he finished his performance, thunderous applause rang out from the stage, and the judges and teachers on stage unanimously expressed their approval of him. He could barely contain the tears that were welling up inside him, and the moment he raised his head, a smile bloomed on his face, as warm as the spring breeze.
By AliceParson2 years ago in Education
Carrying a boat to catch up
Carrying a boat to catch up A young man came a long way to Master Wuji carrying a big parcel on his back. He said, "Master, I am so lonely, painful, and lonesome, the long journey has exhausted me to the core, I have tasted the heartache and bitterness of the earth, why can't I find the sunshine in my heart yet."
By RuthValencia2 years ago in Education
Be kind to your "rivals"
Be kind to your "rivals" Japan's North Sea Island produces precious eels, and fishermen in the seaside fishing villages make their living by catching eels. The life of the eel is very fragile, as soon as they leave the deep sea area, it will not take half a day to all die. Strangely enough, there is an old fisherman who goes to the sea every day to catch eels, and when he returns, his eels are always alive and well, while others, no matter how they dispose of the eels they catch, are all dead when they return to port. Since the price of fresh eels is more than double the price of dead eels, so, within a few years, the old fisherman's family became known far and wide as wealthy. When the old fisherman was dying, he passed on the secret to his son.
By RuthValencia2 years ago in Education
What we should do
Such neighbors According to legend, two families were living in a deep mountain, one surnamed Zhang and the other Li. One day, when the Zhang family had a guest, they went to the Li family and borrowed bamboo shoots. After a few days, the Zhang family carried a bamboo pole to the Li family and said, "I'll give you back the bamboo shoots, they're just a little older!" After a few more days, the Li family also came to the guests, they went to the Zhang family to borrow an old hen. After a few days, the Li family took an egg to the Zhang family and said, "It's still your old hen, just a little more tender!"
By RuthValencia2 years ago in Education
Tapping into educational significance
The Principle of Egg Eating There is a story: a family has a hen, which lays an egg every day. For this family, there can be three consumption options: one is to insist on eating one egg a day - break even; two is to kill and eat the chicken - overdraft; three is to insist on eating fewer eggs for some time, save 10, hatch into chicks, if the survival of 8, there are 4 hens, 4 roosters, after some days, the family can eat 5 eggs a day, and on special days, you can also kill a rooster to improve life. If the owner persists in this way, the consumption level will continue to increase and the accumulation will grow.
By RuthValencia2 years ago in Education